OK, so I ended up having turkey this Thanksgiving. Well, not quite. Two days after the big Turkey Day, actually. I had duck on those other two days. And I must say, I liked the Peking duck much better than the big ol' turkey.

Tomorrow morning I will wake up before 8, get out my No. 2 pencils, graphing calculator, eraser, and drive to Uni. Sounds an awful lot like a school day doesn’t it?

I was shown this a while ago, while randomly surfing YouTube videos. Isn't it amazing what you can find?

I love going to concerts. There’s something special about being able to watch musicians perform live, which makes the music more impressive. The throb of the crowd jumping and dancing is splendidly exhilarating. Usually I leave concerts smiling with new energy coursing through my body.

There’s only one thing I dislike, and that’s the unavoidable presence of drugs.

Oftentimes the night before a huge test, I find myself imagining a mystical fairyland. This utopia of my dreams is called public-public high school (as opposed to Uni-public high school).

Oftentimes the night before a huge test, I find myself imagining a mystical fairyland. This utopia of my dreams is called public-public high school (as opposed to Uni-public high school).

Today was my first time on FreeRice. The Web site consists of a vocabulary game, and each correct answer rewards you with a donation of rice to end world hunger. I was immediately hooked.