My sister recently leveled up her belt in Taekwondo. She had to battle it out with one of her classmates who was of an equal belt ranking in order to prove to her class teachers that she knew what she was doing, and that she was worthy of being belted up. After she battled her friend, and proved herself, she had to break a wooden board with her foot. Then she was officially proven worthy of getting another belt.

My mom had been yelling at my sister and I for letting the wicks on the candles get too long and make black smoke in the house. So she got the scissors out and trimmed the wicks and somehow managed to catch the scissors on fire. It was probably because there was wax on the blades that was scented and flammable.

Recently, my cousins and I wanted to make a commercial. Unfortunately, we needed to have a guy and a girl. We only had 2 guys, so we had to dress up one of them as a girl. I think I did an excellent job with his hair, make up, and clothes, don't you?

I don't know if I blogged about being invited to go to Missouri Scholar's Academy over the summer. If I didn't, I can catch you up to speed in like 2 minutes. Basically it's a 3 week long summer camp for smart people, it sounds really boring because all you do is go to a bunch of different class type things all the time and it's at MU. I don't want to go, but I still applied (yeah, you have to apply. Twice. Each application then goes through like 6 different cuts to narrow down their selections) because I thought that if I didn't, my mom would be mad. So I wrote the two required essays about myself and something I believe strongly in, (which is just that teens aren't given enough credit for their capabilities). I turned them in, with every intention to fail, might I add. I really did try to throw them. But somehow, I was still in the top 5 candidates to go to MSA even after that. I had originally thought I had failed, but then I get a note from the school office when I was in Math. I go down there and the counselor tells me that I've made the third cut, right after she hands me the pictured paper.

Yeah, we got to light our hands on fire in Honors Theoretical Chemistry. My teacher diluted Dawn dish soap down to the point where it was little more than water, added some glycerol, and hooked an apparatus up to a gas jet to create bubbles filled with the flammable Hydrocarbon, Methane. All we had to do was take some of the aqueous solution into our hands and hold our fingers apart so we didn't get burned. My teacher then lit the gas on fire with a candle that was taped to a meter stick. That's it really.

Everyone should go and like my page on Facebook. It's called Teen Movie Group/ The Posterior. There is a link to the page a couple posts below this one. LIKE IT UP:)

Earlier this week, we made our first deadline ever in the history of the yearbook this school year!!! :) Sparks was so proud of us that we get to have a party next week. I'm excited:)

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