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I don't even know what this is a list of... Just a list.

1. It is a true and proven fact that the youngest is always spoiled.
2. I love soft arms so so much!
3. There is nothing cuter than a good looking (and very plump) baby
4. Making up cool stories for lame scars is so much fun
5. So... Maybe I blog stalk you...
6. I do NOT understand batteries, electricity, lights, the internet, germs, atoms, matter, or telephones. That basically means that I only understand cameras... and even with cameras, I only understand the disposable ones.
7. I tuck my art away
8. I want to knit as well as Eliza's great grandma
9. I love Gubler's "Amelia Earhart" haircut.
10. I'm a procrastinator
11. I have a lot of friends, but only a handful of them know my thoughts and understand me
12. It makes me happy to write on this blog
13. If my physics teacher wasn't my physics teacher, I would probably be friends with her.
14. I love Christmas stockings
15. I wish that there were more pictures of me in my everyday life to show to my children
16. I don't like to throw things away
17. I wish that I was a teenager in the 30's
18. I wish to sing
19. Music amazes me
20. Rocks really are hard.
21. I almost vomited because the vains in my hands were moving from typing
22. I like to cook, although I never really get the chance to because of Michael's cooking skills- they're put before anyone else's.
23. I feel like the odd one out. Unless I'm with Eliza. I feel that she understands me and my looks
24. Tiny Tim scares me. Not the one from the Christmas Carol, the ukulele player. I am semi-scared of ukuleles because of Tiny Tim. I mean, I love them and wish that I could play the ukulele, but sometimes Tiny Tim's head pops into my brain when I hear a ukulele
25. Ukulele means 'jumping fleas' in Hawaiian
26. It will bother me if I don't end on 30, so I'll continue
27. Spray on glue does not like to come off of counters...
28. Rhubarb looks like yarn
29. Everyone should live to be 100
30. I'll miss Elder Matt Porter when he leaves- that's 9 days. Sure he may be my sister's friend, but he's so kind and funny! Plus, he proved that he's a gem tonight! He'll be a good missionary.

Go to bed. Rake leaves tomorrow after school.

*Quick story about raking leaves-
Last year I had to rake leaves with Megan. We raked up 13 full black garbage bags of leaves and we were only 1/2 done. It's bad to have a lot of trees in the fall. Anyways... I bent over to pick up an armfull of leaves and dropped them into a bag. When I had dropped them, I saw a large, black spider crawl onto my neck and down my shirt. I freaked out and ran all over my yard- almost forgetting that it's not okay to take off your shirt. I looked ridiculous as I yanked on my shirt and danced around to shake the spider away. I am now deathly afraid of raking leaves. I will jump in them any time, but please don't ask me to rake.

The end.

Let's all go on strike and skip school tomorrow! I hate Mondays.

Correction: I don't HATE Mondays, I just throw balls of hate at them on Sunday nights. (that's very different from full-on hate, Ben and Maddy.)