Two of My Best Friends

The other day when Zach and Em weren't at music I was doing school. Yeah I know - "Oh she's going to talk about school again! No!" But read just a little longer because I think this one might actually be interesting to you guys! So I had a writing assignment - one paragraph and I got to pick from 6 topics. One of them that I picked was "Two of your best friends". I was to write a compare and contrast paragraph so I did. It was on Zach and Brenten...




"Two of my best friends are Zach and Brenten. Although they have similar interests the two are very different. Both are very knowledgable about a lot of things and always up for a challenge. But while Brenten's loud, energetic and funny Zach is usually more quiet, thoughtful and laid back. Both are confident in whatever they do and always ready to back up a friend in need. Zach likes fencing, Brenten likes gymnastics, but both agree airsoft is great! Zach is ever the scientist, theorizing and building while Brenten is more likely to want to get out and try EVERYTHING. Brenten likes rock music, Zach prefers classical. When facing an obstacle Zach thinks, "How can I change the situation to get someone to to this for me?" Brenten thinks, "How much dynamite will it take to blow this thing up?" So in the end they have very similar interests - just different ways of achieving them."

Just one paragraph was the assignment and it was mainly a small accumulation of facts, but I personally loved it. Best assignment I've ever had to do, I mean writing about my friends? Piece of cake! Anyways so it's Christmas time again. The time of year I absolutely love but am also kind of a scrooge. Ever watch those movies where everyone's sitting there reading "The Night Before Christmas" and some old grandfather pipes up "There's no such thing as Santa Clause!" Well I'm that grandfather. I just can't stand the whole Santa Clause thing! I mean it's not like I go around telling kids Santa's not real, but I can't stand it when I siblings get into all that. Lexie, on the other hand, is completely on board with the whole Santa thing. She talks about him and tells the kids about it and reads that stupid story. I always tell the kids, "Santa's not real." (They are the only kids I say that to of course!). I don't like lying and I don't like telling about Santa around Christmas. I'm sorry, I just naturally reject it. The kids of course already knew Santa wasn't real. I always read them the Christmas story and I love Christmas, I totally get into it and we always have lots of fun! Don't think I don't like Christmas or I want to make the kids sad... I just don't like Santa. Anyways tomorrow is going to be so fun! I can't wait! Today I was texting Madison when she texted "I guess Brenten broke his arm..." "WHAT? HOW?" "Yeah I just saw he had been talking to Em and said he broke his arm... He was riding his bike and he swerved to miss a skunk..." "Seriously? Is he okay? His BIKE? You mean the motor bikes?!" "I guess so, I was talking to him earlier." "He was on the computer?!!" "Halie, it's a BROKEN ARM. He still has one arm." "So he types with one arm? Do you have any idea how hard that is?!?!" I still have no idea whether or not his arm is broken but I bought the story wholeheartedly as you can see... I have a feeling this is an 'Atlantis' moment... I wrote my "Sam" description again a couple weeks ago - I think I only showed Lex and Em so I'll have to show Zach tomorrow. I keep forgetting, it's the new improved Sam description where he actually has blue eyes... Yeah Brenten Zach has officially joined the ranks of people who I forgot a key facial feature color when writing a description for their character. Yes I now realize Brenten has red hair. Yes I now remember Zach has blue eyes. Oh yes and Brenten, just in case you decide to temporarily abandon the life Zach says you have and makes you too good to check my blog - I cannot believe you! I mean really! You are SO going to get it my friend! Anyways I don't think I'll jeopardize the non sleeping tomorrow night by going for a two night in a row all nighters when everyone else went to bed so early to protect tomorrow's... Good night!