My mom doesn't normally have me help out with her homework, but today she did. I hope she gets assignments like this one more often.
In her biology class, they are studying evolution, a.k.a. how species get eaten by other species, and how that effects reprodution rates. That is not what I had to help her with. All I had to do, to conduct an experiment, was take 80 M&Ms, 20 of four different colors, and she would see how many I could pick up with my thumb and forefinger only, in a set amount of time. And I could only pick them up one at a time to drop them in the cup. So she timed me, and it was great because, being so close to Easter, the M&M's had little sheep and bunny drawings on them. I was the wolf. Every little sheep, excuse me, piece of chocolate I picked up, was one I was carrying off to be eaten. Convenient huh? I started off getting a ton, and then I kept dropping them off the counter in my haste to get as many as I could. The sheep fell off the cliff. What could I say? They were suicidal.
After a while, the M&M's were getting sticky-ish, and it was harder to pick them OFF my finger. My mom got slightly annoyed.
"C'mon Rachael, I need you to pick up more."
"Yeah, well this wolf's getting tired. And hungry."
The M&M's still left in the bag had swiftly become greatly reduced in numbers.
Then later, Brent and Jacob came over, basically to swipe our iTunes. The copied all our songs, but hey, we get theirs to. While we waited for everything to download, those two left for the commissary, and my parents went the post office. When Jacob and Brent go back, the songs were done, and they briefly told me how much fun I would have in Garmish (where we are going tomorrow. Resort thingy) and that I better have a bikini for the hot tub because lots of guys would be there. Well, Brent told me that part anyway. I said they didn't have to worry and I had the swimsuit part down. Then I mentioned my dad hadn't seen it yet. Heh heh heh...I'm doomed. Worse, they agreed.
So yeah. I just got done doing laundry and I'm about to take a nap. I seriously need to stop with the Ramon noodles, because that's pretty much all I've eaten in the past two weeks.
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2 comments:
This was odd.
I'm not talking about some smelly boy Rach.
That would be too cliche, you know me better than that. :]
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