November 22, 1993

Over the weekend I went to Mexico. It was fun. I went water skiing.  I bought a whip but my parents confiscated it. I went there because my dad went on a business trip so we went with him. We stayed in an awesome hotel off the shore. It was really humid though. I had a fun time but my sister didn't think so because she couldn't ski too well and did tons of face plants into the water. When we were flying down there we saw the Grand Canyon, man was it huge. Don't you just hate when your flying and your ear hurts and they're plugged and you can't hear much, or when your eating you go through a cloud and it rattles and your pop spills on your new white pants and the pop is colored red, so it stains your pants.  We just barely got home last night.  Boy am I pooped.

November 15, 1993

There once was a mouse. His name was Moe. One day Moe was walking to school and 2 big rats from a different school came up to him and started pushing him around.  One of them pulled out a knife and stabbed little Moe.  Poor Moe. He fell to the ground while the other rats ran off.  He was wounded in the chest.  He was in the road. He started to close his eyes. But his girlfriend, Molly the Mouse came and started yelling but no one came.  So she dragged him to a house nearby. In a few minutes, the ambulance came and helped him.  A few days later while walking to school, Moe ran into those rats, but this time he was ready. He started to karate kick (for he had seen Mighty Morphin Power Mice this morning). After they had fallen, he ran to school.  That day they gave out report cards and Moe got 3 F's and 3 D's. But he got an A+ in Mr. W's class.

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...of the water and swallowed Coco. Oh poor Coco will be doomed. Na! The fish thought that Coco was chocolate and found out he wasn't, so the fish spat him up.  Unconscious, Coco landed on land. When he awoke he shouted for joy! Joy! Joy was his uncle that had left for land awhile ago. He heard no reply, he yelled again, in a few seconds he heard his name Coco! Coco ran to his uncle. His uncle started screaming at him to leave.  Coco asked him why and he said "There's coconut eaters on this island." Coco yelled "Ah!" Coco ran but he got caught by them and they ate him, and his uncle.

November 8, 1993

Saturday night I played in a football game. That football game was the championship game.  We were the Cinderella team.  We lost our first two games and lost our last game to Canyon. So we were 3 and 3 on the record. We went into the playoffs and beat Dixon. Then we played Canyon and killed.  We were in the championship game.  We played at 9:00 pm. Very cold. In the first quarter we scored a touchdown. No one scored until the 2nd half when it was 3rd and long and they bombed it down and they ran for a touchdown. We scored after that.  They were on the 20 and we picked it off.  Then we fumbled it.  We held them to 4th down and long, so they punted it, but we blocked it. Finally the end score was Farrer 18, Lakeridge 6.  We won the Heavyweight Championship. We were Number 1. Wednesday we're going to have a party for our team.  It was so cold at that game.  The game didn't get over till 11:20 pm.  I didn't get to sleep till 12:30.  But it was so fun.

November 5, 1993

If I was stranded on an island, which I would never would.  Well, if I was, I would want nothing because if I was stupid enough to be stranded on an island.. hey wait what kind of island is it? It's a tropical island! Tahiti! All right!  Hey would still need nothing, except maybe some money to buy something.  Ah, what if its not, what if its a deserted island and the only thing there were me and the sand? What if I had to live there forever because nobody cared about me.  Then I would jump into ocean and drown, but the water would dry up.  Then I would try to get burned from the sun and the sun would go down forever. Ah!

November 4, 1993

Many years ago my brother Sam told me about this one story that I could never forget.  It was about this man who made a bunk bed for his sons.  When he finished the bunk bed he slept on it to see if it was sturdy.  When we awoke from his sleeping, it was still dark.  He looked at his watch and it said 10:00 am.  He walked around the house but saw no one.  But he could hear the voices of his family.  He went into the basement while following a trail of blood.  He went into the furnace area and saw a blood stained bag. He opened the bag. Inside he saw his family, but they were in a bunch of pieces. He heard a growl.  It was his stomach.  He grabbed the bag and took it upstairs.  He turned on the over.  He threw the bag in and waited.  After one hour he pulled the bag out, dumped the body parts on the table and ate up.

October 23, 1993

Why do people smoke? Smoking is bad for you. I think they should just ban the production of it. Why do people take drugs? Because they taste good. And they make you want more more and if you take more you get high.  Arrgh.... and then you become crazy Arrgh.. Then you have to take a rehabilitation class. Arrgh... I think I'm going crazy. I don't know what to do. What can I do? I'm hopeless. Cough! Cough! I don't smoke. Hay you what are you doing here? Hey where did you go?