uh sometime ago... on a wednesday...

So since yesterday marked the ? week anniversary of my first experience with car trouble, I will tell ya'll about it.


We were driving to church. My sister, a friend of ours, and me. (yes, i drive). I can't exactly tell you the location of our church or really the location of anywhere because i am strictly forbidden to do so. ;)
 Anywayss the church is about 30 min to an hour away......
I was driving the stick-shift. (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH) and we were on a long road with no side roads or places to pull off (if you know me just ask and ill tell you the street). well we were sitting there in traffic just talking then i look at the car in front of me and i see a little puff of smoke coming out of OUR CAR! ahh. I asked my sister(who was in the front seat) "is that coming out of our car? is that really smoke or just a mirage?" she's like "no, thats definitely smoke". at this point i am seconds away from a full fledged panic attack. i've never had one before but i could feel it comin'. I'm like "ohmygosh are you kidding me?!?!?!"
*Que panic attack*
I burst into tears and start literally hyperventilating. my sister is like "sydney, calm down. you HAVE to drive and pull over. you cant just stay here". so through my tears i start the car and drive to a little place where the bus stops to pick up people. we pulled over there. my friend, who lives kinda close, called her mom to come and we called our dad.
Now comes the funny part.
just kidding, there is no funny part to this story.
So we are standing on the side of the road and these are the thoughts going through my head.. "ohgosh, someone is going to stop and "help" us and then kidnap us." "don't stop" "don't stop" "hey, look there's a police officer, surely he's going to stop and help THREE GIRLS" *doesn't stop* "darn".
Plus we couldn't get put hood up because I wasn't going to burn my self, hell-o! we didn't need anymore problems. Luckily this man in a rescue truck stopped and opened our hood. he told us not to touch anything. yes, sir no need to tell me twice. (:
then my sister looks over and there is this man sitting in his car taking PICTURES of US. YES, you read right. PICTURES. oh.my.gosh. that made me so mad. some idiot is sitting in his car, probably blasting the AC and taking pictures of a random BREAKDOWN on the side of the road. they must not have breakdowns in canada. yeah, thats where he was from.
okay, now i WOULD take pictures of an accident if there were helicopters and firetrucks and police cars, but not of just a car and some people. if i did my camera would be full of pictures.
so then my friends mom got there and looked at the car and then my dad got there, i took his car and he poured water in the car and drove it all the way home. NO.PROBLEMS.AT.ALL. i think that car hates me because i have said so many horrible things about it. and refused to drive it.


well anyway we made it to church on time, which was great.


the moral of the story is: don't take pictures of breakdowns because if you ever see the person again, she will probably stomp on your toe.


thanks for reading!
~Sydneyyyy(:


PS at least THREE(3) police officers went past. no one stopped. no one helped. no one did their job. It was like the story of the good Samaritan without having a good Samaritan. Pathetic.

is anyone out there?

Dear new readers,
I LOVE YOU!
no, literally, i LOVE you. <3
Thanks for reading, and hopefully laughing as much as i wish i could.

~Sydneyyyyyy (:

PS Thanks to my lovely sissy who texted her entire phonebook and let them know about this bloggggg because i was too embarrassed to do so. (:

i stink at math.

Math. Love it or hate it. I, for one, happen to HATE it. From the very pit of my soul. ah.
So this is sorta embarrassing for me but i am gonna just swallow my pride and get on with it.
I was doing this problem for literally 1 hour. ONE HOUR!


-5(-7+3*6-4)^2 {the little "^2" means "squared"}
looks easy enough, right? WRONG.
well here were my steps.
do do doo... (ps i will put my thoughts on the side)
-5(-7+3*6-4)^2  great. sydney, you CAN do this. *breathe*
-5(-7+18-4)^2 okay one step down...
-5(11-4)^2 wow this is easier then it looks. hmm
-5(7)^2 almost done, see sydney, you can do it.
-35^2 almosttttttt thereeeeee
1,225. *looks at answer* *WRONG* ahhhhh what did i do wrong?!?!
okay let's try it again.


this time i'll double check EVERY thing with a calculator.
-5(-7+3*6-4)^2 *checks to make sure 3*6 really does =18*
-5(-7+18-4)^2 it does. *checks to make sure -7+18=11*
-5(11-4)^2 it does. *checks to make sure 11-4 really is 7*
-5(7)^2 thats correct. where am i going wrong??
-35^2
1,225. still.the.same.darn.answer. argh.


well i'm trying it again. this time a bit different.


-5(-7+3*6-4)^2
-5(-7+18-4)^2
-5(11-4)^2
-5(7)^2
-5(14)
-70. not.even.close.


(can anyone see my mistake yet?)


well apparently 7^2 does NOT =14.
7^2 equals 49. ahhhhhhhhhh the ONLY one i did not check because i was soo sure of my math skillz.


and now it checks out.
-5(-7+3*6-4)^2
-5(-7+18-4)^2
-5(11-4)^2
-5(7)^2
-5(49)
-245


yeah, i stink at math. poor me.


thanks for reading.
~Sydney

I can't cook. I can make mac-n-cheese and pasta. I can pour tomato sauce and meatballs into the crockpot, but i can't COOK. The other day I was going to make cupcakes (from the box = easiest thing to bake. ever)
and I got all the ingredients and mixed it together. It looked a little strange and the batter wasn't as runny as usual. I thought that was just because it was a different brand. I was wrong. Apparently I "forgot" to add the THREE eggs it called for. yikes. I now know what cupcakes look like when you don't add eggs. My mom was laughing so hard. I was not. We were having people over for dinner and that was supposed to be the dessert. Luckily, I had made cookie dough (from scratch) that day as well, so we were saved. I don't know how i can make cookies dough from scratch and not make cupcakes from a BOX? ahhh. I am now only allowed to cook one thing a day, for my the health of my family. and for my sanity.

well that's all for now. i have to figure out how to post a picture of those disgusting things.

thanks for reading
~Sydney

PS here are the pictures...
yeah i know "sydney" and "cooking" or "baking" should NEVER be in the same sentence.
cupcakes=fail.

Drafts?

Hey guys!
I have tried to post everyday but i just end up with a draft. argh. I like making lists and i think of them in my head but when i sit down at the computer my mind goes blankkkkkkkkkkk............... ahhh thats what old age does to ya. (:
Well If you have any ideas or stuff you want me to write about let me knowwwwwww. until then i just wait. and wait. and wait. because i dont have any readers. ): poor me.

Thanks for reading!
~Sydney<3

Random Tuesday.

Hi!
Today is a normal, lame day.
School and school.

As i sit at my laptop, i can hear my little brother's Spanish video. Yeah, another homeschooling red flag. no more NORMAL videos only "educational" videos. :-0 I guess when he goes to college he can say that he's been taking foreign language for 16 years. wow.

When i write these posts, i will try to make them grammatically correct, but frankly I don't care that much and I am pretty lazy. ;) sorry.

Gosh, i had all these good topics to post about. But, of course, I can't remember. Lovely.

Well, if i remember, ill post later. But, for now, ta-ta. <3

Thanks for reading.
~Sydney

You know you live in a homeschooling house when..

1. Your mom teaches your siblings the correct spelling of curse words because she can't have the kids spelling them incorrectly. "Just because they can't say those words doesn't mean they can't know how to spell them correctly."

2. The kids think that "faggot" is an element on the periodic table of the elements.

3. You get milkshakes as a surprise when you find all your "president coloring sheets".

4. EVERY place we go is considered a "field trip".

5. Your parents call your house "(last name) academy" and want you to answer the phone that way as well. (ie Good afternoon, (last name) academy, this is ___ speaking") and they think its hysterical.

6. When your mom gets together with friends, they only talk about school stuff. So much for the juicy gossip.

7. People ask you constantly- "Do you have friends?", "Will your parents homeschool you through college?", "Are you sheltered?"*

8. You see your little sister playing with stuffed animals and she says, "What? I'm Laura Welch Bush, ya'know the president's wife. She loved reading to her stuffed animals."

9. Instead of knowing the popular songs, we know history put INTO a song. Don't ask.

10. And last but not least-Its like Christmas morning when your NEW school books arrive. Never I have seen MY MOM more excited.

*Those are not the only questions you get on a daily basis. More include: "Do you wear your pajamas to school?", "Have you ever had a boyfriend?", "Are you allowed to wear pants?" (????). plus many more that i'm to lazy to think of or type.

Thanks for reading
~Sydney

My new blog.

Hi, I decided to make a blog about my life.
I was bored and yada yada yada.
so i hope you enjoy my wonderful, interesting, and otherwise lame posts.
haha (:
~Sydney