Joong-Wong

My mother has been making friends with our Korean neighbors. She tutors the two boys, and Rose and Joel take art classes from their mom. Also, Rose and I take turns "tutoring" the younger boy, Joong-Wong.(I'm not sure if I really spelled that right...but who's going to correct me, really?) "Tutoring" means reading to him and watching this incredibly smart third grader work on spelling words. And then we play Scrabble.

None of this is to help him with his actual school work...his mom just wants him to really love reading. And he doesn't mind spending an extra hour twice a week on spelling and reading. This kid is highly entertaining. I'm reading him this book he brought with him...it's called Gregor, and it's about some weird underworld. The chapter I read today involved giant bats...yeah, it was weird.

Anyway, I just wanted to introduce you all to my new friend Joong-Wong and his family...because I'm sure that there will be more to share about them in the future. :)

I <3 Heroes!

So, the school year has been going on for a several weeks now, and September is almost over. This means Beth is bored. Sure, October is fun in it's own way...but not really till the end, with pumpkins and costumes and all that. Right now it's all kind of...well, blah.

Well, thank goodness prime time television has come to the rescue! Heroes is starting tonight, and Joel and I await this evening quite anxiously. Is Nikki really dead?(please, please let her be dead...) Will Peter save the day? Will Claire become less annoying and cheerleader-y?

Let me explain myself. In the last few years, I have watched very little television. There was nothing very worth taking the time to watch, and ballet classes were always in the evenings when I would normally be watching TV. So I didn't mind, I liked the fact that I was not bound to the television every weekday night. Also, I hate jumping in the middle of a series that has been going on for awhile. I like to know what's happening.

Then that whole writers' strike thing happened. And there was no TV for months. And I didn't dance anymore...giving me lots of time to check out station websites and catch up on a lot of TV...

Which means that this fall, I am excited for Heroes, Pushing Daisies, Chuck, and The Office, among...even more worthless TV. How exciting. At least now I have something to do with my time...

Yeah, you can say it. I should find something better to do, and to write about...:)

A Day in the Life...

So I guess life has slowed down a lot...because here is my daily schedule. (Some variation as to order, but that's about it.)

1. Wake up late.
2. Eat some sort of sugar filled breakfast cereal.
3. School. This usually lasts me about 3 hours. Yeah...it's easy.
4. Eat Lunch.
5. Take a nap. Seriously...every day.
6. Play games on the computer with Joel. (Zoo Tycoon. We built a Zoo. It's very realistic, except for the Saber-Toothed Cats.)
7. Read a book/bug my siblings while waiting for my dad to get home.
8. Eat dinner. At dinner, we share something that we read about in the paper that day. It's very enlightening, especially since Rose's story today is about Taylor Swift, Joel's is about Legos, and mine is about a public race track where people can bring there own cars and train to drive 200 mph through a twisting track. All for the low, low price of $200. Cool, right?
9. Play games on my dad's computer until my boyfriend calls.
10. Go to sleep.

And then Repeat, with the small variation of going to church on Sundays and Wednesdays.

So I think what we've established here is...I need a life. And soon.

I'm back, ladies and gentlemen!

While I am eternally grateful for the many suggestions I received concerning my last post, I think it would be totally uncharacteristic of me to actually use any of them. I mean, really...I'm just weird like that. So anyway, I thought of something all on my own! I know you are all SO proud.

Anyway.


I've noticed something about myself recently. I have the amazing ability to block out truly unpleasant memories. I actually forget about them. Like, going to the doctor for a physical...I never remember much about it. The horrifying idea of having to wear those hospital gown things that barely cover you...yeah, I just block it out. I mean, I KNOW it happened, but the memory of it is very vague. I think this is a useful skill, but at times it isn't very helpful. I mean, if I don't remember, I don't fully know how to prepare myself the next time around. It's like, I know it'll be unpleasant, but the unpleasantness is so very vague, that it seems it will be sunshine and daisies or something by the time I actually get around to doing it again. That, I think, is what happened with this.




Seriously. That's totally creepy.

and looking back on this movie, I remember happy things. Toot Sweet candy a Truly Scrumptious. Not horrifying child sniffer man with a creepy nose for smelling out kids! COME ON! They let kids watch this? No wonder I blocked it out!

Blah Blah Blah!

I have realized something. It's huge. It's monumental. It's absolutely horrifying. Well....maybe not.


I have nothing to say.


Seriously. Life is THAT uneventful. I need suggestions...something, ANYTHING to boost my creativity here. Come on, people, help me out! I need to vent about something on this little blog here, but as of today I have absolutely nothing to write about. GIVE ME SOMETHING!

Confessions...

Alright, so, I was eating sushi with Magen the other night, and after we had a long conversation, she said I needed to post here. To tell you all that I, Beth, have a boyfriend. That's right, I've gone over the deep end. I've bitten the dust. And so far, so good. Please leave any advice, comments, or insults you see fit. That's all I really had to say, and I can't even make it into a long and interesting post because so far in our relationship, we have only had phone conversations. He lives in another town, you see...but I'll be seeing him tonight, so maybe some hilarity will take place and I can tell ya'll 'bout it. Anyway, I'm done rambling now! Have a lovely Saturday!

Grade School Camp

Here at camp, some interesting things happen. Most of them when I am tired. At the end of last week, when the grade school girls were cleaning up their things to go home, this amusing thing happened...

I was counseling with Grace, and we had a camper named Grace, which causes some confusion. Camper Grace's friend Allie is kind of...um...bossy. And Camper Grace is very quiet and shy. Interseting combination. The following conversation took place last Friday.

Allie: Grace, can you help me?
Grace: Sure. What do you need?
Allie: NOT YOU! I MEANT THE OTHER GRACE!!!!
Grace: Oh...sorry.
Allie: Well, you've been doing that ALL week!

Me: (To counselor Grace) Sheesh! Stop answering to your own name!!!
Grace: SORRY!


At another day, Camper Grace sits, fidgeting, at the dinner table.

Allie: Stop it!
Grace: Sorry, I keep forgetting.
Allie: It's okay. I think I know what your problem is.
...
Allie: You just get a little too excited sometimes!!!


yeah...true facts.