Scrambled Post, and I think there's a Would You Rather in Here Somewhere...

It was so hot this week. I had to take cold showers every night just so I wouldn't completely roast when I was in bed. And then I had to go to aerial too, and wearing leggings on a day that hot was no fun. Everyone pretty much died at school. Seventy-five percent of the campus is outdoors. *whimpers* 
So yesterday was Mary Rose's friend Katie's ninth birthday pool party and I went because Katie is Em's cousin and it's been so hot that I couldn't resist jumping into a pool, even if it was completely taken over by five to nine year old girls. So that's what Em and I did. And Hannah and her sister Brooke and my friend Therese were there too, so it was a win-win. We basically ate too much candy and accidentally kicked each other in the pool and did handstands in the grass and danced around to country music.
So yeah.
I went to a nine year old's birthday party and it was the funnest (THAT'S A WORD) thing I've done all week. 

I also had my first biology test yesterday and I think I aced it! I know this stupid little song that helps you remember the seven levels of biological classification, and though it's dumb, it works. Kingdom, Phylum, Class, Order, Family, Genus, Species. All stuffed in my brain forever to a catchy tune that drives you just a little bit crazy. But then there's the five kingdoms and metabolism and prokaryotic cells and the like and I have no songs for those. But despite that, I did really well! 

But enough with that. Let's play Would You Rather. 

1. Would you rather have to wear only blue for a week or only red for a week? 
2. Would you rather drink tea or coffee? 
3. Would you rather listen to country music or pop? 
4. Would you rather jump into a pool on a really hot day or bundle up in a blanket with hot chocolate by the fire on a super cold day? 
5. Would you rather spend the whole day with all your best friends doing crazy things or read the day away in you room with chocolate and tea and dream about magical, fictional places? 
6. Would you rather eat a giant bug or get stung by a bee? 
7. Would you rather have breakfast in a hot air balloon or dinner in a castle? 
8. Would you rather live without electricity or indoor plumbing? 
9. Would you rather run barefoot over broken glass or hot coals? 
10. Would you rather live in a mansion or on a farm? 

Let me know in the comments! I'd love to hear your answers. 

Yesterday at the party, a friend of my mom's was dropping off her little kids and I went over and said hi. She told me that she's super excited to read my novel when it's done. 
It makes me happy that people what to read what I'm writing. I've had a lot of people ask me about it and tell me that they can't wait to read it. I'm glad that people actually care, I didn't really expect that. But so far, the only ones who have read my novel are me and Leslie. I'm a little nervous, just because I want people to like it, and I don't tend to take criticism well and also, because right now it's mine. If everyone starts reading it, it's not mine anymore, and I'm afraid they won't like what they see. 
Not that I don't want people to read it. It's just that, other than poems I've done for English class, I don't usually write for others. So it'll take some getting used to. 
My English teacher is also writing a book, and she told us that writers write for the world. I don't think that's necessarily true. I write for me. I write what I want to say, not what the world wants to read. So I guess I really shouldn't be worried about people reading my novel, but's IT'S KIND OF SCARY OKAY?? 
I'm supposed to be babysitting right now. Before my dad left, his exact words were, "Mom'll be home soon, so just make sure everyone stays alive until then." 
I'd better go do that. Babysitter of the year. 
--Abs