So, recently, I've come across some funny facts that have to do with the low speed limit a long time ago. For example, Teddy Roosevelt was the police commissioner of New York City in 1895 when he formed the "Bicycle Squad." Members of the squad chased down speeders who exceeded the speed limit of 8 miles per hour. Another fact, the first person to be killed by a car (in it or by it, I can't remember)... well, how to finish that sentence, I don't know, but the car was going a very, very high speed of... wait for it.... wait for it... 4 mph!
So today in Science we dissected sand. It is the kind of job you would give to somebody as torture. my teacher gave everybody a small pile of sand and we had to sort all the itty bitty pieces into piles of granite, feldspar, magnetite, mica, quartz, limestone, and organic material. Sooooooo frustrating!
well.... everybody in the united states probably knows that already.... unless their some sort of hermit living in a cave far away from any sort of civilization... but whatever
So last night at a Super Bowl Party at my cousin's house, I got bored and started jogging on their treadmill. Then, my sister comes up and speeds it up to, like, 60 mph, and I fall, skin both my knees, and roll off. Appearently, she's always wanted to watch somebody fall off a treadmill and I was her lucky victim.
Today i feel sick. But that's kinda ok because this is the first Satudray in a lllooonnnnggg time that I don't have to go to a swim meet or anything else on.
Anyways.... Last night I was dreaming I was on top of a ski hill, and I was really thirsty. There were tons of other people there, too, all running around looking for water. When I woke up, I was really thirsty and it was really strange.
I was reading the Useless Knowledge today, and found out that there is a phobia for the fear of bald people. Why would somebody be scared of someone without hair?