Goodbye blogs!

The word blog brings many different emotions. Annoyance, anger, joy, and apathy. This year blogs have been my constant companion. Because of this, my feelings towards them are mixed. My last blog question is, what do blogs mean to me?
Blogs are a way to express my feelings. Whether it is obvious or not so obvious, most of the blogs I have written are about how I feel in my every day life. When I am mad, my blogs reflect it. Happy, sad, and any other emotion really.
Blogs are a way to get a good grade. Do them right and you're good to go.
Blogs are troublesome. They are harder to remember than the years of Millard Fillmore's presidency. Okay maybe not that bad, but still.
What ever blogs mean to me, they are over. And I for one can say, good riddance... until I need to vent again.

The cool seat

The back seat of the bus has thrilled many students of many ages. Why? It is bouncy, and..... and well.... I don't know. I guess it just represents "coolness." In elementary school the back seat of the bus was for the "cool kids" who were usually the class clowns and athletic-ish people. In junior high the "cool kids" at the back were the rising jocks, cheerleaders, and some jazz band kids. Sitting at the back was prohibited unless you fit one of these categories. Today, L. and I broke this norm. Though we are not "cool" we sat in the back of the bus. The traditional backseaters walked toward the back, took one look at us, and sat at the front instead. L. and I had a nice bouncy ride and enjoyed the sensation of being cool without all of the side effects.