I should give my readers a break and stop talking about Lord of the Rings. Besides, reviewers don't like ramblings.

i am home alone today. Both of my parents have to work while I kick back and enjoy my four-day weekend. I managed to do all my homework yesterday, between reading "The Two Towers" and listening to some music. I actually like working now. There's no feeling like the feeling you have when you accomplish something. When I go back and see pages filled with notes, 100% on the quizzes and such, my heart fills with pride and I weep like a baby... Whoa, that's a little too much. What I meant to say is that I did extra credit for History class, and if I don't get an A in this quarter...well, it would be sad.

I've been thinking about the point of life lately. Well, I always think about it, but this time I've been asking people what they think is the purpose of life. Most said "reproduction". More original ones came up with something like "to spread sunshine". The point is, I am thinking that reproduction isn't for me. So I will give birth to a cute baby, and in *teen years that cute baby will be rude, will yell at me, will want more freedom and spend lots of money. What happens if my stupid teenager commits suicide, or gets pregnant? What if (s)he runs away? No, reproduction really doesn't seem like a good idea. "Spreading sunshine" as Dot advised seems like a much better idea, but then again, I finish HS, I go to college, I find good job, I spend my life working, I become old, my children abandon me, my husband dies early, I don't have any friends, I die alone in my own corner and people notice weeks later. Do I want a life like that? I think not...

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