whatever I feel like writing

Wow

Parents are the best and the worst thing ever. They make your lunch, make you dinner, all is great. But they also yell at you and boss you around. I guess that's there job so, I guess we move on. My mom is the best. I don't really know about my dad anymore. Anyway,
Sometimes I wonder about the color of things. I mean I know all about the eyes and the cones that then emulate color but how do we all see the same thing? Does it have to do with the brain saying "oh that's a stop sign. It's supposed to be red!" What about apples? There all kinds of colors...?  Like how do thy know there greens apples, or red apples.... Maybe we don't? Who knows.....

Right now I waiting to get in trouble with nothing to do. I'm half way through to kill a mockingbird and I really like it. Atticus is my favorite character and Scout is close second. They remind me a lot like myself. Bored. Nothing to do.