Of mice & men, cabbages, and kings

People always ask, "Popsicle Toes, what makes you happy?" Often I reply, "Red sweaters, hot chocolate, laughing freely, etc., etc." But of course, then there are books. J'adore les livres. (I adore books) They are a window to worlds unseen. Most recently, I read Homecoming by Cynthia Voight. That is the first time that I felt compelled to pursue a series of books other than Narnia or A Series Of Unfortunate Events. It kept me on the edge of my seat, and wanting more. Isn't that what a book should be about?

Disgusted

Today, we had a pep-rally, and as if that wasn't enough to add to my disgust, people were jeering at this girl, Mandie. I, personally, think that Mandie is mentally-challenged, because of the way that she acts and talks.
Apparently, she is in the Dance Squad, which was also apart of the pep-rally. She didn't know all of the steps, and the ones she did know were rather awkward. People began mockingly cheering for her and yelling her name, all the while saying, "Oh, what a loser!" and "Mandie is soo hot, yeah right!" And to make matters worse, she doesn't know they are laughing at her. I wish that people could see that it isn't funny at others' expense, especially someone who doesn't understand.
Now I know why inhumane comes from human.