So, when I arose to my all arms octopus alarms this morning, I immediately worked on geometry problems, as without geometry life seems pointless. Father proceeded to go biking during this, despite his bicycle being two-tired. Becoming most hungry, I decided to have boiled eggs today-- they are hard to beat, after all. I then heard a thump across the house, it turned out to be sister. She was giving the brain surgeon a piece of her mind. She's always been this way-- she has the b-negative blood type. For example when she saw a gray hair on her head, she immediately thought she'd dye. And brother just broke into Song now, as he lost his keys again.
Days like this I feel I'm the only sane person alive! I was the only one who was smart enough to avoid working in the blanket factory down the road-- I knew it would fold! I'm also the only one who knows better than to accept the tone of voice the helium gas workers speak in.
I can't blame my parents for this, however. My parents are mixed race, so it can be hard to unify. My father prefers the 200 meters, and my mother is American.
I think I may move to France to avoid them and start a new life-- I hear all the goats are musical there due to all having French horns. And I'll be taking my netbook with me, as I also hear the computers are so slow over there it hertz, so don't worry about that. Besides, whenever I talk about computers, I make my mother board.
The only part I'm unsure on is a profession. Math teachers have too many problems, and teaching fungus to mold student minds sounds awful, too, so I'll likely avoid teaching. But I've no other skills but teaching, so any help is appreciated.

Thanks in advance.