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It's very early in the morning as i get ready to go to bed. There are thunderstorms outside so I am having to shut down my computer, I'm thinking most of the campus doesn't even know that it's thundering out, but my Brittney-roomie, said how I could lose all my info sooo...I really don't like even logging off cause my computers new so I always worry that I'll have to enter some password info and not remember so I won't be able to log on! Oh well, Brit shut hers down, she's already sleeping.
I looked outside through my window and the sky is gray with an orange glow from all those lights around Burton, the rains pounding into the asphalt and leaves and the trees and grass. The thunder and possibly lightning, came and then decides that it will wait 40 more minutes to come again, even louder the 2nd time. So now after that, I've decided that I really need to shut down my computer.I guess I can sleep better not having to worry that I'll lose everything on my computer! Goodnight...
"Gretl: Why does it do that?
M: Well, the lightning says something to the thunder and the thunder answers back.
Gretl: The lightning must be nasty.
M: Not really.
Gretl: Why does the thunder get so angry? It makes me want to cry.
M: Well, when anything bothers me and I'm feeling unhappy, I just try and think of nice things.
Children: What kind of things?
M: Uh, well, let me see. Nice things. Daffodils. Green meadows. Skies full of stars. Raindrops on roses. And whiskers on kittens."
I looked outside through my window and the sky is gray with an orange glow from all those lights around Burton, the rains pounding into the asphalt and leaves and the trees and grass. The thunder and possibly lightning, came and then decides that it will wait 40 more minutes to come again, even louder the 2nd time. So now after that, I've decided that I really need to shut down my computer.I guess I can sleep better not having to worry that I'll lose everything on my computer! Goodnight...
"Gretl: Why does it do that?
M: Well, the lightning says something to the thunder and the thunder answers back.
Gretl: The lightning must be nasty.
M: Not really.
Gretl: Why does the thunder get so angry? It makes me want to cry.
M: Well, when anything bothers me and I'm feeling unhappy, I just try and think of nice things.
Children: What kind of things?
M: Uh, well, let me see. Nice things. Daffodils. Green meadows. Skies full of stars. Raindrops on roses. And whiskers on kittens."