Yes, Kindergardeners count as do colorful puppets that live on a street named after seeds that are put ontop of hamburger buns.

1. TracFones fail. I have a TracFone it was supposed to expire two days ago because I forgot to add airtime. Well, it didn't. I still added airtime to it today. Apparently there's no such thing as an expiration date on it and that's just a lie.

2. Two years ago, my brother signed for a cruise. Now with the oil in Gulf, not many people would want to take a cruise in the Gulf. My brother signed up for one near Alaska. Two years ago. He obviously has great foresight!

3. Oh my Gresh alliterations are amusing to be able to use in writing! Now just to figure out how to describe Tren Krom in an alliteration. Also on the subject of Unaware, of the 1500 words thus far, this paragraph would have to be one of my personal favorites. I'll be revising it to make it sound smoother though.

The Le-Matoran were the daredevils of the City of Legends. The Ta-Matoran sat in their warm huts carving masks while the Onu-Matoran sat around in their dusty living library. The Ga-Matoran were in school, studying microscopic protodites and the Ko-Matoran sat aloft in their high towers, examining the heavens, searching for some reason for their existance. But the Le-Matoran were the ones on an adventure everyday. Sometimes one would die, but they would die in an adreniline rush, rather than falling into a hot vat of lava or falling out of a Knowledge Tower window while trying to fix a telescope –secretly, he suspected that Ko-Matoran were so laid back, that fixing a telescope gave them an adreniline rush – however the Le-Matoran were the ones who made the most of life.