Sunday, September 13, 2009
My Neighbors
But I can't believe how my best friends parents treat her sometimes! They act like they don't even love her! I remember one time where the kids had gone to get professional, black and white pictures of themselves and I saw them and they all looked really good! My best friend looked really pretty and her two brothers looked good too. And the parents couldn't stop going on about how good the boys' pictures looked! I don't remember them saying ANYTHING good about my best friend's! I just don't understand life sometimes... and that is a really subtle thing that the parents have done. I've seen much more yelling and screaming at that house than I ever wanted to.
Friday, June 5, 2009
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Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Microtype
It is so fun even though it is educational, but the games on it are SO fun!!!!!!!! I love it so much. Whenever I get extra time on the computer, I really like to play the games on Microtype. The games they have that I like are these:
1. Key-A-Shot: You have 5 sentences to type and there is a basketball for each word. The word that it is for is written on it. If you type the word right, then the basketball is shot and SCORED! Try to type as fast as you can.
2. Connect It: This game is my favorite because in my opinion it is the most fun! What you do is you type 5 sentences and you try to type as fast as you can and when you are over, it gives you a certain amount of seconds to do the rest of the game based on how fast you typed the sentences. Then it uncovers a whole bunch of symbols or little pictures. You have to match all the pictures with another one that is exactly the same! You win that level when you run out of little symbols or pictures. Then, in the next level, you do the exact same thing but the symbols or pictures are harder to match because they are more complex looking.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
SOL's and the End of the School Year
Friday, April 24, 2009
Gross/Interesting Facts
Did you know that the average chocolate bar has at least 8 species of insect in it? They make nests in the piles when the chocolate is being made! So if you don't eat chocolate after this post, I'm sorry but I believe it and it will help you lose weight if you want to!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I'm Scared
"Dad, can we please not talk about this right now?" I asked.
"Sorry sweetheart. " he said affectionately. "But I think humans will definitely survive this!" he said in yet another confident, positive tone. I think he was overly confident. I mean, an asteroid was speeding toward Earth right now! People are making super big spaceships to carry as many humans as possible to a different planet in a different solar system before the Earth ends! And there aren't that many animals left on Earth because of humans so what will be left when it wipes out the animals? I mean, alligators and insects might survive because didn't they survive the last time this happened? To tell you the truth, I am really scared. Like REALLY scared. What if they don't have enough room on the spaceship for me and my family? What if they forget me when they take off and I'm left on Earth all alone, just waiting for my death? What if we predicted the wrong time of when the asteroid will hit and it comes earlier? With all these thoughts and questions swirling in my head, I yelled at my dad.
"STOP TALKING ABOUT IT!" I screamed at him. His face looked slightly embarrassed and extremely surprised. I was also surprised. I am not one to yell at someone else. Especially my father! And ESPECIALLY after just a year ago, when my mother died. She died in a hover craft accident. I don't really like to talk about it. Because it wasn't like I was young and didn't remember... it was last year.
My dad finally summoned up the courage to say something, "I'm sorry, honey. But we will be OK. We'll figure it out." My dad wasn't that good at soothing me. It was just making me angrier!
"But what if we aren't OK dad? What if we don't make it on the spaceship?" I ask, "What if we are here alone while the entire Earth is burning before our eyes? There's so much I haven't done yet dad!" I could feel tears in my eyes. "I'm only 12! I'm supposed to live a long, happy life! That's all I've ever wanted and now that's never going to happen." I was done with my little depressing speech. That is a lot of words for me to say at one time. I don't really talk a lot. I absorb what people say because it is all so interesting to me. I could see my dad feeling sorry for me. And what are those? Am I actually seeing tears in my father's eyes? In MY dad's eyes?! I thought I was never anything like my dad. I am quite, observent, and realistic. My dad is wild, confident, and exciting. I wish I was like him. My mom had walked into the room probably because of my yelling. That's something she doesn't hear everyday.
"Everything OK in here?"
"Oh, everything is just peachy!" I said in a fake, happy voice while wiping away my tears.
"Everything is fine." My dad said to my mom in a voice that really said "Can you go away? I want to be alone to curse at my sucky life."
My mom and I walked out of the room. I knew my mom was going to try to talk to me, so I just ran up to my room as fast as I could.
I'm scared...
Friday, April 3, 2009
Spring Break
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
My Parents... SHUT UP you know?
Friday, March 27, 2009
Music Rocks!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Wow I'm soooooooo bored.
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder!
Just Talking About School and Stuff... IT SUCKS.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I'm Sorry
I hope you haven't forgotten me?
I'm sorry of what I've left you with
I'm sorry I took so many pills
It's just that no one was there for me
Especially when I needed
My brother knew I was depressed
He tried to help
But it wasn't his job to fix it
It was yours
You never payed attention to me
Even when your boyfriend wasn't around
He didn't like me either
No one did but my brother
I'm sorry,
And you should be too.
Friday, February 20, 2009
This is the hottest guy in the world...
Top 5 hottest guys
1. ROBERT PATTINSON (my friend Emma agrees)
2. Shia LaBeouf
3. Zac Efron
4. That dude from the new movie Spectacular on Nickelodean... (I don't know his name)
5. This really hot senior that I'm afraid to put his name up on here in case someone he knows sees it... and five of my friends agree that he's so hot!
Friday, February 13, 2009
An Average Summer Morning
I'm happy because I have been going shopping quite often and I've gotten some cool clothes. And it has been kind of nice outside so I've even been able to wear shorts sometimes!
I'm excited for the summer because my mom just gave me this newspaper with all the camps for the county! And by the way, there is a good number of sucky camps this year! Except one sounds kind of cool... OK I'm getting off track! I'm really looking forward to just being lazy during the summer and hanging around at the pool every day and going shopping with my friends. And bike riding, and shopping! I'm saving up money for the summer because that is when I plan to do a lot of shopping. I can't wait to not have to wear jackets and long pants! And actually I'm not that bored now... I like writing about the summer! I'll write some more! So this is what I want my day to be like during the summer:
I woke up from my comfortable bed. I was so hot last night because the AC wasn't on high enough! I woke up with sweat caked on my forehead. I knew that I should be feeling gross and uncomfortable, but I love the heat! I love summer! So I got out and changed into my T-shirt from Wet Seal and my cut-off jean shorts. I slipped on my pink flip-flops with the red bands. Then I brushed my hair fiercely like I always do. I pulled my now soft hair into a careful ponytail. Making sure that there wasn't any bumps or pop-outs on the top of my head. I hate that!
I could smell my Dad cooking bacon and eggs, and hear my loud brother laughing his gigantic laugh! . He stopped laughing as my mom scolded him for being too loud in the morning. Ha ha! Sucks for him! I walked down the stairs while putting my lip gloss, my cell phone, and my wallet into my pockets. My lip gloss goes in the front right pocket, my cell phone into the front left pocket, and my wallet into my back right pocket. I always have certain places for things in my pockets. "Hey mom!"
"Hey, honey!" she said enthusiastically, "Want some bacon and eggs?"
"Sure." I love bacon and eggs. Especially the bacon! "Hey Dad!"
"Hey." he seemed really tired. He always is. He always passes out on the couch in front of the TV at about 8:00 p.m every night. And then he doesn't actually go to bed until about midnight, and then he reads and falls asleep with the light on and his face laying on his book. I love it! But it really pisses my mom off... she always complains about how he isn't getting enough sleep and that it's bad for his health. Even though it probably is... I still think it's hilarious!
"Hey, Peter." All I got as a reply was a 'Hmph' My brother is 15 years old and almost 16. He likes to ignore me as much as possible. He calls me names and bad words but it's not like it's getting to me. He always thinks that he is the strong sibling and that I will crack under his words, but he must be the stupid sibling!
So I ate my bacon and eggs in silence. Then when I was done I walked up to the counter to put my plate and silver-wear in the dishwasher. It was already 11:00! "Hey mom can Dorothy and Ilana go to the pool with me today?"
"Yeah sure. But you need to read something other than a magazine because you haven't been reading lately. " Oh god. What torture. I have to read a book! Even though I read one every day! But she doesn't know that.
"Mom. I read a book every night! After I go to bed."
"I can't be sure of that."
"Ugh. Fine! I'll read a book!" I hate it when she does this. I read enough! I walked away and down the hall. I patted my dog, Lucky, on the way. As I turned to go up the stairs, two objects, one brown and one blonde flashed by my feet. "God damn it!"
"Anna! Watch your language!"
"Oops! Sorry. The cat almost tripped me!" I walked up the stairs and to the bathroom. Then I sqeezed my toothpaste out and brushed my teeth. I wiped my face and then went to lie down on my bed for a few more minutes. I'll go to the pool later.
I'm so bored
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Thursday, February 12, 2009
The HB Dances
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
I Have A Really Big House In Miami!
Chapter 7
It Was His Dad!
"That was no one." he said in a defensive tone yet again.
"Ronnie! You can't expect me to see that type of tension in a conversation and not be curious!" He saw my point and he decided to tell me who that was.
"That was my dad. . ." he seemed like some screaming would be coming even though we were in a movie theater. But that only made me more concerned and I don't know why he would think I would be mad.
"That was your dad?!" I couldn't make sense of anything. How could father and son act like that?! Why did Ronnie's dad look so evil?! Why was Ronnie in such a defensive position when he was talking to his dad?!
"Yes." I wanted to ask more but his voice rang with finality.
"Oh. OK. . ." I decided to just leave it alone for now. . . I would ask him about it later. The rest of the date went really well accept that I could not sit still with the curiosity and Ronnie was obviously not paying attention to the movie and was instead, staring off into space. I was wondering about why they acted like that together, and where and how and with what Ronnie got those terrible bruises! He had them on his arm and completely down his back. It was horrible. . . it didn't look like a sport injury. . . I didn't know what it was. And then something popped into my head. "Is your dad... abusing you?" It was hard to get the words out because the visuals I had in my head were just so terrible! I mean, to have that type of bruise all down your back... and know that it came from your father. Ronnie looked almost scared now.
"Um... no." Ronnie was a terrible liar.
"Oh my god." I couldn't think. I was standing up. I looked around the theater and I felt about 50 pairs of eyeballs staring back at me. Apparently I had been screaming. I didn't know. I couldn't hear. I couldn't see. Tears welled up in my eyes. It was silly because I wasn't the one being abused, Ronnie was. Yet I was the one that needed comforting. He rubbed his arm up and down my arm.
"It's okay. I'm okay." I couldn't believe how much I was getting to know Ronnie! I mean, before he was just another silly boy in my grade! But know he is a real person with big, real problems. And I knew the most important one. I felt a surge of energy and I burst out of the theater. I didn't know where I was going, I just had to get out of there and get the gruesome visuals out of my head! I burst through the double doors of the movie theater and down the road. I don't know how long I was running, but I finally saw a fire station. I charged toward the doors until someone grabbed me. The thick, muscular arms let me twist around to see the face. It was Ronnie. I didn't know he had been following me. I couldn't speak. I just hugged him and buried my face in his chest. "I was calling for you," he said in a concerned voice, "Did you hear me?" I shook my head against him. He was so tall! "But listen. You can't tell ANYONE about this.If you do... well you can guess." I felt horror flash through my body. "He will get mad."
"But your bruises! I-I-It's terrible! Doesn't it hurt?!" I was a stupid question, but he didn't seem to be in pain at all.
"I'm fine. Are you okay?" I couldn't believe it.
"WHAT?! Am I okay?! WHAT THE HELL?! You're the one who's father is abusing you, and you're asking ME if I'M okay?!" I heard a man yell something inside the fire station. Uh oh. Someone heard me. I was in big trouble. Ronnie said nothing and moved quickly through the back yard. He carried me instead of letting me run beside him. I thought that was kind of insulting. Except there was bigger things to worry about. The yelling of the man became louder. I didn't bother to turn around because it was obvious that he was outside with us.
"HEY!" he yelled at us. "STOP RIGHT THERE!"


