Sunday, September 13, 2009

My Neighbors

Oh, my gosh. My neighbors are totally insane sometimes! So my best friend lives across the street and her parents are complete NIGHTMARES!!! I'm not really sure how she can live in that house. It's too small and cramped and everyone is always yelling at everybody else! I'm so glad my family isn't like that. My brother is loud but he's not mean or annoying. Well, he is mean sometimes but I don't take it personally because he says mean stuff to his friends but I'm sure he doesn't really mean any of it.
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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Funny Pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Microtype

This is a program to learn how to type on the computer!
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

OMG! I am like so stressed! I have soccer 6 days out of 7 days for each week! And now, since the SOLs are coming, I am having a HUGE amount of homework!!! And the teachers are getting like super strict and serious! It's so annoying. I don't understand why when SOLs are coming everyone is so hectic and then when they are over, all we do is watch movies and have parties! Right now instead of getting a lot of homework, my brother is just watching movies in school! In almost every class and almost never really doing any work! He comes home and says "I have no homework!" and then I say "Wow, I have a ton!" It is really annoying and I think things should not be crammed and instead of cramming then the teachers should start review for SOLs earlier! And then it is almost bearable! I am SO ready for summer to come! I can't wait until my camps start!

Friday, April 24, 2009

Gross/Interesting Facts

I am seriously scared to eat chocolate now! Here's why:

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

"It's supposed be a little bit smaller than the one that knocked out the dinosaurs." My dad said in a positive voice. "That's good right?" I don't think he realized how much trouble we'll be in. It was so long ago that the dinosaurs were around, that people completely forgot about them. Until now.
"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

So during spring break I am going to be mostly at my grandma's house in NH! I love her house! It always has a certain smell to it and all her furniture is exactly the same everytime I go. I am also going to see my uncles and some of my cousins! My cousins are soooooooooo cute!!!!!! And my grandma has a pond in the back of her yard and it is fun to catch frogs!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

My Parents... SHUT UP you know?

Everyone is getting something they want! Lots of my friends are happy with how things are going at school. Social and academic! I'm really happy for them! And it's not like I'm not happy at school, my grades are good. But I'm just kind of bored and my grades are kind of effortless. And if any teacher sees this, I'm not saying that you need to make your courses harder! I'm just saying that I'm a genius! Ha ha I'm kidding. And two of my friends have boyfriends that they wanted and I'm just sooooooooo bored. And I play travel soccer but my parents are really strict about it. They say I'm not trying my hardest and I'm being selfish because I'm not helping out my team or whatever! My mom was making me feel really bad and I honestly do not think I am doing that terrible! I think my parents want me to be some proffesional soccer player! And the truth is that I'm not good enough for that! I mean I'm not bragging but I am good but I just DO NOT like my coach or how my parents are pushing me! I just want them to SHUT UP. It really sucks. My mom says that some of the worst players on my team are looking better than me! And then the other issue with my travel soccer performance is me playing goalie! People tell me that I am a really good goalie, and I guess I am but I do not like it as much as the field! And my parents say that I am better at goalie than I am on the field. My coach and they say that unless I am fonominal in the field, then I will be put in as 50% goalie! It sucks! They are making me feel really crappy. I really DO NOT like my parents right now. And my mom is bugging me about eating healthy because she thinks I am getting fat. I DO NOT like it when people remark on other people's weight! And especially my own weight. I am not blind. I know what's happening with me all the time, and I don't need ANYONE else to tell me! And my BEST FRIEND teases me about my weight sometimes too! And other sucky things that are happening in my life right now is my grandma was just in the hospital because she has cancer or something and she was taking this medicine for it but it made her hand really numb. And my brother, who has A.D.H.D, is having a hard time in school because his English teacher is really disorganized and keeps changing tests and quizzes! Also, he is having a REALLY bad time with his baseball coach! The baseball coach is freaking everyone out because he is REALLY intense and mean! He actually hit a kid on the cheek already! But it wasn't like with a lot of force but it was still over the line! And my cousin is mad at me because she showed me her youtube videos and my mom saw me watching them and then she told my unlce who told my cousin's mom and now my cousin is about to get grounded! I didn't know she wasn't allowed to have youtube videos! And I'm about to go see her next week during spring break and I don't want her to be mad at me! And my dad has a pinch nerve or something and he has been really cranky lately! My mom has been really cranky also because she has been pissed about my brother's school and baseball problems, and my soccer and "eating healthy problems"! I am in a really bad mood.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Music Rocks!

Oh my god. I have been listening to so much music lately! I listen EVERY time I am in the car, and I listen almost every time I am walking from or to the bus! And also I am listening while I am in the bus and in Creative Writing class and sometimes in Core + class! If anyone has questions about songs on 99.5 then I probably will know them. I LOVE music! In English today, we have these warm ups and today we had to explain what the world would be like without music! It would be AWFUL! There would be so much unemployment and almost everyone would be sad and bored! Think of all the times that you listen to music during the week or day! Then you know that it's a lot. It would totally suck if music was illegal. Wouldn't it? And Rihanna and Britney Spears wouldn't have jobs! So... yeah! What are your favorite songs? I don't really know what to write about. Right now I'm listening to a song called Milkshake! I'm sure a lot of you know it... haha!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Wow I'm soooooooo bored.

Lalalalalalala.

You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder!

Just Talking About School and Stuff... IT SUCKS.

School is really annoying sometimes. My school has A LOT of projects during the year. And I don't really like presenting in front of people. I know that a lot of people don't either. It's annoying. Because you know that the class clowns or "popular people" are always laughing about something and you always think that they are laughing about you. And I hate it when there is mroe than one important project at a time! Like this week I have to present a French project, and then I had to finish presenting my Health project with my friend Undrakh (it's not that bad to present when you aren't the only one up there). And the people before us were really funny so that lightened the atmosphere! And then my American Studies teacher assigned us a project due five days later! It sucks! Does everyone agree? I think so. But some projects are actually kind of fun! Like in Science, I had to make a 3D animal cell and I made it out of a cake! It was really cool because for the organelles and parts of the cell, I made out of candy! And I was allowed to eat the cake after! Well actually I could have served it to the class (and because I didn't they got mad, but whatever) but they had already had two cakes, so they could deal with it! The nucleus was made from some old candy called a Sno Ball! It was big and fat and squishy and had some like cream and chocolate cake inside! It was sooooooooo cool! You know what I hate? Drama. It's so stupid! I know this girl that got SUPER mad at me for "flicking her off" with my ring finger! I was really excited that day because it was like the last week of school and I was in a good mood and then that night she started talking to me on chat. She started getting really "upset" because I was "acting like a different person"! So stupid... but she's nicer now. Well... not really. I talk about it later.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I'm Sorry

Mother, it's Susie

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...


This is the hottest guy in the world by the way... anyone who doesn't agree is stupid. Ha ha just kidding.
But it's true.

Top 5 hottest guys

Ok so I have seen many people put there top 5 hottest guys list up on their blog. AND FRANKLY I THINK THEY ARE INSANE! This is the real top 5 hottest guys list:

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, I'm excited and I have no idea what to write about. I guess I'll write about those feelings I just listed.
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:


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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

The HB Dances are a lot of fun. They are WAY more fun than the Little Falls Dance! I bet almost everyone will agree with me. But what are really annoying about the HB Dances are the fliers they put out in the hallway! I walk around the hall ripping down every single one I see! They are decorated very messy, and THEY ARE EVERYWHERE! They are very distracting and I DO NOT like them! And yes, I'm probably overreacting, but whatever. Whenever I rip down one there always seems to be another one that pops up! The HB Dances are more fun than the LFD's because you know mostly all the people there, and it isn't awkward. It is smaller and not as hot. And when you need to go to the bathroom, there isn't this whole gang of girls gossiping and fixing their hair! In my experience, people are nicer at the HB Dances. One time at the LFD, my friend was dancing and some boy comes up to her and says "Are you a boy or a girl? I'm just wondering." And he laughs and runs away! Nothing like that has happened at the HB Dance so far in my experience. I thought that was really mean and insulting. Even if your friends from HB Woodlawn bring their friends to the Middle School Dance, it is still fun and comfortable. There are dance competitions, and better music there than the LFD. The LFD (so I've heard) has had many cases of drugs, smoking, beatings and things like that. So if you have a choice to go to the HB Middle School Dance or the Little Falls Dance, you DEFINETLY should go to the HB Middle School Dance!!!!!! Trust me...

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!"

Thursday, January 8, 2009

I Have A Really Big House In Miami!

Chapter 6

A Disturbing Night

Robbie had his arm around my shoulder while we walked into the theater. It was uncomfortable but also sweet. I always hate it when you're walking and talking in the hallways of the movie theater, and then when you walk into the theater for your movie, you finish your sentence and you feel like you were yelling and interrupting the movie, just because it was all quiet in there! That makes me nervous... I don't know why. I tell Robbie this, and he says

"Oh my god, me too! That is so cool!" And it didn't sound like he was saying that just to agree with me, it sounded like that was an honest thing that we had in common! That is cool! He was just quivering with excitement as we entered the theater! I was looking up at his face, and I finally realized how tall he was! He must be 6"4'! Then he stopped cold. His body froze but got hot as if he was nervous. I was still looking at his face as his features tightened into an almost scared expression. I didn't know what he was looking at until I looked in the same direction he was. I saw a very bulky man with his muscles rippling through his arms. He looked about 40 years old maybe but still young. He had some facial hair but not that much. He looked mad. I couldn't understand how Robbie knew him, but he seemed to. Robbie looked like he was in pain.
"Hey Robbie. Are you alright? Who is that?" I whispered in his ear so that the man won't hear me. Robbie didn't answer. He just stared ahead.
"What are you doing here?" Robbie asked in a defensive voice.
"You mean you aren't happy to see me?" the man sneered. He flashed a devilish smile.
"Answer the question." I couldn't make sense of anything. Robbie looked so mad and the man looked so sinister. The man just chuckled and left the theater. Robbie stared after him as if he was ready to defend himself if something happened. I didn't notice until now that the whole talk was whispers. Because no one in the theater seemed to notice us in the doorway. I could feel how tense Robbie was and I was scared. There was just WAY to much tension in that conversation to not be concerned.
"Robbie. Who. Was. That?" I asked nervously while we walked to our seats.