yep, hard to act cool on a sideline when you realize fans are throwing TP down from the stands – it’s like “mmm, what a lovely game – TOILET PAPER – DUCK!!!”
i hardly read a thing yesterday in the midst of being at the game – still…
“capture the flag” and “stealing air” – i had the smart idea to read two elem BOBs this week – honestly, i guess i could’ve chosen worse – but neither was exceptional – that said, they also weren’t like 600 pages long and strange (like the high school BOBs can be) so it wasn’t that bad – and i’d actually recommend stealing air to most of you – it was entertaining – the flag book was just ultra typical – nothing new in it – but i did read it in a day – and that’s always a good thing
“yes, it’s hot in here” – great book coming out about living the life (the dream) as a major league mascot – the book looks into the history of mascots while also weaving personal stories about tryouts and life in the stands – it was a clever book – and made me watch Truman and Aubie a bit different yesterday
last week of journals in 2013 – i expect great things:)
maf
First! Mayfield, you’re early this morning.
First!!!!
First….. maybe
Sarah, Fred, at least we beat Nicole.
Well i wanted to be first…but turns out if i said “first” i would have been the fourth person to say that
Where is Nicole? Fed, did you hold her hostage???
Sarah was in the race this week…. What a twist
I forgot it was Sunday again…….. I’m very talented at forgetting Sunday’s! 🙂 Good job Fred, and Roashaul! No Raychieal, He didn’t get me this time!
Birmingham here we come, watch ou cougars.
Interesting fact: vandy has never missed a bowl game under the direction of james franklin.
Remember those days before everyone fought about being first to post? And I was usually first? *Sigh*
Aaaanyways, Emily made me check the blog. Well, she told me to about 3-4 weeks ago, but the point is, I eventually did!!
(Don’t tell her that. Well, she’ll read this anyways. Hi, Emily.)
I feel like asking a doctor to surgically remove whatever it is in my ear that allows me to hear things for the holidays.
1) CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!, 2) My 6 year old sister screaming, “I WANT A FURBY.” (Which are super creepy if you ask me), 3) Maybe I could experience 20 whole seconds of quiet.
I need to live up to my reputation of “Long-blog Anna”. I’ve been slacking on that. I actually haven’t posted at all.
*Woop! New record achieved.
“What’s my prize?!!?!?!?”
“A big heap of….NOTHING.”
“I hate my life.”
~~~
-Supreme overlord of Bacon and other breakfast-y foods (Except for waffles and pancakes)
🙂
Oh, and I’m off school today. Riverchase Middle got struck by lightning and all the power is out (YAY)!!!!
God struck the schools with lightning just for me. =)
So, I’m at my Grandmother’s house.
Starbucks’ Coffee+Laptop+Nothing to do=
Yay.
Hi Anna! Do you remember me? You probably won’t, but I was in BOB with yo when you were in fifth grade. Thoose were the good old days.
Does anyone else notice that the equals sign looks alot like a peice of bacon. == ==. yeah bacon. Anyways I want to blog on my favorite song in the world. It’s called “This is Halloween” from “The Nightmare Before Cristmas” (BTW, does anyone else get mad when someone ELSE forgets the “The” in the title).
so this is the song for those of you who haven’t heared the song or are just to lazy to look it up:
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn’t you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This – our town of Halloween
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat ’till the neighbours gonna die of fright
In this town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween
I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes with spiders in my hair
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
In this town, we call home,
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
In this town, don’t we love it now?
Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise
Round that corner then, hiding in the trash can
Something’s waiting and it’ll pounce
And how you’ll scream!
This is Halloween; red and black; and slimy green
Aren’t you scared?
Well, that’s just fine!
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night
Everybody scream, everybody scream
In our town of Halloween
I am the clown with the tear – away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace
I am the ‘who’ when you call “who’s there?”
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow in the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright
This is Halloween, this is Halloween,
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween,
Tender lumplings everywhere
Life’s no fun without a good scare
That’s our job, but we’re not mean
In our town of Halloween
In this town, don’t we love it now?
Everyone’s waiting for the next surprise
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin!
This is Halloween, and everybody scream
Won’t you please make way for a very special guy?
Skeleton Jack is king of the pumpkin patch,
Everyone hail to the pumpkin king
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
In this town, we call home
Everyone hails to the pumpkin song
in stanza four, it says “That’s our job, but we’re not mean”. as a little kid the movie would scare the crap out of me. Hearing that reassured me. I felt like there wasn’t anything to be afraid of. Enough about my past, lets continue. The entire song is entroducing each creature most kids fear the most. This should make you feel…better. If you think I’m crazy now, wait till I finish explaining. If any thing that’s scary introduces itself shouldn’t be scary. I don’t think anything that’s about to devour you would be so courteyous to introduce itself before abliterating you. It’s just a waist of breath.
Sorry about the REALLY long comment but I had to educate the people on my favorite topic/obssession (You should be laughing. It’s a pun of of “Jack’s Obssession” which is another song in “The Nightmare Before Christmas) Aidou out.
BTW, Did I break you’re record yet Anna?
Okay well Ellen and her family are all pretty much hiding away at home, except for debra. Jack if pretty much hiding from his parents (they don’t know about the aids thing yet but he feels like telling them, but he’s also afraid to. Pam (ellen’s mom) missed a day of work (only one day because the people she works with take turns on work days) and her dad missed a few days too. jack quit his job but still gets up in the morning and comes back around night so 1) his parents still think he has a job and 2) so he doesn’t have to face them. Ellen also finally told her best freind Annie about what had happened to her, since ellen hadn’t been talking to her and Annie was freaking out.
^
That’s pretty much all what happened in summery
Hunger Games
“I volunteer! I Volunteer as tribute!” Katniss yelled. Katniss was scared, she also heard Prim yelling, “KATNISS! KATNISS! NOO!” Then Prim clung to her arm and would not let go. Katniss told her that it would be ok and to let go of her arm. But Prim was not going to let her sister be killed. Katniss turned around and tugged on her arm. Then felt Prim’s grip loosen, then there was no grip on her arm. Katniss quickly turned around to make sure that one of the gardes had not done anything to Prim. But it had been Gale, Gale had pulled Prim off of Katniss and was carrying Prim on his sholders into the crowed. Prim was still yelling Katniss’s name and saying, “NO!” Katniss walked up onto the stage and the lady asked Katniss what her name was. Katniss told her. Then Effie walked over to the bowl and pulled out a name and it read, “Peeta Mellark”
That is all for today!
Hey all you sixth and seventh graders out there! ‘Tis time for Corbo!
(setting: road to Corbotia)
(Corbo) “Why do you get the awesome horse and all I get are my own two feet?”
“Because all Sethlandish legionnaires have to be able to run for at least a mile without rest.”
“Legionnaire?”
“Yes, you would be an instant centurion/senator.”
“Centurion?”
“You’d be in charge of 100 men in the 12th legion Ave, Imperator, morituri te salutant. Which means Hail, Emperor, We who are about to die salute you, the motto of the ancient roman gladiators from whom we trace our heritage.”
“Okay, but what about Senator?”
“You will be in the imperial senate, in which you will equal power with over 300 people who are all considered second to me.”
“Wow, will I get a horse?”
“Yes, except in times of great need.”
“Darn! Well almost there, we just have to slip past their defenses… give me your horse to make me appear like the ruler I was and make you look like a prisoner, which you aren’t, but just for caution.”
“Fine, I will give you Thunder for the time being.”
(setting: Corbotian palace)
“You there!” yells the guard, “Who are you and what is your business here!”
“I am the Great Corbo! Returned to my people at last!”
“My liege! Is it truly you?”
“Indeed, ’tis I faithful servant, now go tell the rest of the guards I have returned! Oh and get Cole, He let Mayfield’s compatriot capture me!”
“Yes my Lord!”
“That was perfect Corbo!” said Seth, “You got him good, that lie about me “Capturing You” perfect!”
“Wasn’t a lie when we first met.”
“Good point.”
“Here is Cole now, look at the look on his face!”
“Where have you been my lord?” asked Cole, “I mean the nation as a whole has been better off with Jamio as queen, but still i have always been loyal to you.”
“Cole you know where I’ve been, and where’s that mask and wig I gave you?”
“Maybe we should find somewhere more private than out in the Courtyard to converse, don’t you think so too my lord?”
“Yes, yes… to the throne room?”
“Why there?”
“I refused to have cameras put in there.”
“Okay.”
Five minutes later in the throne room:
“So this is the mythical Seth?”
“Yes.”
“And why did you capture Corbo?”
“Because he had came into my territory and I had thought he was a threat to the state of the Sethlandian Empire by discovering it.”
“And your a compatriot of Mayfield, right?”
“Partially… Our agreement was that he could come into our territory in peace if he didn’t attack us and in the event that he did attack us we would come and crush his nation as easily as a swing of the sword.”
“Okay so not a fully treaty, just a cease fire/ peace treaty, right?”
“Correct.”
“Well if what you said about crushing a nation as easily as a swing of your sword… I feel bad for them, and us… we need to get back to Sethland then.”
“Yes. Yes we do, and once we get there you will be known as ambassador Cole.”
“Sounds official.”
“It is official, you will be under my banner till the day you lay in the grave.”
“Okay, time to go now.”
“Yes it is.”
(setting: the road to Sethland.)
“I though this trip would have been more eventful.” said Cole.
“Nope,” said Corbo, “Just like the trip to Corbotia.”
“It’s a drear road, every thing knows to stay away from the road and boundary of my territory or die… here we are.”
“That’s it?”said Cole.
“That’s it.” said Corbo and Seth in perfect unison.
“It’s a cave.”
“Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, you never know what’s inside.” said Seth.
“Yeah Seth, it’s a huge ravine with a rope bridge crossing it.”
“That’s what makes it so easy to defend.”
“Yeah…”
That brings us to the conclusion of Part One, now I will start part two in the future just not tonight.
But anna, you forgot.
Interesting fact: both listed in title are real spellings of the hair under your nose.
Hunger Games
Katniss remembered that name. Then she saw him walk out into the isle, then she thought, “Why him? He is nice! :(” He looked suprised, he had big eyes, then the Guards walked him down the isle. Katniss remembered the day they first met. ” It was a rainy day and Katniss was tired, she could not get anyone to trade with her. She had some of Prim’s old baby clothes. Katniss did not have the heart to go home with no food. Her mom had zoned out. Katniss sat under a tree in the rain. She was digging from the trash. Then a old woman ran out of the bakery and told her to stop. So katniss sat under a tree and then heard yelling. A young boy walked out of the bakery and saw Katniss then looked to see if his mom was still standing there. She waas not. The Mom had yelled Peeta, so Katniss figured that the boy’s name was Peeta. Then the boy through Katniss 4 loaf’s of bread! Katniss took the bread home and they all ate alot. It was like a feast to them because, they usally don’t have that much food. 🙂
That is all for today! Read tomorrow! 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
hi i got to blog twice for today and yesterday!!!
My favorite part of Christmas is watching my family’s expressions as they open their gifts. It is fun to see what they got when you know what they wanted. You can be happy for them and they check out their gift. Christmas is awesome too because Jesus was born. That is definitely something to be celebrated. I like seeing my family that I don’t normally see on Christmas. I really can’t wait for Christmas!!
Big, bright presents underneath the tree,
I shake them, shake them,What could it be?
Some round some square,
There’s lots of presents under there!
I hope I got what I asked for,
Surely i did, there are presents galore!
The tree is so christmas-ey
with it’s ornaments so pretty.
It’s lights shine bright and glow,
They seem to brighten the snow.
The angel, on the top she stands,
Looking better than ever, and oh so grand!
-two really bad christmas peoms! 🙁
ah, peoms, I’d forgotten those… 🙂
I know what we’re all thinking “when do we get to study video games again???”
best class ever, right???
I’m off to play SNES
To mustache: What about nosehairs…?
To Rachile: HI HI HI YOU’RE MY FRIEND. IF YOU DON’T WANT TO BE MY FRIEND JUST…DEAL WITH IT? 🙂
I remember the good ‘ol days, Racheall!
Hehe…I won the medal like 3 points off from you…
Or 1?
I don’t know, but it was CARAAYYZZAE close.
And who is Mustache??
🙂
HAHA. I was about to post something else, and a pop-up said:
You’re posting comments too quickly. Slow down.
Also, don’t press my name. It is utterly useless. I REPEAT, don’t press my name.
(You can’t anyways. SPOILER ALERT.)
Oh, and apparently I look a lot different from last year? :/ I saw one of my friends recently and she was all like, “OH MY GOSH ANNA IS THAT YOU? I DIDN’T RECOGNIZE YOU.”
Ugh.
~Creative~
You lied,
yeah just admit it.
You said you hated her,
as I do.
Now I don’t really care who hates her and who doesn’t,
but yet you only hated her when she was dating your ex.
That’s stupid.
And now you pass me up for her,
you “best friend” for someone you supposedly hate.
Some prep who doesn’t care about anything and acts like a *bleep*,
yeah, you have fun with that.
You come up and say “yeah, you can stop talking about me now”,
well I’m mad, I would usually tell my “best friend” but ya know.
Yeah and now you’re poking me and hugging me,
you seriously think im gonna talk to you.
Why would I?
You lied.
^
Ugh…yeah
Press my name. I dare you.
Haha, I feel so special. I have a blue name like all you other people!!
Also, this is my 202348th post.
I am the supreme master of spamming!
Okay:
Bacon+Spamming+Whatever else I honestly don’t remember=
MEEE
Hey I just cam from the basketball game and about to go to my own practice.
I am going to do an analogy to the Christmas carol ” Little Drummer Boy”
Here’s the song thanks to http://www.carols.org.uk/little_drummer_boy.htm
Little Drummer Boy: Lyrics
Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.
Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?
Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.
Illusion- To the bible
Tone- Uplifting
Metaphor- “Our finest gifts we bring”
Repetition- “pa rum pum pum pum”
Anthropomorphism-“The ox and lamb kept time”
Rhyme- “I have no gift to bring, That’s fit to give the King,”
Rhyme- “Our finest gifts we bring, To lay before the King”
SHOUT OUT 2 MY RUNNING BUDDIE DR.MAF ( I didn’t think doing this on a Christmas carol would be that hard but I was wrong).
You forgot moustaches under your reign
How to Be Like Mike
Life Lessons About Basketball’s Best
By: Pat Williams and Michael Weinreb
“The Tunnel” the mindset Micheal Jordan puts himself into. While he may be looking and talking to you or the press, MJ has really just put himself in “The Tunnel”. MJ’s focus and mental gameplan is part of why he was so good. He was focus on the play at hand not the next play but the one happening right now. He was so focused that one time after a game Jordan was in his imaginary “Tunnel” and kicked over a garbage can and he never knew he did it. MJ always had to have fucus being one of the best to ever play because usually at least two people were guarding him. How does he do it people ask. How does he hit the game winning shot with men all over him. It his mostly his mental game fucus. He has a schedule on what he does before the game and one day he had something scheduled and it got canceled and Jordan was mad because it messed up his schedule and his mental focus.
Hunger Games
“After the encounter with Peeta, Katniss never really talked to him. Katniss wanted to tell him thank you; however, Katniss was to shy to talk to him. Plus, Peeta had lots of friends, Katniss kept to herself.” thought Katniss, when they called out Peeta’s name. Then the guard’s walked Peeta and Katniss to seprate rooms. You could wait in your room untill you family, friends, and other people come to vist you before you get on a train to go to the Capital. First Katniss’s mom and her sister Prim. Katniss told her mom, “You can NOT zone out this time! Don’t zone out like you did when dad died!” Her mom sat there and stared at her, like she could not under stand what Katniss was saying. Prim told Katniss, “You could win, you know how to hunt.” After her family left…
That is all for today! Read again!
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
All I have to say is, why. You know who I am talking to, and you know it is you. Don’t answer me. Just read this and know, all I am asking is why.
Suppppp Peeps! DANCE IS TOMORROW! And i, yes me, have a date with three people….me myself and I LOL. So here are half of my blogs for the week.
“Oh Disco Tree(YES NOW THE PINK TREE HAS A NAME)”
Oh disco tree
Oh disco tree
Your branches blind me.
Oh disco tree
Oh disco tree
You bring me to my knees
How beautiful and dangerous
6th grades Can’t handle it
Oh disco tree
Oh disco tree
You are so pretty
(Break out in rap)
Ddddisco tree
Okay well Ellen went off the college (still close to home, since ya know at any time she could become very sick) and no one there really knows her, and if they did they wouldn’t notice her, well since no one knows her she doesn’t have to get judged or avoided. Debra went back to school and people are very distant from her (i guess they think you can just get aids by being with someone which isn’t true. So they think Debra has it and that they can get it) word spreads fast. Jack killed himself, he didn’t even tell his family about him having aids. And nobody in town knows why he killed himself, but Ellen does, he talked to her, he tried to convince her to commit suicide with him so they could be together and he said that everyone’s lives would be better that way. When Jack’s mom finally figured out her son had aids she got really mad and insisted that Ellen had gave it to him (not the other way around, which is the way it happened) and she refused to think that her perfect son did anything like that. Debra’s best friend stopped being her friend. She just came up to Debra one day and was like “Omg you lied, Ellen was pregnant” (no she wasn’t) “yeah i can’t be your friend anymore”
^
sorry for all the type-o’s, I’m typing fast because i need to get done sorry, i hope you can understand what im typing, but im probably going to go back and fix them, so this sentence is about as useless as the terms and agreements that no one reads.
so, is christmas coming up quick enough for ya’?
yo, i saw anna’s BLOG! Oh my hood, HIIIIIII anna!! I MISS YOU SO BAD! :'(
anyways, i’m gonna see if i can see her anytime soon, you know, like a sleepover. ’cause we be BFF’s!! 🙂
anyways, the books i’ve been reading (which i still have to put on my book log) are WONDERSTRUCK and THE INVENTION OF HUGO CABRET, both by Brian Selznick. they are REALLY thick, but trust me, if you wanted to, you could read the thing in about an hour or so. i’m serious. they both have like, 600 pages or something. it’s sort of like a mix between a flip book, picture book, and novel. cool, huh? in WONDERSTRUCK, the main characters are Ben and Rose (they’re both deaf. Rose was born with it, Ben’s was born being deaf in one ear, the other was struck by lightning.). Ben’s story is in words, and Rose’s in pictures. they’re both set 50 years apart, but they both intertwine at the end. it just so happens that *(SPOILER ALERT)* that Rose is Ben’s grandmother.
here’s my creative. (i submitted this one a couple of years back. it was originally for the shelby county lit mag.) 🙂
“Waterfall”
Spilling from the brim of his teacup
Gurshing from the highest mount
Licking the dust from off the ground
As if his own thirst cannot be quench’d.
Cleaning embedd’d stones, jewels of this riverbed
Smooth from the wearing movement.
White foam flies,
The soppy steam from his cool, wet, crisp tea
Landing on the lips on precious plants
Sipping daintily b’neath the parlor underground.
‘Tis the breath of Waterfall that simply moves the flowering colony
Beneath his handsome chin of glittering stone
Each flourished-green civilain bobbing at his own master’s rolling moisten’d springtime breath
That lingers just above his earthly teacup.
~
yeah, that was it for this week. sorry! heh… 🙂
Blue Hood, peace OUT! 🙂
Made it to Tuscaloosa, sorry that i didn’t sarah. Din’t know my chair yet, but excited.
I’m reading defender and I’m to the part where Cyrus and the people of his village and their allies have attacked a fearsome dragon with a new technique that Cyrus came up with. The strategy worked rather well even though it possibly may have just been luck… Or skill, maybe both, but he pulled it off by defending himself and a fellow healer at his side, tending to the wounds that the dragon may have inflicted on him. Without a healer he nor anyone would be too great because if how powerful a dragon is and how much pain, and damage one can do. Even a regular one can inflict so ugh hurt and they have one of the most powerful ones. There’s my blogging.
Haha! I have my own minion!
BLUESTALKERHOOD, FETCH ME SOME BACON.
Oh, and I rule mustaches? I didn’t know that. Well, I guess I did at one point in time. Duh! *Brainfart*
Flfffmmmmbffrrrmmffrr….
I’m stressed. Exams are this week and the next, and I am having a lot of trouble with the math one. And I have to study for all the other homework assignments and such.
At this school, there isn’t a NO HOMEWORK RULE during exam week.
Ahh…yay…
🙁
One minute, I need to be “long blog Anna”
Well, I guess not. I’m not posting my entire weeks’ worth of homework in one day…=)
So…
HELLO, MEDIUM LENGTH BLOG ANNA.
Hurray!!!
Emily or AnnMarie can take the “Long blog title.”
hehe
hi guys! i’m back YAY!!!!!
I feel the wind in my hair,
Taking in a gulp of fresh air.
I close my eyes in smile,
I’v been riding for a mile.
Lovely horse of chestnut brown,
KA-bump is her hooves’ sound.
She gallops very crisp and clean,
She is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
My ride on her is almost done,
I’ll ride more later, for more fun.
HORSE PEOM!!! YEAH!
now for today:
Polly, the bird of white,
sings her song only at night.
She sing her song on the eleventh hour,
In the top of the thirteenth tower.
I listen to the joyful tune,
As I look up at the moon.
Her song is sweet like sugar,
and soft as a mothers gentle kiss.
Polly ends her song with one last note,
That seems to linger in the air it floats.
BIRD PEOM!!!
I sorry that I’m blogn’ sooo late. I’ve been real busy. Instead of typing about the nightmare before christmas or blab on on lit. skills we already know about, so I might just free write.
I’ve started on a new novel for Nanowrimo next year. Hopefully I can make it longer than 20,000 words by next year. But back to the novel. I wanted to explore the darker side of Louisiana’s bayous. Because of the states history with voodoo, I thought of having that as the original topic. I also thought it would be a good idea if I could use the slain words that you might here while talking to someone who had an extremely thick cajun accent. The only draw back to that almost every word in the novel will be counted as a misspelled word or improper grammer. But enough of the background info., back to the actual free writing.
Voodoo in the Bayou
A man name McClaine is telling his story, about how his wife died and his “gatta” was named after her. He goes on to explain some of his own theories about all of the voodoo that has happened aroud his “pawt” of the swamp/”dis here bayou”. Eventually he recalls some of his own run-in with witch doctors, demonds, ect. To be exact, it was Clavis’ own voodoo that ended up killing his wife.
That’s all I’m revealling for now. Plus I have to sign off. Peace off.
Okay well the meanest thing happened to Debra, she was at the bus stop and this women (FYI debra’s best friend is her friend again, her name is Brenda) threw a bucket of water at her, causing her to become dripping wet. And can you believe this? When she threw the water the womne screamed this at her: “You don’t belong in a school with decent people! You don’t belong with decent young people, you and your whoring family! Maybe this will clean you up!
And Debra and her family don’t even know who this women is. Jack’s mom still doesn’t believe what happened, she came over and started a yelling fight with Ellen’s mom.
After Debra got to school and got cleaned up (to a certain extent) Ellen came and picked her up (since Debra told the principal she got to get out of school) Debra’s mom was supposed to pick her up but Ellen volunteered instead. And Brenda is just there, trying to help and say nice words but she knows good and well that it still won’t physically change anything, it may make Debra happier but she knows that it isn’t going to fix Ellen. Debra knows that she is going hoe to a “normal” life and Debra, Ellen and all their family are never going to be the same.
^
Such a sad story, almost done with it. Why am i sometimes a fast reader and then a slow one other times? I mean what’s up with that bro??
Hunger Games
Then Gale came in. He told her to not be worried, and that she could hunt, like Prim told Katniss. Katniss told Gale, “It is not the same as killing a animal, cause humans have brains.” Gale said, “So do you.” Katniss rolled her eyes. Gale told her one thing after that, “All you have to do is stay alive.” Then a gaurd came in and told Gale it was time to go. Gale and Katniss reached in for a hug and the gaurd yelled, “Time’s UP!” Then one of the gaurds started to pull Gale away, so gale said, “Remember I-” suddenly the door shut while Gale was talking so Katniss never knew what Gale was going to say after I.
that is all! 🙂
Heyy So gotta finish blogging so here it goes
“The Room”
Cannot escape.
From the window
Or the door
Or the floorboards
Just an empty room with a table and
A flashlight.
I sat down.
The walls were dull
With a gray shade
And there was no door
At least i thought so.
The wierd thing was
There was no ceiling just
Darkness
I tried jumping
Nothing
There was a slow rapping at window
I jumped and looked through it.
There before me
Was a man
A dark haired pale man
He was not moving
At all
His finger though was on the window
I looked into his frozen eyes, and at his fingertips.
He was pointing.
I followed it.
There on the wall was red writing.
I was very confused.
This wasn’t here before.
It read.
Beware the cold.
And I noticed frost in the room
Slowly crawling, clinging on the walls.
The room became freezing
And the frost was clinging to me I screamed
There in the window was me, it wasn’t another man
That was me
Or I can take the long blog title tehehe
Hey if it works it works. It’s Thursday and my sister had dance so for the third time this week I was a latchkey child. I also want to say that I do not care for Alex and Sierra on the X-Factor just sayin. And 1D will be back next week so happy dance. I wonder if the orphan child still hate me…
Monday- SOAPSTONE- 12/9/13- Cinder
Speaker- the author (3rd omniscient)
Occasion- Dr. Erland reveled that she is the princess.
Audience- Middle school kids
Purpose- I think the author wrote this because she wanted to get the message, it’s okay to be different, across to readers
Subject- Levena took Cinder as prisoner. Cinder was visited by Dr. Erland. Dr. Erland to her she was the princess. Then he asked her to come to Africa.
Tone- revealing
Tuesday- After- 12/10/13- Alternate Ending
Harry
I’m such an idiot. If I just would have packed my stuff and went to Seattle then I would have been okay. But no, no no no. My idiot self had to talk before I could think anything out in my brain. Now she’s hanging around it. It being Trevor of course. Before I can think of anything to break my phone buzzes. And it’s a text. From Tessa.
Smith just asked my where my Harry was. 🙁
What did you tell him?
The truth.
Well I’m glad you did.
Before I know it I’m on my way to the gym. Punching the ratty old punching bag. I hate Seattle. I hate my brain. I am a terrible person and everyone knows it. Especially Tessa.
Wednesday- After- 12/11/13- POV Shift
Liam
He’s an idiot. He is an idiot and he knows it. He is an idiot. He is an idiot. He is an idiot. On the other hand school’s not the same without Tess. I miss her a lot. When I walk into religion that day Professor Soto gives us a strange topic.
Family. He says family can and can’t be chosen. Of course you can and can’t. You can’t chose your mom and dad but your other family your adoptive family if you will. I pull out my journal. Before I know it classed is dismissed and I have written over ten paragraphs about one subject. And that subject is… Tessa.
Thursday- After- Creative- 12/12/13
Joci’s POV
“Up next we have a very special guest she came here all the way from Ireland and she has a very special story.” Ellen said. I know. I know. Ellen DeGeneres the Ellen. That’s why I called her Ellen. And I know what you think OMG Ireland it’s where Niall Horan is from I wonder if her story is about him. Well in this case it is. Now you fangirling and I’ll wait for you to stop screaming. And I must warn you,
EVERY SINGLE ASPECT OF THIS BOOK IS 100% TRUE.
MAYBE.
The clapping starts. I know it’s my time to shine or soar or shoar. Whatever Ellen said in that pep talk she gave me before she went on.
“AND NOW LET US WELCOME JOCI SMITH!!!!”
Let’s do this. Let’s do this. Let’s do this. I walk through the big doors and to the chair. Come on self. Let’s do this.
“Hi!” Ellen says.
“Hi.”
“How you feeling?”
“I’m really nervous.” The audience laughs.
“That’s okay!”
“Well, I’m glad you think so.” The audience laughs again.
“Hey they like you!”
“I’m glad they do. Some people think I’m mean.”
“You? Mean? Never.”
“Eh. I have my moments.”
Niall’s POV
Ah I love being in the states. I love the TV here. Is that weird. Now time to watch Ellen. Don’t judge me. I’ve already missed half of it. I turn it on and some random chick is on. She looks familiar?
“Eh I have my moments.”
The audience laughs. Her moments of what?
“Well Joci, lets talk about you and Niall.”
Niall? As in me. Oh. My. God. It’s her. I KNOW WHO SHE IS!!!!!!! IT’S HER! THAT GIRL.
“Do we have to? I haven’t seen him in years.”
The audience laughs.
“That’s why you’re here Joci.”
Joci. That’s a nice name. A nice name for a pretty girl.
“Hey mate.” Louis says.
“SHHHHHHHHH!” I shush.
“Geez.”
“SHHHHHH!”
“So whatever did happen.” Ellen asks.
“I guess I’m going to have to tell the whole story. I swear I tell this story more and more every day. I’m just gonna start a blog. I used to know Niall Horan.”
“Wait she knows you?” Louis asks.
“Duh. Now SHHHHHHHH!”
“That’s a good idea.” Ellen says.
“Thanks. Okay so I have to tell this now or it won’t be over soon enough. So three years ago, I was in the ninth grade. Niall was in the twelfth. And everyday since about fifth grade he waved at me. Now my bus got home before his and I would sit outside on the porch and do my homework or read and we he got off the bus he would wave at me. Just me because one day I looked down the street and he was just walking. I did every day for a week and he never did it to anyone else.”
“Wow oh wow. And so what did you think when he went to the X-Factor.”
“Well we all get sick. Ya know. So I just thought he was sick. He’d missed school and stuff. So I just thought he had the flu or whatever. He was out for like three days. So anyway. I turn on the TV one day and there he is. You know they pre-record parts of the show and he wasn’t there. But yeah so I turn on the TV and there’s that guy who waved at me everyday. I didn’t know his name. Oops but of course he was my favorite and I was gonna cheer for him no matter what. I watched the video diaries and all that jazz and then finals came and he place third. I was devastated, my mom was devastated, my sister, even my dad okay? And then Simon was like I’m gonna sign them too. I think I was crying. I still keep up with One Direction. In fact I’m a massive directioner. But I haven’t seen Niall in a really long time.”
She’s right. I mean I’ve been back home but she’s never on her porch and I’m not gonna ask her mom who I’ve seen many times if her daughter is there.
“Hey mate.” Liam says sitting down on the couch.
“SHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Louis and I say at the same time.
“Okay sheesh.”
“SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
“So, what do you think now? Like about how much they’ve advanced.”
“I think it’s great ya know how far they’ve come. I think it’s really cool actually. I mean I’m really happy for them.”
“Now that leads me on to my next question. What do you think of Niall.”
“Honestly, I’m so proud. Like that’s really weird and stuff because I don’t even know his favorite color. But you know, he excites me and he’s doing what I want to do so he’s, as totally cheesy as this is, he’s one of my role models. And I dunno. Having that kind of dare I say “relationship” with someone is the best thing you can do.”
“I see, but the main thing I got out of that is you don’t know his favorite color.”
“Okay I know his mother, step dad, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew, I’m not going home to research him. That’s just weird.”
I laugh and Liam’s jaw hits the ground.
“Is she talking about our Niall.”
“Yes.”
“SHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I shush.
“Okay first of all you know his mother?” Ellen asks.
“Yes I help her garden. We invited her over for dinner one night when Niall was preforming and she came over every night the X-Factor was on since then. The ones that Niall was on of course.”
“Of course and you know his brother?”
“Ellen my dear Ellen, I babysit his nephew.”
“Oh my. Can I come home with you?”
“No. For two reasons. One, my mother would kill me. Two, your fans would kill me.”
“Why would your mother kill you.”
“She’s not one for surprise spend the night guests.”
“Oh, okay.” She says sadly. “Well enough about you and Niall. Let’s talk about you.”
“Oh my. Okay.”
“Well, I do have one more 1D related question.”
“Shoot.”
“Who’s your favorite?”
And she says without question, “Niall duh.” I smile and Liam and Louis turn to look at me.
“Okay now on to you. Earlier you said Niall is doing what you want to do. Does this mean you can sing?”
“A little bit.” She says giggling.
“Well let’s hear it.”
“WHAT?!? NOW?!?”
“Of course.”
“Okay what song.”
“Pick whichever you want.”
“Okay well um,
Get your back off the wall
Don’t you get comfortable
Looking so hot
I think that I might fall
Feeling like it’s my birthday
Like Christmas day came early
Just what I want
So when we move
You move”
“Oh my goodness. You’re so good!”
“Oh, thank you!”
“Welcome! Okay so, here you are in America. But what do you do in Ireland.”
“Well, I have school, and I’m a cheerleader. I babysit. And I hangout with my friends.”
“Oh nice.”
“Well last question I promise. You’re from America right? Because you talk like an American.”
“Yes we moved when I nine. When I was in fifth grade. I love it here and seriously we vacation here so much and Thanksgiving like yum!”
Ellen laughs. “You’re great and it was very nice meeting you. Now ladies and gentlemen please put your hands together for Demi Lovato.”
I turn the TV off and look at the boys. I see Zayn and Harry have joined the group as well.
“Ummmmmm?”
I feel a slap across my face.
“OW! Lou!”
“You idiot! She’s beautiful! How…but…you….grrrrrrrrrrrr.”
“Mate, when you go back home after the show, you have to get her. You have to get her. She’s like.” Liam says.
“Perfect?”
“Something like that.”
“Who is she?” Harry asks.
“That would be I waved at everyday since I was in year eight.”
“Oh my.”
“Louis right.” Zayn states. “You are an idiot. She like Little Mix. I like her.”
“She can sing! She’s pretty! She’s a cheerleader! And she likes Niall!”
I laugh. “Guys chill.”
Although I told them to chill I was freaking out on the inside. I waved at her forever. So now there is only one thing to do. One of the perks of my crazy job is being me. I love it. 2 months. 2 months and then I finally get to see what she’s really like.
Today’s my birthday 🙂
This week I’m reading, The Last Coach: by Allen Barra. It’s about the Paul “Bear” Bryant’s life. I’m reading the part where the football we all know, and love today is being developed. (Did you know that the forward pass wasn’t a part of football until 1906?) The first pass noted in the book was at a college football game where one of the players tossed the ball to another.
New rules were coming about. The reason that new rules where developed was because football was becoming too dangerous. People were get cut up, smashed, and even killed. There was a story in a newspaper about a man who has his face mangled (Quoting the author’s words). So Teddy Roosevelt said new rules or, no football.
So that is how we have the sport that is football. (well actually that’s the reason we have these rules, or game, I don’t know, you know what I mean.)
Time to blog. I haven’t been able to all week because it’s been so eventful. But let me get to my blogging because I’m super tired after a super long day.
I finished the Gifted. After all of my reading Rose dies. What a crazy ending. But before the ending Rose met this guy, who seemed to be her equal. He had the same aura as her (the color of the glow around people with the bug blood. Read to have a better explanation) and as Rose described, the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. So Rose uses this guy, named Adrian, to be able to get information about where the capital of the bugs were. Then later that night the battle in the hotel begins, and then that’s were Rose dies. The End.
Ok now for a creative and then I’m done.
This was a story that I never got around to finishing but here is the beginning.
Chapter 1: The Escape
Fred
I was getting tired of prison life. The damp and stinky cells in the prison of Mafeldia were disturbing me very much, even though I had been brought in two weeks ago. By now I expected to have a long old man’s beard like Spongebob when he gets trapped in a cave for five minutes.
Honestly, the reason I’m in here is because I’m the good guy, but everyone thinks I’m the bad guy, because everyone who lives in Mafeldia believes Lord Mafeld, the ruler of Mafeld, a very powerful country due to the fact that Lord Mafeld is evil. I tried to get into the castle where Mafeld lived, and my intentions were to kill him, but my foolishness of forgetting that the place would be heavily guarded got to me.
I had intentions of escaping, and the only reason I stayed as long as I did (two weeks) was so I could make a plan for what I would do when I fled. Obviously I would go into hiding for a bit, but staying in hiding wouldn’t work for long. Mafeld was too wise to let me go free.
Tonight was the night to do it.
The guards seemed exceptionally lazy tonight, because they forgot to lock my cell when they gave me my food, which consisted of moldy waffles and bacon. The waffles reminded me of Queen AnnMarie, who ruled the waffles, and sold them to every empire in the world. The bacon made me think of a girl named Anna Carden, who used to rule bacon and cows, but Mafeld got rid of her, and the cows and bacon were free. The only thing I am is a Ninja, the Ninja Master. If Mafeld could catch someone as stealthy as me, then he must be good. What he didn’t know was that I was prone to escape when imprisoned.
A story I wrote on a rainy day. And I’m done for the week.
Fred
Benny has seen the card with the picture of the “lost girl” and he wanted to know the story so he went to talk to the artist.the artist told him that it happened during the first nights when everybody became a zombie.once he got his answer he went to talk to his brother . When he step out side he was met by Charlie pink-eye who was asking what he was doing. Be stood there shocked .Charlie saw the card and almost made a face. He asked for the car demandingly so he can keep it away from the towns people.thats when Tom came in to stop it.
Alrighty, here’s a huge blog-this a result of ample amounts of math homework.
So I’ve been reading on “Ark Angel” by Anthony Horowitz. I am seriously addicted to these books. This series compels me with stories of a fourteen year old spy named Alex Rider-this helps me connect with the story.
In “Ark Angel”, Alex is recovering a wound from a sniper’s bullet. While there, he meets a boy named Paul Drevin. A few nights later, Alex goes for a late night stroll in the hospital. He then sees some thugs entering the hospital. They interrogate the receptionist and shoot him. They are after Paul.
Alex defeats the thugs and saves Paul’s life. In return, Paul’s father, Nikolei Drevin, a multimillionaire, offers him a reward for his deeds. Now, Alex is at the Drevin manor. I’m interested to see what happens next.