Have you ever noticed that most people go either to their friends or family in tome of dire need? Me? I just walk up to a complete stranger and ask for money. It's true!! You know, that's why the economy is crashing to the ground. It's called Check City. Haha! I bet that you never thought of it that way. The number one rule when your a kid is never talk to strangers. Even me, as a teen, gets told that! Maybe grown-ups should listen to their own advice sometimes. Of course, I realise that sometimes it is necessary. But I wish that the government wouldn't give it out so freely. it's like someone going out into a dark alley and saying "rob me! I don't care!". Once again, I know that is necessary. GRRR....
Anyway.... let's talk about something else that won't give you young readers nightmares about what kind of a world our parents are leaving us. I've got it! Let's talk about me! (but that will probably also give you nightmares.)
Tonight, me and a bunch of other girls my age are going to go out and dress up in the most nerve-wracking clothes that we can find and go to the mall and just stare at people. Fun, huh? The question is how long should we stare at them? 30 seconds, or 5 minutes? How about just enough to make them feel self-conscious and uncomfortable? Yeah, that'll do.
Well,I can't talk about anything else at the moment, I've got to go and find this magically disturbing piece of clothing. That's easy. I just have to pick the first two things in my wardrobe! Hahaha! See ya later, alligators!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Absolutely nothin' to write about!
If you saw that boring title, you are probably thinking that this post is going to be boring. Well, you guessed right. Or wrong. It depends on your point of view. If you think that mindless blab is very interesting, then this is the most exciting thing you've ever read, but if you have a negative attitude and your one of those people who like having fun (yeah, right) then you are thinking that you should stop reading right now, but you can't. If you start reading this, you can't stop because this entire post is a mystery. Will it turn out interesting? Will it turn out to be mindless blab? Will my reading this affect the universe? Those are the questions that haunt you.
I dont know if I will be able to answer those questions directly. Well, maybe I can answer one. Yes, your reading this will affect the universe. You know, like those stupid chain mails that we all get and if they look interesting, you have to send it to at least 10 people or the world will blow up or something like that. Oog. I loathe those. But you can't loathe this one! Because this one is a blog, it has a mind-sucking power that only it knows how to use! haha! Sorry that i'm a little veg (veig?) on the details, but I really dont know how it works, either. It's strange how we are bored to death when someone is talking about their new kid or whatever, but we find it extremely interesting when we read it in a blog and that we want to go and celebrate and share the cigar with those happy parents. The magic of a blog. Bringing people together!
On that note, why dont big politicians write blogs when they want to end a war or win the election? It'd be convincing, if you ask me. I'd vote for them! The question is, how would they get a big enough screen to put up their blog and have everyone read it? They'd have to use a PowerPoint presentation, but Microsoft would ruin the beauty of the blog. That's for sure! But I think they would ruin because so many people are using it at once.
It's amazing how we rely on the computer and all of it's accessories. I know a couple of kids in my school who sneak their ipod into class because they "can't live without it". Yeah, right. I bet if... You know what? I'm running a one man conversation here! And how did we get to the topic of over-usage of ipods? And what's my title? Nothin' to write about?! HA! Whoever wrote that obviously didn't read the post. Well, I'd better stop here, if you don't mind. I bet your shouting "Hooray! She's done! I'm free! Free!". I don't blame you.
That's all folks!
I dont know if I will be able to answer those questions directly. Well, maybe I can answer one. Yes, your reading this will affect the universe. You know, like those stupid chain mails that we all get and if they look interesting, you have to send it to at least 10 people or the world will blow up or something like that. Oog. I loathe those. But you can't loathe this one! Because this one is a blog, it has a mind-sucking power that only it knows how to use! haha! Sorry that i'm a little veg (veig?) on the details, but I really dont know how it works, either. It's strange how we are bored to death when someone is talking about their new kid or whatever, but we find it extremely interesting when we read it in a blog and that we want to go and celebrate and share the cigar with those happy parents. The magic of a blog. Bringing people together!
On that note, why dont big politicians write blogs when they want to end a war or win the election? It'd be convincing, if you ask me. I'd vote for them! The question is, how would they get a big enough screen to put up their blog and have everyone read it? They'd have to use a PowerPoint presentation, but Microsoft would ruin the beauty of the blog. That's for sure! But I think they would ruin because so many people are using it at once.
It's amazing how we rely on the computer and all of it's accessories. I know a couple of kids in my school who sneak their ipod into class because they "can't live without it". Yeah, right. I bet if... You know what? I'm running a one man conversation here! And how did we get to the topic of over-usage of ipods? And what's my title? Nothin' to write about?! HA! Whoever wrote that obviously didn't read the post. Well, I'd better stop here, if you don't mind. I bet your shouting "Hooray! She's done! I'm free! Free!". I don't blame you.
That's all folks!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Bleck! School!
It's that time of year... school starts! ugh! Whenever this time of year comes around, we kids shout "head for the hills! The teachers are coming!" I was heading for the hills, but the teachers caught me and now I have to go to school. Perfect (note the sarcastic font)
Well, I might as well tell you about my school days. My Jr. High has a weird schedule that consists of "A" and "B" days. So instead of 7 classes, we now have 9. (see? That's why we head for the hills!) being in 8th grade, I get to Choose 4 classes, and 4 back-ups in case they have too many kids signing up for one class. I chose Orchestra, Art, French, and technology. I got Orchestra, 3-D design, French 2, and technology. Not exactly my favorite schedule.
This is my schedule with a couple of comments.
1st period:Orchestra. This is a fun class, but all (and I mean all) of the 7th graders play off tune. SCREEEEEECH! Would you like to hear that for 80 minutes? Neither do I! But I still do!
2nd Period:Science. This is like your basic average science class, except the teacher is a LOUD GENIUS! Goodness! Surprisingly, it is kind of soothing after the screech of the sevies.
Lunch. Let me put a picture in your head. Imagine that you have a lovely 2nd period (not likely, but we're imagining) and you come out and, after 5 tries, get your stubborn locker open. There. Your stuff is in there. Now you walk to the lunchroom, and find the lunch line a mile long! you wait 20 minutes, and find that they are all out of the stuff that actually looks like what it was supposed to be! You grab your mac and Cheese (or whatever it is) and you sit down. Your friends are the loudest bunch there! So you sit there and drink your food (or gnaw on) for half an hour. That's my average lunch.
4th Period:History. This is a better class. It is my favorite. The teacher is funny, and we learn really neat stuff. And we make fun of the Cheerleaders. (have you ever seen their flag salute? Why do they always go so slowly while doing those unnecessary moves?)
THE NEXT DAY
5th Period:Algebra. BORING!!!! The teacher is one of those people who can't make up their minds! She treats us like little children, but expects us to know what she's talking about.
"Now, because you little sweeties are soooo smart, we really can skip a couple of steps in this problem". No we Can't!!!! And she makes us show the work. Let me ask you, how can we do that if we don't even know what to do?!?
6th Period: 3-D Design. This class gives me a headache! It smells bad, the students are extremely loud, and I am always getting cut or painted on of something else. I come out with new battle scars every time I walk in there!
7th Period: Technology. This class should be interesting, but because of the stupid kids(there! I said it!) It isn't my favorite class. We get to make wooden cars and make rockets and other things, but it is never any fun. :(
8th Period: French 2. This class is pretty much a good class, except when she makes us translate entire paragraphs!
9th Period/Study Hall. I have this every day. We get 15 minutes of quiet time, and 15 minutes to talk to our neighbors. My translation: 15 minutes of heaven, and 15 minutes of torture. My class' translation: 15 minutes of dull reading and 15 minutes of "screaming contest!".
This is why next year, i'm gonne run REALLY fast when heading for the hills. It is really hard to let go of summer vacation.
Well, I might as well tell you about my school days. My Jr. High has a weird schedule that consists of "A" and "B" days. So instead of 7 classes, we now have 9. (see? That's why we head for the hills!) being in 8th grade, I get to Choose 4 classes, and 4 back-ups in case they have too many kids signing up for one class. I chose Orchestra, Art, French, and technology. I got Orchestra, 3-D design, French 2, and technology. Not exactly my favorite schedule.
This is my schedule with a couple of comments.
1st period:Orchestra. This is a fun class, but all (and I mean all) of the 7th graders play off tune. SCREEEEEECH! Would you like to hear that for 80 minutes? Neither do I! But I still do!
2nd Period:Science. This is like your basic average science class, except the teacher is a LOUD GENIUS! Goodness! Surprisingly, it is kind of soothing after the screech of the sevies.
Lunch. Let me put a picture in your head. Imagine that you have a lovely 2nd period (not likely, but we're imagining) and you come out and, after 5 tries, get your stubborn locker open. There. Your stuff is in there. Now you walk to the lunchroom, and find the lunch line a mile long! you wait 20 minutes, and find that they are all out of the stuff that actually looks like what it was supposed to be! You grab your mac and Cheese (or whatever it is) and you sit down. Your friends are the loudest bunch there! So you sit there and drink your food (or gnaw on) for half an hour. That's my average lunch.
4th Period:History. This is a better class. It is my favorite. The teacher is funny, and we learn really neat stuff. And we make fun of the Cheerleaders. (have you ever seen their flag salute? Why do they always go so slowly while doing those unnecessary moves?)
THE NEXT DAY
5th Period:Algebra. BORING!!!! The teacher is one of those people who can't make up their minds! She treats us like little children, but expects us to know what she's talking about.
"Now, because you little sweeties are soooo smart, we really can skip a couple of steps in this problem". No we Can't!!!! And she makes us show the work. Let me ask you, how can we do that if we don't even know what to do?!?
6th Period: 3-D Design. This class gives me a headache! It smells bad, the students are extremely loud, and I am always getting cut or painted on of something else. I come out with new battle scars every time I walk in there!
7th Period: Technology. This class should be interesting, but because of the stupid kids(there! I said it!) It isn't my favorite class. We get to make wooden cars and make rockets and other things, but it is never any fun. :(
8th Period: French 2. This class is pretty much a good class, except when she makes us translate entire paragraphs!
9th Period/Study Hall. I have this every day. We get 15 minutes of quiet time, and 15 minutes to talk to our neighbors. My translation: 15 minutes of heaven, and 15 minutes of torture. My class' translation: 15 minutes of dull reading and 15 minutes of "screaming contest!".
This is why next year, i'm gonne run REALLY fast when heading for the hills. It is really hard to let go of summer vacation.
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