Friday, December 6, 2013

Two More Years Of The Worst Years Of Your Life?

  I say high school should not last for six years I have choose the quotes : Start It Earlier End It Earlier, At 18 Its Time For A Change, and More Of The Same Is Not A Solution. So, let me tell you why I agree or disagree with these quotes.

  • Start It Earlier End It Earlier :  Why do you agree or disagree with this quote?  I agree with it because, it talks about our failing school structure ,and why should we make it last longer if it is not doing any good right now.Also, I agree with this quote because, in order to lift the education level of students high school age, we must change more. Furthermore,  high school is perhaps the most troubled and poorest-performing sector in American education.. So, I mostly agree with this quote because it talks about our failing school system. 
  • At 18 Its time For A Change :  Why do you agree or disagree with this quote? I agree with this quote because we both agree extending high school is a bad idea. Also, I agree with it because, we both agree that people should warn the young people about how hard life really is and that young people should prepare for what is to come one way or another.
  • More Of The Same Is Not A Solution: Why do you agree or disagree with this quote? I agree with this quote because, our approach to our school system is no longer functional we agree. We also agree that our individualism makes us successful in this modern age. And to add to that we agree that, young and creative, inspired minds should be free to explore their passions.

  I do not disagree with any of these quotes because they all have to do with the same thing that our school system is corrupted, and we do not need it to last longer by adding 2 more years of high school, and two more years of high school will not help anyone at all. So, that is what I think about 6 years of high school. What do you think about 6 years of high school? Let me know and tell me what you agree with or disagree with.






Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Thanksgiving Traditions

 My family has many Thanksgiving traditions so, here we go I'm going to tell you about them:
  Every Thanksgiving my whole family gets together at one of my family members homes. I really enjoy seeing my whole family because I don't get to see my family that much due to school and living far away. But, my family can get annoying fast. My family can get really annoying fast because my grandparents and everyone is always bragging about each other or their kids. Its like a brag war or the adults and the rich kids of Dallas vs. the small town kids of Kerrville. ( I am so glad that my cousin don't read this! They would hate me for forever!) I mean I love them but for reals-ies chill the fudge out about you money! 
  Also,every Thanksgiving all the woman in my family take part in making the Thanksgiving meal but they never let me help ): I don't know why I make really good pie! I think they just don't want to be shown up. But, they will never admit it. But, whatever at least I can eat it. Because, all the women in my family are diabetics so, they don't eat barely eat anything on Thanksgiving but, I do so,yeah that  just happened
  I'm writing this on my cousins iPhone right now so if she reads this I'm so sorry. Okay so, back to Thanksgiving traditions. So, we eat all sorts of good food like all other families and then we sleep. Also, we would watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade and football. We all get together and chill out, and watch a movie or something.
  I don't really think there are any more Thanksgiving traditions that my family and I do so, that is what my family's Thanksgiving traditions. What is your family's Thanksgiving traditions? 

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Yo Santa

Dear Mr. Big, Jolly, Belly, Guy,
  So, your Santa huh? The guy who sneaks into children homes in the middle of the night and leaves gifts. The guy who rides in sleigh drawn by 'flying' reindeer, and makes it around the whole world in one night and in that time puts gifts under every tree in the world. 
  Sounds pretty far fetched for my taste. I mean how can such a fat guy fit through my chimney when even my itty bitty little brother can't and why does he only eat milk and cookies and not died of diabetes yet. So, yeah how do you even keep track of all the gifts every little kid wants when you can't even remember who is naughty and nice by reading the list only once. I think you just wing it because there is no way Jeremiah was 'nice' last year or even this year he threw a book at my head! 
  I don't think you are real. It has been proven by doctors even about how if you only ate milk and cookies all your life you would be dead. Also, magic flying reindeer are not real, sure reindeer are real but, they can't fly, it's impossible! And, if you do remember every one who is naughty or nice you sure are a jerk, by never giving me what I wanted for Christmas. Btw it is really creepy that you know where every one in the world lives (stalker!). You have been proven fake on multiple accounts by reliable sources. So, who ever you are reading this stop peeping at people's mail it's not legal. Just saying!
So, Mr. Claus if you are real why don't you ever show yourself to children? I mean they believe in you so why don't you show them yourself. I don't know. I don't know about you but I am not going to fill my children's heads with empty hopes and dreams if I have any. So, yeah I don't know why my parents even bothered telling me about you I never really believed in you so, yeah. ( I'm so lonely.)
  So, my mom even told me that Santa isn't real sure his spirit is real but you in a real human form and stuff is not real. But, don't you think its weird going to a department store and sitting on a strangers lap and telling him what you want for Christmas. Ew! Okay, and why do you wear a bright red and white suit if you don't want people to see you. Just saying, bright red is not the best camouflage. Also, why are there so many songs about you? Okay, I'm getting a bit off topic because I'm really tired right now and I have been up for hours studying for a test on Monday. I'm so tired. Never mind back on topic or at least I'm going to try.
  Okay, so Santa you are not real so, mom and dad what I want for Christmas is that $60 sky blue hoodie from Hibbit Sports. Thank You! Bye-Bye. Sorry, I can't really focus right now but, that pretty much sums it up.
  Btw my 30 day challenge is going to be about fashion because fashion has many different layers like hair, accessories, and so on. I will do a different one each day like one day will be hair and you get the idea. Bye! 

Thursday, November 7, 2013

MY PET PEEVE: GIRLS!

 GIRLS
 I am so glad I get to write about this I've been waiting for a while for this.
  Okay, what is my major pet peeve is GIRLS yeah, yeah I know I'm a girl but at least I have the guts to admit that some of us are annoying.
  So, first off some girls these days are always talking about their appearance being like " I'm FAT!" NO your not and you know it you just want attention from people and for them to notice you. Just, stop, please, stop. Anyway you should feel comfortable in your own skin if you don't, then you better fix that! 
I personally think that if you feel good about your self then you can be a better you, be happier, and find out people really like the real you better than the fake one. I know it sounds like I'm sort of stereo typing this but I was told to rant so I'm going to rant.
  Also, what gets on my nerves is that girls GOSSIP! Gossip is like a virus is slowly spreads from one person to another hurting each other. And it causes so much drama in between friends, couples, and all this other crap. I mean what is the point of gossip to get some one back or to hurt someone for no reason. Why? What is the point? Because, you are a cold hearted little diva. YES! Or, because your jealous of someone else. Spreading rumors won't get you their life. So why bother? I mean you don't like rumors being spread about you so, why do you spread rumors about them? Gossip just stop, just stop.
  Second, girls spend so much time getting ready. Yes, I know again I'm a girl so, your learning from the best. I have also learned first-hand about girls taking forever to get ready from my mother. Of course she does her make up and has to have the right outfit but she doesn't want to feel comfortable in it. I don't know. The reason girls take so long is because they want to find a good outfit to were to school but, what ticks me off is why didn't they think of that before they were low on time. I don't take long to get ready most of the time because I think ahead and lay out my clothes, but when I am taking forever to get ready it is because I'm wearing something fancy, or going out with friend or something.
  Most of all when girls over react over just a tinny-whinny little thing like say I make a small joke about your nose and you flip out when, you make fun of my nose all the time and I don't flip out, I don't get it. I don't know what is wrong with them but, you need to learn a little bit about the real world and how it may feel if you were them. And learn some SELF-CONTROL chill out. Okay, I know I can over react I do some time but I only do it when I can't take your crap any more! I mean some girls just do it because they are snobs or are just jerks or think its the only way to deal with it. Its not. Chill out and just hold it in and don't get freaked out over tinny-whinny little things. GOD!
  Also, I completely hate it when girls blame you for their problems. I know some people think I blame them for my problems when I am simply getting the story wrong or tell my friend (who should help me through them) about my problems. Also, another way I experienced this is when they blame you over something that was their choice and they chose what they wanted to do, no one forced them to do it and they they are all mad at you never wanting to look, speak, be near, or even hear you when IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT! I absolutely hate it, they are such DRAMA QUEENS! I feel like they just are just trying to cause drama all the time with the one person who doesn't want to get involve, doesn't need to get involved, or is just innocent and they want to make you fall hard under the pressure and bring you down. Learn to use your brain and think about this: Did they make you do this? Who made the choice? Was it my choice to make? Would it of caused problems and yet you did it any way? Who caused the problem by making the choice? YOU!
  Look, I know some people are going to get mad at me about this post but dude, girls CHILL OUT, think about it from someone else's point of view, ask your self questions, think before you say or do, and please don't hurt people! I know if I didn't tell you what I hated and how to avoid me hating you, I gave you a heads up on how to act. But, I know you are going to do it any way. You want to know why? Because your girls! I'm a girl so, I have an inside scoop about how we act and how stupid we actually are. So, if you think you really are smart think about what I have posted and ask your self if you have done any of the things listed. I know you can't say "Oh, I have never done that!" because, everyone has at least done it once in their lives (even guys), for me it was when I was like really little but, as I grew I learned how to interpenetrate how we act and how annoying and dumb we are and you are only smart if you have already learned this. Bye!
RANT, RANT, RANT! 
   

  

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Picture Story

The Window 

 It all began when the window was left open......
A cool chill swept through my bedroom like the birds on my walls were taking flight into the night, making me shiver from under my soft, warm blankets. I got up and walked over to the window to close it. I felt the cold hardwood floor underneath my feet. I closed my eyes and imagined I was back in winter when the snow fell gently across the vast plains and hill sides making them look like mounds of snow. But, those days have passed , and I come back to reality and get to the window. I peer out before I close it. I loved the night, the moon like a silver coin beckoning for you to reach out  for it against the deep black back round and the stars like bits of the silver coin scattered across the universe.
"No." I think to myself  "No more memories." I slam the window shut and go back to bed, throwing the blankets aside and slam down with a thud and close my eyes.
  I awoke to a strange sound. I looked around my room and find nothing. I hear it again but closer this time. I focus on the sound trying to make it out. I rise out of bed and listen. I walk to the window and see a boy. He has pebbles in his hands and looking up at my window. As soon as he saw me he ran away.
"Hey!" I called
The boy kept on running to what looked like a horse and never looked back.
"Who was that?" I ask myself.
  In the morning I peered out my window to see if the boy had come back. He had not. So, I went along my daily doings. I got showered, dressed, and ate breakfast. I looked out my window once more before I left, the boy was there. I ran out of my room and into the hall, bursting out the front doors I ran so fast I couldn't stop from crashing into the boy.
  With a thud we landed on top of each other.
"Ow!" he said. His voice was smooth and pleasant to hear.
"Sorry." I said "Who are you?"
"Well, if I could breath then I would tell you."  He said pulling his coat out of his face He had brown hair and blue eyes. I caught my breath.
"Oh. Right." I rolled off of him my cheeks bright red. He smiled, it was warm and sweet. "I'm Luna." I said regaining my dignity. "I'm Charlie." he said standing up "Here let me help." he held out his hand to pull me up.I took it and smiled.
"Thanks." I said brushing off my coat.
  Charlie was so handsome and charming. I don't know why but,I couldn't bring myself to ask him what he was doing at my house last night.
  "So?" He said still smiling "Why are you in such a hurry?" I looked down the red left my cheeks. "Um...I just needed to find out who you were."
  "Why would you need to know that?" he questioned. "Um..." I didn't want to tell him but, I had to. "Because, you were the boy who was at my house last night." I didn't look up.
  We were silent for what seemed like forever. I had to know why so, I asked. "What were you doing?" I asked finally looking up. He still was silent. "Please, tell me." I urged on. He took a deep breath and sat down again on the lush green grass.
  "I saw you." he said looking down "You caught my eye and i wanted to talk to you so, I tried getting your attention by by throwing pebbles at your window. But, then I heard someone call out, I knew they couldn't see me so I ran back to my horse and left."
  "Wow." I chuckled " I have never heard someone tell the truth like that." I giggled and sat next to him.He laughed too witch made me smile.
  We decided that we would meet outside at this exact tie and place every day. I am so happy that I can see him everyday.
  That night I dreamed about Charlie. We were outside where we were this morning I was in my white flow like dress, my eyes like the moon and my hair like a golden wheat field that popped against the night.
  Charlie was in a white suite his eyes blue like the lightning in a storm, blue and wildly bright. We were talking about our likes and dislikes. "Tell, me about your past." He says. I freeze and stop laughing "I can't."I say seriously "It hurts to much." I wake up sweating. "What if he ever does ask me that?" I think to my self. " What will I do then." 
  In the morning I met Charlie. He was in his usual t-shirt and jeans.
"Hey!" He shouted as I walked up the hill. " Hey." I say out of breath as I reach the top.
I collapsed on the top of the hill sprawling out. Charlie plopped down next to me. " Beautiful day." He says looking at the plains below up covered in flowers of every color you could imagine of like a blanket  of sunshine and rainbows. "Yeah." I say sitting up looking at the landscape. I felt so small looking at how big the world is from up here and it is a million times bigger than just the area in front of us.
  Charlie takes a deep breath of the air,Ii did too. It smelt like honeysuckles and berries. I wish I could stay there forever, frozen in time with Charlie on top of the hill it felt so nice just to be with him I stared at him then he noticed, I turned away quickly and blush.
  "Hey." He says he says after about an hour of silence except the sound of the birds and the swaying trees. "Yeah." I answer
"Where are you from?" He asks
I hesitate " Um. I don't like to talk about my past." 
" Okay, then what about you tell me it in parts or you could just tell me the whole thing now." He said 
" You trust me don't you?"
 " Of course I do." I said looking offended 'Why wouldn't I?"
"No reason to." he said " But if you trust me then tell me, prove to me you trust me."
"Fine." I say and look out at the hill side.........

Authors Note:
  To find out about Luna's past buy the next book. Thanks for reading!(nice cliff-hanger?)

  
  

    
 

Monday, October 28, 2013

Can Fariy Tales Be Real?

Can Fairy Tales Be True?


Summary
    Once upon a time, pretty much sums up why we wonder doesn't it. Fairy tales are what started our imagination witch make up wonder. So,can fairy tales be true? That is an interesting question but can they? Well, we think fairy tales are based off of true people, places, and things like the Grimm Brothers stories.
   Snow White could of been based off of a real person some scholars think. One example of why they think so is because of a woman Marete von Waldeck who was beautiful and lived in Germany during the 16th century when children worked in the mines. Also, a reason why would be because of a woman named Maria Sophia Margaretha Catherina who was the daughter of a prince after her mother died her step mother who was believed to favor over her own children. And also because, of Lohr am Main located near Spessart Forest know for its glass work company the Lohr glass work making company were know for their mirrors of incredible quality people called them talking mirrors.
   Any of this sounding familiar? The only thing missing are the dwarves. But around Lohr were mountains known for mining witch only the smallest of people could fit into witch might of been the inspiration for the dwarves.

Learned 

       I learned that some fairy tales could have been true but turned a bit. We can prove some are true by researching and studying what we can find and connect them to different parts of the fairy tales like Snow White and the women in Germany and of the land around it like the mirror shop and the small people working in the mines witch could of resembled the dwarves in Snow White. Also by doing the research on the time periods witch would help with the ideas of time in the story and if princes, princesses, queens, and kings were real. 


Thursday, October 17, 2013

Lucky

Lucky

      How my seventh grade year had been so far has been lucky not like good luck and bad luck lucky but, lucky as in being lucky I go to a fantastic school. 
      How have I been lucky?  Well, you can't really make luck but I would consider myself lucky because:
  • I have great friends who make me laugh, smile and push me to do my best like family.(thanks to Jessica, Ariel, Haley, and Christine. Love you!)
  • Another way is that I'm actually passing my horizons classes witch was a surprise to me when I got my first progress report and it was all A's!
  •  I also have been recognize by my singing skills by some of the teachers at the high school when I went to region for choir. I scored really high for my age higher than some eighth graders and I was one off from getting in. ( the judges are really picky but I still scored well!)
  • I also have been able to find a lot of the books I like to read in the library witch I used to have a really problem with so, that makes things easier in reading for me to finding good books I'll love!
  • Also, that one of my teachers this year has taught me before so, that makes things better in some ways for me. I don't know why but it does so yeah. ( the teacher is Mr. Mein.)
  • I also can be who I am and people love me for it at least I hope they do but, I'm not going to change so, they should get used to it!
  • Being able to just be able to talk with people with out being shy or quite. I can talk to anybody basically and I'm out there and wild! (ask Ariel...)
  • And, being able to free write this year last year we didn't do that witch really bummed me out since I love to write.
      So, that is why I have considered my seventh grade year so far lucky. What would you consider your seventh grade year has been like so far?   
    

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

From Bad to Worst to Okay

From Bad to Worst to Okay

 
 
              I woke up thinking it was going to be a great day right, but I was so very wrong.  Not only had I missed my bus but I had a big test that day and I lost my jacket and it was freezing outside.
             Like any other day I woke up and got dressed but what wasn't like any other day it was that I was really late and missed my bus witch made it really hard for me because my mom had enough on her plate as it was and we didn't need her to be driving us to school when she was already majorly stressed out. 
            It was the worst day to be late the TACKS as we used to take I was already stressed out maybe more than mom but she would disagree anyway I had been up all night studying for the test and I guess I fell asleep while studying because I woke up to my papers being scatered acreoss my bedroom floor.
            Also, another bad thing was it was absolutly freezing outside and my jacket was in the wash I think but I couldn't find it. I knew the classroom would be cold to keep us awake during the test so we wouldn't you know fail or someting like that so, that was just great!
           I ran up to the office and they quickly ran me off a tardy slip and I charged up the steep stairs and tripped twice witch didn't help my situation but I make on time enough to get the instrustions and to do the test. During the test my mom had sent my jacket to school and it was sent up to me. After, I finished my test I layed down my head for a bit and took a nap then read my book after wards.
           Once, I got off of school and rode the bus home my grandparents congradulated me on the TACKS I don't know why but i just went with it they gave me ice-cream and cake. I guess the day turned out okay in the end so that made me a little happy and I guess I should be glad of that and I am.   I'm just glad I know I will never be late again for a big test unless you know I have like surgury or something.