Friday, December 31, 2010

Invisible Children

Well folks, this is my post about Invisible Children (IC). I've been meaning to post, but I've been putting it off as you can see. There's just so much information on them, that I didn't know how to get it all down. But without further ado, here it is:

Seven (almost eight) years ago, in the year 2003, three young men from San Diego, California embarked on an adventure unlike any other. The three young men, Bobby Bailey, Lauren Poole, and Jason Russell, decided that they needed to find an incredible story in the world. They decided to go to Uganda, Africa with simple recording equipment and camera's to film their story. With the help from friends and family, they raised the money to go to Uganda. Once they arrived in Southern Uganda, they searched for their story but they found nothing.

They then crossed into Northern Uganda and everything took a drastic turn. Bobby, Lauren, and Jason had found their story. A story where children were being kidnapped and trained to be child soldiers. A story where the girls would be raped by the older army men. A story where children would kill other children, where limbs would be hacked off, where the tribes people get placed in Internally Displaced Persons (IDP) camps. A story where horrific things were happening, but was invisible to to the rest of the world. The problem was this:

"The war in Northern Uganda has been called the most neglected humanitarian emergency in the world today. For the past 21 years the Lord's Resistance Army (LRA)and the Ugandan government have been waging a war that has left nearly two million innocent civilians caught in the middle. The Ugandan government has failed to protect it's citizens from this rebel militia that has murdered young mothers and buried the young, leaving an entire generation of youth that has never known peace..."

First Con: Everyone standing w/ Jacob
When Lauren and the guys returned back to their home in San Diego, they put all the footage together and put out their first documentary, Invisible Children: Rough Cut. Fast forward seven (almost eight) years to 2010. It's April 2010 and I was sitting in my history class watching this documentary. I felt compelled to do something, to help. And I got my chance. Two Ugandan's and Invisible Children, Inc. roadies came to my school to share what was happening in Northern Uganda. Jacob and his mentor, Peace, were very inspiring to listen to; they spoke at the very first IC Convocation (con) at my school and I was a part of that. I felt good getting the awareness out; at our con, in the beginning, several students performed John Lennon's Imagine. Then the roadies showed another IC Documentary, from 2005, titled Legacy. The name of the film fit well with the name of the tour, The Legacy Tour. All of this happened when I was a Freshman in high school.

Me standing w/ James after school
Fast forward to September 2010, and I'm in my school's auditorium once again viewing another IC Con (Tour: Face to Face) put on by many of my friends as well as myself. At the beginning of the con, the dancers performed to a song called Be the Change by Mc Yogi. The middle of the con was a 2007 IC Documentary entitled Go and two more Ugandan's, James and his mentor Robert. The ending of the con was John Legend's If You're out There sung by more high schoolers. I was, once again, proud of all the hard work that we did. But now, I am a Sophomore. One year older, one grade higher, yet, I still have a long way to go. Run by the history teacher that I had as a ninth grader, our school as their very own IC club, called People Encouraging And Creating Equality, or P.E.A.C.E. I am the treasurer and I am proud to be the treasurer.

During the summer or club made Then and Now calendars to sell at the Grand Re-Opening of my high school to raise money for IC. We are still selling calendars and we are still raising and earning money for IC. We will raise money and I am not giving up hope that we can make a difference in the world. Whether in another country or your own community. Because if you're out there, go, and be the change that you want to see. For updates and more information and ways you can help, please go HERE!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

In Honor

I wrote this poem two years ago (I was 13 years old) for a contest at my middle school. I didn't win, But I'm still proud of it. I believe I put it on either that year, or just last year, I don't remember. Here it is:

Our veterans have fought or do fight side by side with one another.

They know what they are doing although they may be scared or afraid.

They know what they are doing although we may not.

For all the lives in the world living or dead, I pray the most for our brave troops.

America’s troops or as I like to call them, “America’s Warriors” need our strength.

They need our hope. Our love. Our faith.

What they need right now more than ever, is our optimism.

Because they give optimism, we need to return the favor and give it right back to them.

Our troops, veterans, soldiers, Warriors.

God bless America

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Sophomore Year

Well, today was my first day of being a Sophomore at my high school. I had no trouble finding my classes, although I like some of them more than others. I like all my teachers, which is a really good thing, because then you form stronger connections. I will list my schedule below:

Per. 1) Fitness/Foods
Per. 2) Biology A
Per. 3) Geometry A
Per. 4) Spanish 1
Per. 5) Digital Photo 3
Per. 6) English 10A Honors

Those are my classes for first semester, but I think they will be the same for second semester as well. I wasn't as nervous for today as I was for the first day of school for my Freshman year; which is good thing. A very good thing.

I'm sorta tired because it was a long day of trying to get used to school again, but I will write more this weekend about my 'starting school adventures'.

But before I sign off, my friend gave me the most beautiful necklace that I've ever seen. I love it. A lot. I wore it today to school and I played with the charms subconsciously all day.

Friday, August 20, 2010

A Dedication

Okay, I am like, waaaaaaaay behind on this, and I apologize from the very bottom of my heart. I just finished this yesterday. And yes, I was fourteen when I wrote it, but I'm fifteen now. Enjoy:

A Dedication
October 27th, 2009
Age: 14

This is a small writing piece for the DOR and her human friends and for Cactus Jack Splash and his horsy friends. In loving memory of...Ginger.

I can feel the sun on my back, the rays warming me.
I can feel the soft green grass, the luscious temperatures cooling my hooves.
I can feel the embrace of my loved ones, who are still way down there.
I can feel the new energy, because it’s coursing through me as I run.

I can hear the ground pounding beneath me, are those really my hooves?
I can hear my new horsy friends whinnying joyously; spring makes them feel young again.
I can hear the hummingbirds flitting about, aren’t the wings so pretty?
I can hear the streams flowing in the distance; the sound is relaxing and peaceful.

I can see my family below me, carrying on but still remembering.
I can see little creeks flowing lazily over the rocks.
I can see all around me, knowing that I will never leave this beautiful place.
I can see myself being happy for the rest of my time here.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Baby Name!!

Okay, I know the name of my baby nephew and I've seen pics of him and he is so cute! I can't tell who he looks like more, my brother or my sister-in-law. The parents can tell but I can't. Oh well! It doesn't matter now. And, I just got back from vacation yesterday with my parents and it was so much fun! We went to Forks, Wa. and La Push, Wa. I had a fantastic time on this vaca mostly because I love the Twilight Saga books. But I am soooo not a major nut when it comes to the fan-base. I'm not as bad as some of the other tourists that I saw. I'm quite mellower. But I did get a shirt that says "Team Jacob" and another shirt that has a wolf on it and it says La Push on it too. It also says "Run with the pack beneath a full moon". I love it! I've liked Taylor Lautner since he was on Sharkboy and Lavagirl so I think it's fair to say that I like the wolf better than the vampire.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Happy Birthday to Me!!

It's my birthday today! I'm so excited! I turned 15 today! I had family over yesterday, and then today, I-well, I don't know how to tell you what I did, so I won't. But it was different, I can tell you that! And another piece of news is that I am an aunt! My sister-in-law gave birth yesterday to a health baby boy! I don't know the name yet, but I will soon! I'm so happy for my brothers! One is the dad, the other, an uncle! Well, that's it! TaTa for now!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

My Sewing Projects: The pics

Alas! I have gotten pics of my different sewing projects! Getting the pics wasn't all that hard, but actually coming downstairs to get on the comp to put the pics on here; that took a little work. My mom kept saying I was procrastinating. Oh, but I'm not, See, here they are:

This first one is of the bag that's draw-string capable. It has the initials of my middle name on it, A*M, but without the little asterik mark.

The second one is of my reversible bag. The blue side is what you can see, but if you look closely, you can see some of the pink from the pink side!

The next one is of my pj bottoms! They're green and it says things like love the earth and what not. Like, going green. I love em!

The next pic is of me wearing the dress that I made! It's white with little blue flowers allll over it! It even has a button in the back that I sewed on by hand!

Okay, the very last pic is of the pj shorts that I made outside of the camp. It's kinda like t-shirt material. And they only have one pocket instead of two. And I know that they may look big, but once I draw the draw-strings, they will obviously fit!

Okay, so there ya have it! All the sewing projects that I did! See, mother, I didn't procrastinate!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Sewing Camp

Last Tuesday I started a sewing camp. It is pretty fun actually. Once you get in a cycle, it's not that bad! The very first thing that I made was a pin cushion to put all my pins in. Oh migosh. The ending result for that was very ugly looking. I took my sewing machine and the crappy looking pin cushion home to show my parents. I left the pin cushion at home. I didn't want to look at it at camp. Anywho, the second thing that we made was a bag that was draw-string capable. It was fun to make and I was the first one done! On my bag was some embroidery work of the initials of my middle name. The letters are A and M. The next project that I worked on was another bag. But this time, a reversible one! I worked the rest of Tuesday and all of Wednesday to finish the bag and I am so proud of it! I used a really pretty pink pattern for one side and a pretty looking blue pattern for the other side! I even made the straps. And then, after I made mine, all of the other little girls started copying me; wanting to make bags of their own. It was sweet.

But while I was working on finishing my bag on Wednesday, the rest of the class were starting on their pj bottoms. So I was behind. That didn't bother me any. I didn't mind it at all that I was behind. So it was Thursday when I started MY pj bottoms. But that was the day that everyone started their dresses! Ok, I was getting a little bit frazzled. But I told myself to calm down. I wasn't going to rush something just because I was behind. And I didn't. I took one step at a time, and eventually, I finished my pj bottoms on Friday! Yahoo they were done! And, the best part: They had pockets! I was the only student with pockets in them! Hehe! When I was finally done with the project I decided that I would take the sewing machine home and work on something there. I decided to make a hanging pillow thing for my friends girlfriend. I had the fabric embroidered on to get the letter A for her name.

So on Saturday, I started the pillow; and also on Saturday, I finished it! I even stuffed it all by myself too! Well, my mom helped me a little with the corners and spreading out all of the stuffing. I had a well rested weekend. If you consider cleaning your room in three days and having your guy friend over for dinner well resting. But I liked it. The whole weekend I mean.

So here it is, another week of sewing camp ahead of me! And I'm looking forward to it! And guess what?!!? I started my dress today! It's white with little blue flowers all over! And it has pleats in the front too! I'll be so excited when I am done!

And guess what ELSE?!!? I will post pics of all my creations, excluding the pin cushion, when I am all done with my dress! That way you get to see everything in one post!

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I am perhaps the most idiotic person on the planet. Seriously.

"School's out for summer! School's out for ever!" This song has been recently stuck in my head playing these two lines over and over. And it has a right to be. Because starting tomorrow, I have 4.5 days of school left! Yes! My Freshmen year at high-school is almost done and it's so hard for me to believe! But let me get back to the original point. The title.

Every school year since 7th grade I have gotten a yearbook. Well this year, I knew that my ninth grade yearbook was going to be huger and heavier than the two previous yearbooks that I had. I mean, it had four grades instead of two, fall/winter/spring sports, the seven different choirs, drama, leadership, elective classes, and a whole lot more is what the yearbook would have. I bought my $45.00 dollar yearbook the same time that I paid my second semester $15.00 digital photo fee. I thought nothing of the yearbook until the time that I needed to get it.

It was now May 28th, 2010. The day the yearbooks would be distributed. I was super excited. I mean, who wouldn't be?! During lunch I asked my friend where I could find the list to see if I could get my yearbook that day. You see, if your name wasn't on the list, you had to wait until Tuesday June 1st for your yearbook. Well, I went to the list and I looked at it. I didn't see my name on the list. It was alphabetical by last name and I did not see my name. Damn.

I did not get my yearbook on the 28th. I went through the rest of the school day in a tizzy. I was so mad. When my mom got home from work I told her what happened and she went on a rampage. We located the copy of the check that she wrote and I knew that that would help. I left a little earlier from my house on Tuesday to head to the Business Office to straighten out the problem. The lady I talked to was really nice and she used to work at my elementary school so she knew me better than most of the other students.

I told her what the problem was and she looked up my name on the computer and she said that I had paid. I was so confused and I asked her what the list was. She looked at me with a puzzled look. I told her about the list to the right of me, the one that my friend told me about at lunch.

The lady laughed, not meanly, and she said. "Oh that list is for seniors who haven't paid their fee's yet. You don't want to be on that list." I felt like the biggest idiot. I was so embarrassed and I still feel like an idiot. Ugh.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

My Favorite Websites!

Hello all!

This is going to be a short post today. I have recently realized that I have three favorite sites that I visit almost everyday. Maybe you have heard of them, maybe you haven't!

1) is my most favorite! I am on it constently and whenever I miss school, I can always ask my friends on FaceBook what I missed!

2) is another one. I recently came across it and have become positively addicted to it!

3) is the third and final one. It's a place where you can submit your own stories, journal entries, and poems. You can read and comment on other people's work. It's a really cool site where you can be free to do your own style of writing without someone telling you that it's not good to be writing. I myself have some poems and a short story on my account!

All of these sights are amazing in their own way! I just hope that you think so too!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Caffeine: My new science Project

Sometime last week, in science, we got a new project to work on. We had to pick a compound and research it. We could either do a poster, or make a model of our compound. I decided to do the easiest thing possible...the poster. This research activity is worth 50 points. Wow, that is a lot. Soooooo, the compound that I picked was Caffeine. And I felt like sharing this information with you because I wanted to. That's right. So here is what I had to research and the point value for each item.

*Formula for compound (2 pts)
- C8H10N4O2 (the numbers are supposed to be subscripts)

*Symbol, atomic number and mass, and group(family) for each element in your compound as found in the Periodic Table (2 pts)
- Carbon: C, 6, 12.011, 4
- Hydrogen: H, 1, 1.0079, 1
- Nitrogen: N, 7, 14.007, 5
- Oxygen: O, 8, 15.999, 6

*General properties of the compound (state of matter at room temperature, appearance, forms) (2 pts)
- State @ room temp.: Solid, Bitter
- Appearances: Odorless, White
- Forms: Powder or Crystalline

*Several examples of where the compound can be found (3 pts)
- Arabica Plant: Produces coffee beans
- Theobroma Cacao Plant: Produces the beans that are the primary ingredient in chocolate
- Kola Nuts: Many cola products are made from these
- Thea Sinensis Plant: Leaves are used for teas
- Some diet pills
- Some O.T.C pain relievers
- Some medicines

*Man-made (synthetic) or naturally occurring? (2 pts)
- The answer is both. Caffeine is naturally occurring but when the manufacturing process starts and it gets put into beverages and pills and such, then it's man-made.

*Whether it is saturated or unsaturated (2 pts)
- I have not a clue with this one because my teacher didn't help me when I asked and because this has to do with covalent bonding and hydrocarbons. Not the fat content.

*High quality drawing (structural formula) of the compound including bond types (a single, a double, or a triple) (5 pts)
- I haven't done this yet either because I don't know if the picture I found to draw from is correct or not

*Uses for compound that aren't human related (5 pts)
- I searched high and low for this answer and came to a conclusion that caffeine is made for human purposes only

*How is this compound obtained and used by humans (5 pts)
- caffeine is a natural stimulant, therefore it is a drug. Stimulants are a drug category. I learned that in health. Anywho, humans mostly get caffeine from beverages such as teas, coffees, soft drinks, and energy drinks. Caffeine mostly is used to ward of drowsiness and restoring alertness. But low levels of caffeine mixed with other stuff can help with Type 2 Diabetes, Low Blood Pressure, Asthma, and Gallbladder Disease.

*What happens if humans do not get this compound? (5 pts)
- Nothing bad will happen to humans if they don't have caffeine in their systems. But, there are plenty of bad things that can happen to you if you consume too much caffeine. You can get insomnia, headaches, anxiety, etc. based on a combination of dependency and a wide range of unpleasant mental/physical conditions. And one of the things you can get is Caffeine Intoxication and that is not fun for anyone who's experienced it before.

*Soluble or insoluble in water (1 pt)
- Caffeine is soluble in water

*Bring in a product/sample that contains your compound (2 pts)
- I'm bringing in a 20 fl oz Mountain Dew soda in a plastic bottle. There is 90 mg of caffeine in a 20 fl oz container of Mountain Dew

*Poster presentation/quality (10 pts)
- I can nail the presentation

*Use of class time (4 pts)
- We haven't used class time yet. Just home time

Be colorful and creative. Use pictures (from magazines) and drawing where appropriate. This project is due May 6th for periods 1, 3, and 5. It's due May 7th for periods 2, 4, and 6. And presentations start on the 11th and 12th of May. This is a 50 point assignment so do your best work!

Well, this is what my weekend is filled with because I have a four day weekend! Yay.....not. But at least I'm not procrastinating!

Friday, April 16, 2010

In a good Place

I'm still working on my Invisible Children Post but I needed to do something so I wouldn't feel guilty. Some things have happened to me recently that I wasn't prepared for, let alone ever experienced before. I was super excited about these new feelings and so was the other side of the story. But then something happened and I don't know how it came about and I felt crushed. I was angry at the other side of the story as well as my own side. I was angry at myself because I thought I had rushed it and pushed too far. Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I'll never know for sure. But after things finally settled down, and after things started looking up, I was feeling alot better. I'm in a wonderful place right now and I'm not gonna ruin it. I'm not gonna jump into things too fast like I did last time. I'm letting nature take its course and I think that's a better plan for me. But one more thing before I sign off: There's a new side of the story (aka, a guy). So for right now, I'm in a good place, and I'm liking it.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

A new Post coming soon!

There's a post that I'll be doing soon, it's all about The Invisible Children. I need to get the post all written down before I write it here so I can get everything right. I don't want to throw in any extra stuff. So be patient, it'll be here soon!

Thursday, April 1, 2010



Monday, March 22, 2010

My Olympic Poem

Yaaaaay! I've finally been able to type up my Olympic poem and know I'm putting it on here. I wrote it two days before the closing Ceremonies, so that's why it may sound funny. So, here it is!:

Olympic Poem
February 26th, 2010
Age: 14

There comes a time every four years,
when we must come together/ rally around/ and send out cheers.

There’s only one word that surface’s when countries send their top picks,
that word is my favorite and that word is Olympics.

Watching the Olympics is quite entertaining,
and when the athletes see the gloomy weather they think ‘Oh shit, it’s raining!’

We’ve heard of accidents and seen many crashes,
even read about pre-Olympic gashes!

I’ve seen such grace and elegance on the rink/snow/ and air,
and some of the Bronze/Silver/ and Gold winners have won by the width of a hair!

Celski, Ohno, White, Vito, and Vonn,
these are just some of the athletes that will never be gone.

You’ve got hardships and trials of faith,
especially when you know that maybe you can alter the path of fate.

Although the Closing Ceremonies for the 2010 Winter Olympics are two days away,
the memories of these games will be in my head to stay!

Friday, March 19, 2010

Almost here!


Thursday, March 11, 2010

So Busy!

I'm so so sorry! I've been so busy with schoolwork lately, that I haven't been able to put up my Olympics poem. What I'm working on in Honors World History right know is a very lengthy process, but we're taking it one step at a time. We're working on our CBA, Classroom Based Assessment. It's a state-wide assessment and it's mandatory. I'm in the stages of writing my rough draft. What we had to do was to pick a conflict of history that we thought was the greatest conflict of that time period. We also have to compare our conflict with a current conflict within the last ten years. I picked the Unification of Italy and I'm comparing it to the Unification of Europe and the EU (European Union). That's why I'm so busy!

Friday, February 26, 2010

A twist with Personification

I'm not sure if any of you know what the word Personification means, so I shall tell you. Personification is a literary device that I use in my highschool English class. I never knew what it was until recently. What you do is you take an inanimate objects (pencil, pen, paper clip, etc.) and you give it a personality. It's almost like you give this object a life and a story. And I recently wrote a story using Personification. I will not tell you the object until the end of the story, but I want to see if anyone can guess before they get to the end of this post! Here it is!:

Personification: My Life
February 24th, 2010
Age: 14

My very first memory of life was actually painful. Not emotional, but physical. The first thing I remember was going through that punching machine. The punch slid over my body and I tried very hard not to cringe or squirm. It was painful, and I barely made it through without moving my body. But I was strong and I was proud of my life. The next order of business was heading out to the big world. I was terrified, but I was not alone. Thousands of others, like me, were heading out to meet the person that we’d spend the rest of our lives with. We were all grouped together and sent off to our masters. When I met mine, I was really proud to serve him. He never scolded me or put me down. The first few days were kind of boring, but then the rumbles came. They just kept coming and coming. I was scared and I shook all over. I rattled with nerves and fear, but my master always helped me overcome the fear. The part that I loved most about my master was his voice. It was so very soothing and relaxing. The rumbles soon became less apparent as long as I concentrated on my master’s voice.

But then my master left the place where we were, he didn’t need to be there anymore. And I went with him. I was put in a special box and was kept safe. But then one day, some years later, something tragic happened. My master left me. He left me one day and never returned. I was shocked and then sad and then angry. Then I became bitter and felt resentment towards everyone. Many years passed and I was probably forgotten. I never saw anyone.

But one day, many years after the tragic event, I heard a girl’s voice. I looked up at this young girl and I was surprised to see a mirror image of my master. I began to weep as she picked me up and cradled me. She looked at me inquisitively and asked many questions. I tried to answer her, but she could not hear me. From that moment on, I vowed that that girl would become my new master. I will treat her right and she will treat me right. I will help her to understand my first master. The one that this girl looks like, but doesn’t know.

Have you figured it out yet?! If you have, that's amazing. It you haven't, that's okay, I'll tell you. The inanimate object that I wrote about was my grandfather's dog-tag from the military. But I don't know what war it was though. Anyway, the "master" was my grandfather (my mom's dad). The "soothing sound of his voice" was the clarinet that he played in the army's band. The "rumbles" were like explosions or something that my grandfather would've experienced (I'm only guessing). And finally, the "girl" is me. I own his dog-tag now, and I won't lose it ever. He died before I was born, so I don't really know who he is. So when I wear the dog-tag and when I wrote this story, I feel/felt a connection.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

A new STORY! ♥♥

I wrote this story last December. It's not based on a true story perse, but it was sort of based on something that I wanted really badly. I changed the storyline, because none of my friends at school knows what this story truly means. But I do. Here it is!

Under the Mistletoe: Finally
December 14, 2009
Age: 14

The guy that I loved (and still do) ...was my best friend. He is the most sincere guy I know. He’s sweet, funny, and smart too! Blaine Johnson and I have known each other since we were little kids. He is always there for me if I need help. With anything. My friends have always told me that falling in love with your best friend (especially if your best friend is a guy) is the worst thing that can happen to you. And I did just exactly that. I fell in love with Blaine. Yup. I did.

When I first realized it, I thought that I was going crazy. But I wasn’t. A few months ago, in January, is when it happened. Blaine and I were walking home from school and I looked up at him and asked a question. But instead of answering me, he reached across with his hand and tucked a loose strand of hair back behind my ear.

I started seeing him differently after that incident. His blue eyes weren’t just blue anymore. They were such a vivid blue that I would get lost in them if I stared too long. And his black hair that laid so sloppily over his eyes changed too. I don’t know what happened. I made a vow to myself that I would tell him by the time my parents Christmas party came.

But what I didn’t know was that secretly, Blaine liked me back. Me! Can you believe that?! It was December 15th, five days till the Christmas party. I still hadn’t told Blaine my secret, but I wouldn’t have to wait long. When I came home from school that day, I asked my mom if Blaine could come to the party.

“Of course he can come, you silly thing!” She said it as if I was stupid or something!

On the day of the party, I was so nervous. Why couldn’t I have told him way back in January? Why did I have to wait for the party?! When the doorbell chimed at 7:00 on the twentieth of December, I leapt from the couch to answer it. When I opened the door, I found Blaine standing there looking so handsome. I asked him why he looked so nice (he’d never worn anything nice to previous parties) and he responded with a shrug.

I let it go. Fifteen minutes later, everyone else showed up. It was mainly my parents’ friends. Blaine and I headed up to my bedroom, the place where we always go during the Christmas parties. I flopped down on my bed and he flopped next to me. We were sitting up against the headboard when I put my head up against his shoulder. He put his arm around me and we sat there quietly for several minutes.

I got up to go and get some food when I felt a soft tug on my wrist. I turned and saw that Blaine had stood up too. Before I knew it, he was giving me the softest of kisses. I looked down at my shoes with cheeks burning. He looked at me with an injured expression. “Didn’t you like it?” I shook my head ‘yes’ while still looking down at my shoes.

I felt his gentle fingers lift up my chin and he saw that I was crying. He gave me another soft kiss and pointed upward. I looked up and saw some mistletoe taped to the top of my door jam. I gave him a questioning look. He laughed.

“I put it there before I sat on your bed.”

I smiled and told him to stay right where he was. I went downstairs and got some food for the two of us. By the time I got back to my bedroom, Blaine had stayed. I handed him a plate and we sat back down on my bed. I was starving, so I ate everything on my plate. I put it on my nightstand, and curled up against Blaine. He put his arm around me again and I snuggled closer. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity. It turned out that I didn’t have to tell Blaine at all. It was like we silently told each other. It’s been a month since those two kisses happened and more have happened since.

But those two kisses felt like they happened just yesterday and that’s how I want to keep it.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

A fallen Warrior

A little over a week ago, Captain Phil Harris of the Cornelia Marie had a stroke. Capt. Phil and many other crab fishermen in Alaska are a part of the Discovery Channel's Deadliest Catch. I LOVE THAT SHOW! But I learned the most saddest thing a few nights ago. Capt. Phil had died because of the stroke. I wrote a poem in dedication. Here it is:

Oh Captain, My Captain: A dedication to Capt. Phil Harris (1956-2010)
February 10, 2010
Age: 14

When the sad sad news rang across the air into my ears,
I was surprised to not find tears.

I had just found out that Capt. Phil was dead,
and my surprise was so strong it filled his beloved Bearing Sea with red.

On the boat Capt. Phil was careful with life,
especially his sons he’d cut the ropes away with a knife.

The ‘Brothers’ of the Bearing Sea will rally and unite,
because losing a ‘Brother’ is just something they cannot fight.

I wish I could go back in time to prevent Capt. Phil from doing the bad stuff, but that would be impossible because he’s just way to tough.

Although Capt. Phil has passed away,
his life and legacy are here to stay.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

In a Mood

Hello everyone!

Homework's been so hectic lately but I'm in the eye of the storm right now. Here's another of my rhyming poems! I think it's pretty good. I wrote it sometime last week when I was 'In a Mood'.

In a Mood
February 1st, 2010
Age: 14

Have you ever been in a rotten mood,
cause if you have you’ve just gotta lean back and say... ‘dude.’

Don’t take your anger out on your friends,
cause they might think you’re mad at them and the story can twist and bend.

Just take the days slowly one at a time,
and pretty soon it’ll get easier for your days to rhyme.

Wait until the sound rings clear and true,
then you’ll have a clue on what to do.

Relax and take a break,
but maybe that won’t work and you’ll growl “Let them eat cake.”

Be light and airy and spin on the rings,
and maybe you’ll become a fairy with blue and silver streaked wings.

Have you ever been in a rotten mood,
cause if you have you’ve just gotta lean back and say... ‘dude.'

Monday, February 1, 2010

A new poem

This Saturday that we just had, I wrote a poem. Only a few close people know what it really means. It rhymes and it sounds pretty awesome. So, here it is!:

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Wife’s Tale?
January 30, 2010
Age: 14

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Fairy Tale?

“Love is in the air,”
I hear it everywhere.
I’ve never felt love at all,
so it’s like my life’s gonna fall.

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Fairy Tale?

Those brilliant eyes that I see three times a week,
makes my mouth go dry so it’s like I can’t speak.
Sometimes it feels like I’m gonna shed a tear,
and that’s the biggest fear that I can’t possibly bear to hear.

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Fairy Tale?

My schedule is the one that’s correct for the class that we share,
it’s his that’s screwed up and that’s so totally not fair!
When he walks in the room my heart jumps like a pouncing cat,
and I stare so dumbly so you might as well call me a bat.

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Fairy Tale?

I keep my friend posted fore she’s the only one who knows,
and when I tell her things into her head it goes.
She’s promised to help me in fulfilling my quest,
so I only hope that she does her very best!

Love: Is it real, or is it just a Fairy Tale?

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

My French Revolution Essay

As you may know, I'm in the 9th grade and as a freshman, you are learning things that are more in depth that what your used to. Lately, I've been learning about France and it's Revolution in 1789. Because our last day of 1st Semester is on Friday, January 15th, we have to do something called a 'Summative Assessment' and it's an essay on the French Revolution. Doing each step is very methodical in the way that we have to work it. The Graphic Organizer was due last week. The Rough Draft is/was due today. The Works Cited page was due last week. And last but not least, the Final, is due January 14th at the start of the period. Some rules about the final are that it has to be typed, it has to be in Times New Roman, it has to be 12pt font size, the margins have to be 1", and it has to be double spaced. So here's my Essay on the French Revolution:

France: Once Glorious, Now in Ruins

     1789. The year that started it all. With Louis XVI (the 16th) as King, with economic troubles on the rise, and with France’s population being split into three Estates, all Hell will break loose. In the late 1780’s in France there were some problems. Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, the King and Queen of France, made a bad set of monarchs. And while the Third Estate tried to become politically involved, other problems became larger as well.
     With King Louis XVI, an incompetent monarch leading the people of France, problems are about to emerge. Unknowingly, King Louis XVI became one of the causes of the French Revolution. He was slow at making decisions, so therefore, problems became bigger. The poor people of France became poorer under the reign of the King. “The children were terribly ragged.” (Arthur Young- Travels in France- 1788). They had no shoes or stockings either. King Louis XVI obviously did not have the know-how to take care of the people of his country. Although King Louis was called a king, he really did not act like one, and was not fit to rule.
     Another deadly cause of the French Revolution was the Economic Crisis that was going on in the years of 1788 and 1789. In those two years, the devastating crop results were badly received by the people of France. There was a slowdown in manufacturing, and that led to food shortages, rising prices for the food, and unemployment. And, the lives of the poor people of France reached crisis mode on the eve of the Revolution. Here’s an example of how the economy was bad: In August of 1788, a commoner who worked with wallpaper and earned roughly $15.00 a day, paid 60% of their wages on bread. A year later in 1789 however, that same wallpaper commoner had to pay 97% of their wages on bread (Economics of the French Revolution chart). As you can see, the economy had very bad problems in those two years. It really added to the stress and fear of many people that a revolution might be coming to their doorstep.
     Three. That is the number of groups that France’s population was split into. The First Estate, made up of the clergy (church people), the Second Estate, made up of the nobility, and the Third Estate, made up of the peasants/commoners of France. Each of these three Estates in France added to the French Revolution in a major way. Both the First and Second Estate’s were rich and tax exempted! But it was the Third Estate that carried the brunt of it. In Abbé Sieyès’s pamphlet from 1789, What is the Third Estate? he asks, “What is the Third Estate?” The answer? “Everything.” The Third Estate had all of the taxation and barely any of the money! (Spielvogel 548). Most of the Third Estate and a few members of the First and Second Estates were ready for change. The Third Estate wanted to be a part of the political order in France, but they had a long road in front of them. A road that more or less led them to the French Revolution.
     With the fact that France had a bad leader, bad money problems, and a gap between the rich and the poor, it is no wonder that they had a revolution coming towards them. Now, in today’s time, there are multiple reasons why people would want to start a ‘revolution’ of sorts here in America. With Obama’s so-called new health-care plan, many people of our country are becoming angrier each minute. Another reason for American citizens to be angry is the shutting down of Guantanamo Bay; the people do not want alleged terrorists to be running around loose. Let’s hope and pray that America doesn’t come to a ‘revolution’ because I am just a kid, and I would not want to see the nation crumbling in front of me.