What in the world do you do that makes them give you everything that you want?
What kind of face do you pull or act that you keep on? Why can't I do that? Why is it you're allowed to say those brash words and I can't even say no to them? Why are you a spoiled little brat who doesn't know the value of anything?
I can't believe you are related to me. You are babied, pitied, and are the most luckiest buzzturd alive.
You think everyone's going to freaking hand food, money, clothes, and shelter to you for the rest of your life?
Do you really think that your days could only consist of feeding your face and pressing buttons on the controller? Well, guess what, that's not life. You may be the only one in this whole fricking world that I envy.
You think life is so hard for you? Really? REALLY?
Try being your big sister, dear boy. Try being me. Try. I hate hate it. For some reason everyone says that you look up to me? How is that? Do you really? I wish that just for one day you could live in the world and be close to dying not being able to survive so you know at least what reality is.
I wish that I could say I Hate You out loud, but I can't. Because I don't mean it. I'm sick of seeing you fail. I'm sick of seeing you stay on your lazy butt and still get whatever you ask for. I'm sick of being out and about trying to live up my reputation as me and coming home to be ashamed of what I do. I'm sick of _____________.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
History Homework.
December 28th, 1914
Dear Love,
How are you, my dear? Why couldn't I have just listened to you and stay home... Tending to the kids, cooking, cleaning, and living the simple life. But instead I chose to go for my oldest dream since I was a young girl; to serve in the war. Thank you for understanding, but I wish you were more reluctant to let me go. There was a crushing of the German advance about a month ago. I think I may go deaf from all the gunfire and bomb attacks. I never knew that warfare was so tense, and hot.
Here's something interesting to tell the kids, I am living in a trench. Tell them that it's like an outstretched tunnel with no dirt ceiling. All these men are taking the restroom right in front of me. At first I was uncomfortable, but I have grown so use to it by now. Barely anyone here speaks English. The Germans seem to be getting more aggresive each day. We become more cynical each night. Christmas has just passed and it was certainly interesting. The day before Christmas, the Germans delivered a chocolate cake which signified as action to cease fire so the Germans may have a concert. The day after Christmas, no guns were fired or threats shouted out. It was as if both sides were waiting, waiting, watiting for the first move.
My love, I hear Jimmy Bob Thornton calling for us to put on our gas masks. I will write again soon when I have time huddle against the opposite wall of the enemy in order to tell you that I love and miss you.
With Love, Maria S.
Dear Love,
How are you, my dear? Why couldn't I have just listened to you and stay home... Tending to the kids, cooking, cleaning, and living the simple life. But instead I chose to go for my oldest dream since I was a young girl; to serve in the war. Thank you for understanding, but I wish you were more reluctant to let me go. There was a crushing of the German advance about a month ago. I think I may go deaf from all the gunfire and bomb attacks. I never knew that warfare was so tense, and hot.
Here's something interesting to tell the kids, I am living in a trench. Tell them that it's like an outstretched tunnel with no dirt ceiling. All these men are taking the restroom right in front of me. At first I was uncomfortable, but I have grown so use to it by now. Barely anyone here speaks English. The Germans seem to be getting more aggresive each day. We become more cynical each night. Christmas has just passed and it was certainly interesting. The day before Christmas, the Germans delivered a chocolate cake which signified as action to cease fire so the Germans may have a concert. The day after Christmas, no guns were fired or threats shouted out. It was as if both sides were waiting, waiting, watiting for the first move.
My love, I hear Jimmy Bob Thornton calling for us to put on our gas masks. I will write again soon when I have time huddle against the opposite wall of the enemy in order to tell you that I love and miss you.
With Love, Maria S.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Track.
At the starting line, the ubiquitous aroma of focus and determination mixes with the air. In the race, the only thoughts that could run through your mind is GO, GO, GO, GO, GO! The finish line if where the heart beats the fastest, perspiration at its highest, and your body's muscles just are screaming to keep going. Track is a sport of many skills and talents; running, sprinting, hurdling, long humping, high jumping, pole vaulting, shot putting, and long running. This sport is a sport world-wide spread sport. It is a many loved game and it is the sport of my life. Sports boost up confidence. They help you realize you can do other things in your life and use the best of your ability. Sports test your strength and dedication. It helps you keep in fit, face acception and rejection.
I first started Track in 7th grade. I was influenced and coaxed to join from my older cousin. She kept talking about how great it was and how much funny moments she had. Ahaha. So I thought "Hmm, why not?". At first it was BRUTALLL. My first practice was on a Friday. I still remember it. It was the day that I trained myself to stop complaining and learn how to pick up my legs. That weekend I was so sore, I wanted to decapitate my legs and travel on a wheelchair. How could would that be?:D After the first week, I almost wanted to quit. But then I watched all my friends participate in the first track meet. Of course, I was inelligible. I watched them raced, watched some lose, watched some win. It was fantastic! It was seriously life changing. No joke.
The day before my first track meet, I said to my coach, I am not good but I could be better, please help me. My first track meet I got 3rd place, 4th place, and a good score on my long jump! I was so proud of myself. And from then on, every track meet I've had I was always happy for me because I knew I worked hard, win or lose.
Everytime the Olympics is on, I watch, gape, and observe. I love track. I feel like it might be the only hobby of mine that I am good at. Hurdling is amazing. I swear, when I lift my leg up and my trail leg falls behind its as if I'm like prancing around. I know that might sound kind of corny, but that's really how I feel! First time I hurdles I fell and scraped my knees and elbows. You know what my hurdle coach said? "You're a true hurdler already. You got the scars to prove it!"
I love track. No competition with that sport. Running takes my breath away, literally. I had a hero once who felt the same way... She felt as strong about running as I did. More than how I felt actually. My dream was to be as fast as she was, and always be next to her racing the wind. But it's all good. Still today we're racing the wind, but it sometimes is too strong for the both of us. '
I first started Track in 7th grade. I was influenced and coaxed to join from my older cousin. She kept talking about how great it was and how much funny moments she had. Ahaha. So I thought "Hmm, why not?". At first it was BRUTALLL. My first practice was on a Friday. I still remember it. It was the day that I trained myself to stop complaining and learn how to pick up my legs. That weekend I was so sore, I wanted to decapitate my legs and travel on a wheelchair. How could would that be?:D After the first week, I almost wanted to quit. But then I watched all my friends participate in the first track meet. Of course, I was inelligible. I watched them raced, watched some lose, watched some win. It was fantastic! It was seriously life changing. No joke.
The day before my first track meet, I said to my coach, I am not good but I could be better, please help me. My first track meet I got 3rd place, 4th place, and a good score on my long jump! I was so proud of myself. And from then on, every track meet I've had I was always happy for me because I knew I worked hard, win or lose.
Everytime the Olympics is on, I watch, gape, and observe. I love track. I feel like it might be the only hobby of mine that I am good at. Hurdling is amazing. I swear, when I lift my leg up and my trail leg falls behind its as if I'm like prancing around. I know that might sound kind of corny, but that's really how I feel! First time I hurdles I fell and scraped my knees and elbows. You know what my hurdle coach said? "You're a true hurdler already. You got the scars to prove it!"
I love track. No competition with that sport. Running takes my breath away, literally. I had a hero once who felt the same way... She felt as strong about running as I did. More than how I felt actually. My dream was to be as fast as she was, and always be next to her racing the wind. But it's all good. Still today we're racing the wind, but it sometimes is too strong for the both of us. '
The Telephone.
The telephone has greatly affected our society and our connections to the world today by how it’s made communication much easier and cheaper, allowed distance to just be a ring away, and has affected written and spoken communication skills. Even though it may have some negative effects such as ill type-written texts, and cancer related brain damage, I think these only apply to those who overuse the phone and are ADDICTED.
One cultural example is in the all-American teenager life today, most teens call up the first person that comes to mind when discussing important issues or spreading big news.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.
People text, call, message, and only depend on their cell phone. It's basically their life. Look what the telephone has done to people! I support this invention except I just hope people don’t go a little overboard. It may have some downs of addictiveness, and mental damage, but it’s a great invention. Alexander G. Bell has affected the Industrial Revolution by how his invention in 1876 of the telephone allowed people to communicate easier and faster, while being able to spread the news to keep people informed. His invention allowed long distance to be only a ring away.
One cultural example is in the all-American teenager life today, most teens call up the first person that comes to mind when discussing important issues or spreading big news.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.
People text, call, message, and only depend on their cell phone. It's basically their life. Look what the telephone has done to people! I support this invention except I just hope people don’t go a little overboard. It may have some downs of addictiveness, and mental damage, but it’s a great invention. Alexander G. Bell has affected the Industrial Revolution by how his invention in 1876 of the telephone allowed people to communicate easier and faster, while being able to spread the news to keep people informed. His invention allowed long distance to be only a ring away.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Book Review
Author: Annie Bryant
Title: Beacon Street Girls: Worst Enemies/Best Friends (The BSG Series)
Summary: This childrens' series book is about four best friends; Charlotte, Katani, Avery, and Maeve. Charlotte is a new kid who moved from London. She joins a lunch table of 3 seventh graders who are Katani, Avery, and Maeve. After an embarassing tablecloth food incident created by Charlotte, the four become worst enemies. Charlotte invites her ex-bestfriends to a sleepover at her house hoping to maybe rekindle their friendship. During their sleepover while looking for a mouse, they discover an entrance to "The Tower". After this major find, they become best friends once again using the Tower ar their fortress. This fictional novel is about true best friends with such different qualities that it's the fact that they're difference which makes loves each other so much.
Messages from the Book:
-We should speak our minds.
-We shouldn't put ourselves down, even if we aren't super good at something, or smart, or beautiful.
-Be loyal to your friends. Try not to lie to them even if they made a mistake or did soemthing totally embarassing.
-Always try for something new-how we you know what we can or can't do if we never try?
-How can you choose your dream if you can't keep up?
-You shouldn't take from people, but give back all the good things we're losing.
My Uneducated Note:
I read this book because my younger second cousin from Toronto told it's one of her favorite series and kept asking me to read the book. Haha. So I did. Even if it's a young teen's series book, it sends some good messages.
-Yiou shouldn't take from people or from the planet.
Title: Beacon Street Girls: Worst Enemies/Best Friends (The BSG Series)
Summary: This childrens' series book is about four best friends; Charlotte, Katani, Avery, and Maeve. Charlotte is a new kid who moved from London. She joins a lunch table of 3 seventh graders who are Katani, Avery, and Maeve. After an embarassing tablecloth food incident created by Charlotte, the four become worst enemies. Charlotte invites her ex-bestfriends to a sleepover at her house hoping to maybe rekindle their friendship. During their sleepover while looking for a mouse, they discover an entrance to "The Tower". After this major find, they become best friends once again using the Tower ar their fortress. This fictional novel is about true best friends with such different qualities that it's the fact that they're difference which makes loves each other so much.
Messages from the Book:
-We should speak our minds.
-We shouldn't put ourselves down, even if we aren't super good at something, or smart, or beautiful.
-Be loyal to your friends. Try not to lie to them even if they made a mistake or did soemthing totally embarassing.
-Always try for something new-how we you know what we can or can't do if we never try?
-How can you choose your dream if you can't keep up?
-You shouldn't take from people, but give back all the good things we're losing.
My Uneducated Note:
I read this book because my younger second cousin from Toronto told it's one of her favorite series and kept asking me to read the book. Haha. So I did. Even if it's a young teen's series book, it sends some good messages.
-Yiou shouldn't take from people or from the planet.
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