Freedom is the sky
Always open and wide
For soaring and floating
Bouncing on clouds
And being carried in mid-air
Freedom is the sky
Never ending
Never closing
And always there
Thursday, June 08, 2006
A Problem
"Teacher recemmondations," Bex thought. "Darn!" Every time she asked a teacher for something they wound up yelling at her, and her punishment would be detention. She wondered how she was going to get a recemmondation. Bex had to get into this summer program, so she needed a way to get around this problem.
Boy Gone Missing
Today I did an excercise where I wrote a mystery with a water gun, three dice, and a half eaten sandwich.
"C'mon, go already!" Andrew shouted to his opponent. He was in his room betting in Craps, as he did weekly. Normally, he betted with friends and people he knew under his parents' rules, and it made him more comfortable. But today he was betting with a total stranger. "I wonder how much trouble I'll get in for this," thought Andrew. "Well, it's worth it for the money he offered me. Besides, I'm almost eighteen."
The opponent finally made his move. Big mistake. Andrew smiled and looked up. "Hand me the money. All thousand dollars," he said gleefully. This was exciting! His opponent had offered a lot.
Suddenly, the opponent grimacded and took some sort of weapon out of his pocket. Andrew put down the sandwhich he was eating and ran to his closet to hide. The opponent followed him. Andrew grabbed the first thing he could find to distract the opponent, which was a water gun. He squirted, and the distraction lasted for a while, but not long enough. The opponent grabbed Andrew by the neck, led him to his car, and drove away.
Meanwhile, Andrew's mom had found the ndice that they were playing with and called private investigators to report a missing son. The invistigators had detected the fingerprints on the dice. "They must be from...Larry George. He's been on a lot of cases lately! Let's get em' guys," exclaimed one of the investigators.
EPILOGUE
Just as Larry George got home and grinned meanly, Andrew's mom and investigators rescued him.
"C'mon, go already!" Andrew shouted to his opponent. He was in his room betting in Craps, as he did weekly. Normally, he betted with friends and people he knew under his parents' rules, and it made him more comfortable. But today he was betting with a total stranger. "I wonder how much trouble I'll get in for this," thought Andrew. "Well, it's worth it for the money he offered me. Besides, I'm almost eighteen."
The opponent finally made his move. Big mistake. Andrew smiled and looked up. "Hand me the money. All thousand dollars," he said gleefully. This was exciting! His opponent had offered a lot.
Suddenly, the opponent grimacded and took some sort of weapon out of his pocket. Andrew put down the sandwhich he was eating and ran to his closet to hide. The opponent followed him. Andrew grabbed the first thing he could find to distract the opponent, which was a water gun. He squirted, and the distraction lasted for a while, but not long enough. The opponent grabbed Andrew by the neck, led him to his car, and drove away.
Meanwhile, Andrew's mom had found the ndice that they were playing with and called private investigators to report a missing son. The invistigators had detected the fingerprints on the dice. "They must be from...Larry George. He's been on a lot of cases lately! Let's get em' guys," exclaimed one of the investigators.
EPILOGUE
Just as Larry George got home and grinned meanly, Andrew's mom and investigators rescued him.
Show vs. Tell
Tell Larry and George hate each other.
Show Larry sprinted into the hall and as soon as he saw George, he glared at him meanly. In response, George punched Larry when he got the chance. The fist fight began.
"Stay away from me and my girlfriend, you hear?" shouted Larry.
"You stole her from me!" George replied. As they continued to beat each other up, they realized that they truly hated each other.
Show Larry sprinted into the hall and as soon as he saw George, he glared at him meanly. In response, George punched Larry when he got the chance. The fist fight began.
"Stay away from me and my girlfriend, you hear?" shouted Larry.
"You stole her from me!" George replied. As they continued to beat each other up, they realized that they truly hated each other.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
On the Bus
"I'll never forgive you as long as I live," I heard a girl say on the bus I was on. She was standing up talking to her parents, about to cry. I wondered what she was so angry about.
"Why did you have to make us move like that? Why can't you ever let me decide if we are moving?" I remembered the time my family had moved. I had felt the same way as this girl had. Something in me wanted to comfort the girl, but I chose to stay and listen.
"Kelly, will you stop complaining already!" her mom exclaimed, exasperated. "You know we can't change this anyway."
"Your mother's right, Kelly. Go occupy yourself with something else," her father said sleepily.
I felt sorry for Kelly. Her parents should have known that moving was tough.
Suddenly she outbroke in crying and screaming. I wished I could say something to make her feel better, but just as I started to think of what I could say, my parents called to me.
"Alicia! Come on, let's go. We've got to get to this hotel."
"Yeah, Alicia, c'mon!" my sister shouted.
The bus ride was over.
"Why did you have to make us move like that? Why can't you ever let me decide if we are moving?" I remembered the time my family had moved. I had felt the same way as this girl had. Something in me wanted to comfort the girl, but I chose to stay and listen.
"Kelly, will you stop complaining already!" her mom exclaimed, exasperated. "You know we can't change this anyway."
"Your mother's right, Kelly. Go occupy yourself with something else," her father said sleepily.
I felt sorry for Kelly. Her parents should have known that moving was tough.
Suddenly she outbroke in crying and screaming. I wished I could say something to make her feel better, but just as I started to think of what I could say, my parents called to me.
"Alicia! Come on, let's go. We've got to get to this hotel."
"Yeah, Alicia, c'mon!" my sister shouted.
The bus ride was over.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
What Happened to the Fire
It used to be bright
There used to be light
There were parties and more
And screaming and laughing
It would snow and freeze
And a cool, crisp breeze
I got sand in my eye
But Dr. Pepper made it all better
I was a flame in the fire
Of life and myself
The little dolls would frown and cry
The flames would eat out their eyes
Of course the dolls still stared
And we didn't care
It would hurt
To touch a light wave
But we still got to ride
It was wet and dry
And lapsing pain
To feel that joy
I'll never even know
Where the butter went
It just slides on and on
Oh, but what happened to the fire?
Why did it freeze?
Why did we die?
I can't find the butter!
What happened to the fire?
There used to be light
There were parties and more
And screaming and laughing
It would snow and freeze
And a cool, crisp breeze
I got sand in my eye
But Dr. Pepper made it all better
I was a flame in the fire
Of life and myself
The little dolls would frown and cry
The flames would eat out their eyes
Of course the dolls still stared
And we didn't care
It would hurt
To touch a light wave
But we still got to ride
It was wet and dry
And lapsing pain
To feel that joy
I'll never even know
Where the butter went
It just slides on and on
Oh, but what happened to the fire?
Why did it freeze?
Why did we die?
I can't find the butter!
What happened to the fire?
Monday, June 05, 2006
The Maze of Doom
The worms are in the zig-zag maze
Knowing that every step they take
Will lead to doom
Some try to stay alive
And some try to die
Most of them just take their step
And try not to get hit by the razor blade
Suddenly
The slug finds an escape at the other end
It crawls rapidly
But the razor blade and chops the one worm into two
The worms cringe in pain
There is still time left
To find the escape
They slide behind the trap door
About to be untrapped
No
It's too late
The maze collapses
And the worms all die
Knowing that every step they take
Will lead to doom
Some try to stay alive
And some try to die
Most of them just take their step
And try not to get hit by the razor blade
Suddenly
The slug finds an escape at the other end
It crawls rapidly
But the razor blade and chops the one worm into two
The worms cringe in pain
There is still time left
To find the escape
They slide behind the trap door
About to be untrapped
No
It's too late
The maze collapses
And the worms all die
Absolute Zero
The many lines of life meeting in dignity
Blurry yet vivid
Perfect lines forming into one
Midnight shadows in between them
Real yet fantasy
The black, white, and red of the world
And the details that life doesn't offer
Horrid but delightful
Evil looming and swarming
The good of the world in mid-air
As evil and good melt into life
Unsure but definite
A painting that only the soul can see
Morbid lines
What are they?
Nothing
Blurry yet vivid
Perfect lines forming into one
Midnight shadows in between them
Real yet fantasy
The black, white, and red of the world
And the details that life doesn't offer
Horrid but delightful
Evil looming and swarming
The good of the world in mid-air
As evil and good melt into life
Unsure but definite
A painting that only the soul can see
Morbid lines
What are they?
Nothing
The Turnback
In a parallel universe Snow White was smarter
She knew who and who not with to barter
She knew who and who not to talk to
An apple from some lady on the street--she wouldn't chew
So she smiled at the evil queen and knocked her out
She didn't need a prince to save her--I don't have a doubt
I just feel sorry for the other stupid Snow White
But in the end it serves her right
I'll stay in this universe with the princesses who are cool
Never would I like to live with a fool
She knew who and who not with to barter
She knew who and who not to talk to
An apple from some lady on the street--she wouldn't chew
So she smiled at the evil queen and knocked her out
She didn't need a prince to save her--I don't have a doubt
I just feel sorry for the other stupid Snow White
But in the end it serves her right
I'll stay in this universe with the princesses who are cool
Never would I like to live with a fool
Little Miss Muffet: Rewritten!
Little Miss Muffet sat down to have a cup of cider
Little did she know she was sitting on a spider
"Ouch," thought the spider as he gave her a bite
"I know this will serve her right"
So Miss Muffet sat up and searched for her boyfriend
Because this spider bite her boyfriend could mend
She didn't know, though, of the spider saying "Whoo hoo!"
For the spider had bitten her boyfriend, too
As Miss Muffet got dizzy and fainted in a haze
The spider thought she should have other ways
"She should learn to rescue herself," he thought
And there are a few lessons to be taught
First, never sit on a spider and always be kind
But, if you do, don't think you have a boyfriend to find
Unlike Miss Muffet, be smart and have a plan
So this situation won't happen again
Little did she know she was sitting on a spider
"Ouch," thought the spider as he gave her a bite
"I know this will serve her right"
So Miss Muffet sat up and searched for her boyfriend
Because this spider bite her boyfriend could mend
She didn't know, though, of the spider saying "Whoo hoo!"
For the spider had bitten her boyfriend, too
As Miss Muffet got dizzy and fainted in a haze
The spider thought she should have other ways
"She should learn to rescue herself," he thought
And there are a few lessons to be taught
First, never sit on a spider and always be kind
But, if you do, don't think you have a boyfriend to find
Unlike Miss Muffet, be smart and have a plan
So this situation won't happen again
A Waste of Time
Extraordinary love looks like
So sensitive masterpieces
Secret revenge
High-powered fun
Unstoppable
People say
Love conquers time
There's no real moments
The world has changed
So sensitive masterpieces
Secret revenge
High-powered fun
Unstoppable
People say
Love conquers time
There's no real moments
The world has changed
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Letter to the Editor: Am I Random?
Dear Editor,
I hate Dr. Pepper cans. Do you like them? I hate them. I hate them because they are red, but I like the color purple. I beg you to please turn Dr. Pepper cans to purple because I promise it will work better. If you don’t then I will have to paint my cans purple. Now, you really don’t want me to do all that work, do you? Make the Dr. Pepper cans purple.
I read a fortune teller this morning. It says that you could become very unfortunate. Dr. Pepper people, what do you suppose this means? Maybe I’ll die in three seconds! Let’s see...3, 2, 1, nope! I’m still alive! Maybe Dr. Pepper will be gone. Let’s see...hold on. Okay, my Dr. Pepper is still at my desk! Do you seek any meaning in the fortune teller?
Sometimes I get annoyed with the song The Wheels On the Bus. Do you ever get annoyed with it? I don’t like the middle part. Then again, sometimes I like the song.
I hate things like open parentheses (like this). Well, sorry that I made it closed parentheses but after seeing the open parentheses for that long I got scared of it and needed to close it. I also hate things like women spelled like women. Well, it was spelled the scary way, but then I had to change it because I got scared again.
Do you think I’m random? A lot of my friends say I’m random. Am I? I wonder...
Monkeys rock! You know, I wish they weren’t so brown. What if monkeys were purple, pink, or blue? What a funny sight that would be!!
Lastly, Dr. Pepper people, I hate the ring of the telephone. They have ring tones on cell phones, so why can’t they have ring tones on normal phones instead of just cell phones? Are phones bad? Do people like the traditional ring? I don’t.
This is pointless. This is bad. This whole letter is fraud. This whole letter is mean. This whole letter is asking for only one thing.
Please, Dr. Pepper people, please. Make the world collapse.
Signed,
Your Dear Friend,
A great pal,
A Dr. Pepper lover and fan,
A crazy cat,
A dude,
Me
I hate Dr. Pepper cans. Do you like them? I hate them. I hate them because they are red, but I like the color purple. I beg you to please turn Dr. Pepper cans to purple because I promise it will work better. If you don’t then I will have to paint my cans purple. Now, you really don’t want me to do all that work, do you? Make the Dr. Pepper cans purple.
I read a fortune teller this morning. It says that you could become very unfortunate. Dr. Pepper people, what do you suppose this means? Maybe I’ll die in three seconds! Let’s see...3, 2, 1, nope! I’m still alive! Maybe Dr. Pepper will be gone. Let’s see...hold on. Okay, my Dr. Pepper is still at my desk! Do you seek any meaning in the fortune teller?
Sometimes I get annoyed with the song The Wheels On the Bus. Do you ever get annoyed with it? I don’t like the middle part. Then again, sometimes I like the song.
I hate things like open parentheses (like this). Well, sorry that I made it closed parentheses but after seeing the open parentheses for that long I got scared of it and needed to close it. I also hate things like women spelled like women. Well, it was spelled the scary way, but then I had to change it because I got scared again.
Do you think I’m random? A lot of my friends say I’m random. Am I? I wonder...
Monkeys rock! You know, I wish they weren’t so brown. What if monkeys were purple, pink, or blue? What a funny sight that would be!!
Lastly, Dr. Pepper people, I hate the ring of the telephone. They have ring tones on cell phones, so why can’t they have ring tones on normal phones instead of just cell phones? Are phones bad? Do people like the traditional ring? I don’t.
This is pointless. This is bad. This whole letter is fraud. This whole letter is mean. This whole letter is asking for only one thing.
Please, Dr. Pepper people, please. Make the world collapse.
Signed,
Your Dear Friend,
A great pal,
A Dr. Pepper lover and fan,
A crazy cat,
A dude,
Me
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
So Desperately In Love
Tomorrow was the last day of school, and someone had to ask me out on a date because I was dead scared. I was scared of the teasing I'd get for being the worst in running, and scared of the people pretending to be nice by being like, "Aw, well just do better by doing this and this and this." And lastly, I was scared of crying. Sometimes, as hard as I bit my lip or grinded my teeth, my mouth would pop open and the tears would come out, kind of like a broken water faucet. I needed to stay happy, stay laughing. I suddenly wished that I could carry some jokes or something that would make me laugh and laugh and laugh while I was running. I wondered what the middle school would think of that. I wondered what my crush would think.
I was madly in love, and if my crush would just ask me out or something all of my problems would disappear. He would stand up for me and then text message "I love you" or "You are so hot" to me, and we would smile and kiss. It would be so romantic.
Before I slept, I danced to music and then, for the first time in months, I prayed. I prayed that my crush would ask me out and then that I would die before tomorrow and then that I would live long enough for my crush to ask me out. Then I prayed that I wouldn't cry. And then I cried.
Note: This is one of the many writings that is the OPPOSITE of my point of view. I repeat, the OPPOSITE!
I was madly in love, and if my crush would just ask me out or something all of my problems would disappear. He would stand up for me and then text message "I love you" or "You are so hot" to me, and we would smile and kiss. It would be so romantic.
Before I slept, I danced to music and then, for the first time in months, I prayed. I prayed that my crush would ask me out and then that I would die before tomorrow and then that I would live long enough for my crush to ask me out. Then I prayed that I wouldn't cry. And then I cried.
Note: This is one of the many writings that is the OPPOSITE of my point of view. I repeat, the OPPOSITE!
Friday, May 26, 2006
I see Myself
I see myself
With big brown eyes
That contain my sincerity
And a small semicircle smile
That knows the truth
I see myself
With an outfit that complements my mood
Either a boring white shirt
Or something black for cool
I see myself
With lime green crocs
That show style and fun
And lazy determination
I see myself
Standing tall and straight
Proud of who I am
I see myself
As me
With big brown eyes
That contain my sincerity
And a small semicircle smile
That knows the truth
I see myself
With an outfit that complements my mood
Either a boring white shirt
Or something black for cool
I see myself
With lime green crocs
That show style and fun
And lazy determination
I see myself
Standing tall and straight
Proud of who I am
I see myself
As me
Friday, May 12, 2006
Total Opposites
First Character
Mildred scurried, trying to escape the lively chatter of the city. She was in no mood for keeping up with the town gossip--she had so many other things to do. Mildred couldn't understand how rich ladies with families to raise could walk around the town in fancy dresses and actually stop to talk. Looking away, she shook her head and rushed home to clean.
Her Opposite
Lily waited a few minutes before fishing, stopping to enjoy the fresh air and what she considered nature's greatest beauty. She looked at the sunset, with every color melting into pinkish-gray over the dark ocean. "Oh, how beautiful," she murmured to herself. "If only I could stay a little longer." But I can't, she thought. Lily never understood why her parents wanted her to hurry and bring fish home so early. If she was a minute late for dinner, she would be in deep trouble. It's not fair that everything is so structured, she thought. Sighing, Lily headed home.
Mildred scurried, trying to escape the lively chatter of the city. She was in no mood for keeping up with the town gossip--she had so many other things to do. Mildred couldn't understand how rich ladies with families to raise could walk around the town in fancy dresses and actually stop to talk. Looking away, she shook her head and rushed home to clean.
Her Opposite
Lily waited a few minutes before fishing, stopping to enjoy the fresh air and what she considered nature's greatest beauty. She looked at the sunset, with every color melting into pinkish-gray over the dark ocean. "Oh, how beautiful," she murmured to herself. "If only I could stay a little longer." But I can't, she thought. Lily never understood why her parents wanted her to hurry and bring fish home so early. If she was a minute late for dinner, she would be in deep trouble. It's not fair that everything is so structured, she thought. Sighing, Lily headed home.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Locked Forever
I was imprisoned by the royal queen
There isn't anything worse I have seen
The dungeon is gloomy
No flowers blooming
Nothing is happy like before
Someone save me, find the key to the cell
Rescue me and kiss me like in the stories they tell
Oh, please let my story turn out okay
I pray with all my might that you'll find a way
And if you don't
If you just won't
How will I get out of this horrible place?
The walls are sound proof, they shut the door
I won't get to live happily anymore
I'm trapped, I'm trapped, there's no way to get out
At first when this happened I didn't have a doubt
But now I know that I'm locked forever.
There isn't anything worse I have seen
The dungeon is gloomy
No flowers blooming
Nothing is happy like before
Someone save me, find the key to the cell
Rescue me and kiss me like in the stories they tell
Oh, please let my story turn out okay
I pray with all my might that you'll find a way
And if you don't
If you just won't
How will I get out of this horrible place?
The walls are sound proof, they shut the door
I won't get to live happily anymore
I'm trapped, I'm trapped, there's no way to get out
At first when this happened I didn't have a doubt
But now I know that I'm locked forever.
Friday, May 05, 2006
Official Blogger
I got a blogging certificate!
Blogging Degree
From Go-Quiz.com
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