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She typed as she once again wrote another essay for the stupid class at the stupid school where she had wasted 3 years of her miserably predictable and uninteresting life. She hated school day in and day out nothing but teachers giving you 16 hours of home work thinking that the are the only one of your 8 teachers to give you any homework at all, friends causing drama getting together one day and the next breaking up and crying on your shoulder. She was not popular she was not cool she had two friends in the entire school and they could still care less if she was there or not as they simplly tolerated her presence instead of enjoying it like most friends seemed to do. The only thing that kept her going was B3 every other day when he would come. Gregory James Peterson. Oh he was an attractive one. He sat next to her in their Psychology class and they would write little notes back and forth some involved very intense pictures involving hte teacher and terrible accidents that would end this otherwise uninteresting class.
This is how she lived day in and day out until one day Gregory showed up and her front doorstep and asked her the the one question she never thought she would hear being said to her.....ever.....
"Shabootie, would you like to go to prom with me?"..............................................................................
May 16, 2011
Fake It
To all those in love with their best friend
Who walk with them in the halls listening about their new boy/girlfriend
Who comfort them when they are sad, or laugh at their not so funny jokes all the time wishing that they could just kiss those soft lips that you love so much,
Fake it!
To those of you who hate their jobs
can only think about killing that last person who shows up 30 seconds before you close the store and asks for an hours worth of work
Fake it!
Fake it till you love it. Smile that big cheesey unreal smile until it becomes a real one. Fake it till you find that one right person you've been dreaming of. That one job that you would be happy to work overtime for. Fake it till you make it! That's all you can do in this never ending world of unhappiness and let downs.
So here's to the actors who day in and day out teach us how easy it is to fake it
Here's to the men who hate their jobs but don't want their wife and kids to know
Here's to the student who hates poetry, but can wtite a poem that would make a grown man fall to his knees and bawl.
Here's to those who are stuck with someone they don't love because there's a kid involved
Here's to the fakers!
FAKE IT!!!!!!
Who walk with them in the halls listening about their new boy/girlfriend
Who comfort them when they are sad, or laugh at their not so funny jokes all the time wishing that they could just kiss those soft lips that you love so much,
Fake it!
To those of you who hate their jobs
can only think about killing that last person who shows up 30 seconds before you close the store and asks for an hours worth of work
Fake it!
Fake it till you love it. Smile that big cheesey unreal smile until it becomes a real one. Fake it till you find that one right person you've been dreaming of. That one job that you would be happy to work overtime for. Fake it till you make it! That's all you can do in this never ending world of unhappiness and let downs.
So here's to the actors who day in and day out teach us how easy it is to fake it
Here's to the men who hate their jobs but don't want their wife and kids to know
Here's to the student who hates poetry, but can wtite a poem that would make a grown man fall to his knees and bawl.
Here's to those who are stuck with someone they don't love because there's a kid involved
Here's to the fakers!
FAKE IT!!!!!!
April 25, 2011
Gandhi
Why does the world do this stuff to us?
It gives people these stupid pet peeves.
some people can not stand to be told what to do, others hate it when they are given no instruction,
Some people hate having to listen to rap, some hate country some hate music in general, most love everything about music.
Pet peeves are just something you have to live with and you need to tiptoe around everyones.
I keep forgetting to tiptoe around pet peves of people would rub me the wrong way.
When will we own ourselves completely?
When will we be able to stand on our whole foot and say, "I don't freaking care if you hate this!" or "Get over it skippy no ones buged by it but you!"
but in our society if you said that you'd either get shot or sued depending on who the person is that you just, most likely, publically humiliated.
We just have to go day in and day out and just remember that tomorrow will come and tonight is not the last night we will see the light.
It gives people these stupid pet peeves.
some people can not stand to be told what to do, others hate it when they are given no instruction,
Some people hate having to listen to rap, some hate country some hate music in general, most love everything about music.
Pet peeves are just something you have to live with and you need to tiptoe around everyones.
I keep forgetting to tiptoe around pet peves of people would rub me the wrong way.
When will we own ourselves completely?
When will we be able to stand on our whole foot and say, "I don't freaking care if you hate this!" or "Get over it skippy no ones buged by it but you!"
but in our society if you said that you'd either get shot or sued depending on who the person is that you just, most likely, publically humiliated.
We just have to go day in and day out and just remember that tomorrow will come and tonight is not the last night we will see the light.
April 16, 2011
My little "blurbs" about some awesome songs!!
She Thinks My Tractors Sexy, Kenny Chesney:
Plot: A man and a woman working on the farm. Throughout the song he can see tha she loves to see him on is “sexy” tractor. Then later in the song she tells him about her plans for her life which involves, him a farm and a yard full of kids, oh and a nice sexy John Deere.
Characters: A man and His girlfriend.
Conflict: He can only trun her on because he has a hot tractor.
Theme: The most obscure things can be the biggest arts of a relationship.
Setting: A field and a barn on the boyfriends farm.
Sk8er Boi, Avril Lavine:
Plot: A guy and a girl fall in love during high school. They were total opposites, so she dumps him. Eventually she ends up a single mother and he becomes a big rockstar. So she sees him and feels bad, but in the end he ends up with the girl singing the song.
Characters: Skater boy, Pretty faced girl, Avril.
Conflict: She missed out on a great guy because of his outward appearance.
Theme: Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Setting: Small town, Studio, concert.
Watching You, Rodney Adkins:
Plot: A boy following his dad’s example bth bad and good. Starting off in the car and he spills his lunch all over himself, then the “4 year old said a 4 letter word that started with s” and his dad becomes concerned with all of this so he goes to thebarn and prays so that he may be able to be better. That night the little boy starts to pray to god like he was god like he was talking to a friend, this is followed with a simple answer of from you daddy!
Characters: A dad and his son
Conflict: A father is concerned about his example to his little boy
Theme: Little kids will do whatever you do good or bad
Setting: in the car, the barn and the little boys bedroom.
Before He Cheats, Carrie Underwood:
Plot: A boyfriend goes out clubbing and cheats on his girlfriend. She finds out and starts to kill his truck. The plot both follows what the boyfriend is doing with the other woman and what the girlfriend is doing outside.
Characters: Boyfriend, Girlfriend, and the other woman.
Conflict: The girls boyfriends a cheater.
Theme: Cheaters never win…..Revenge is very sweet!
Setting: A club.
Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not?, Thompson Square:
Plot: Follows a couple. Starting with their first kiss, then going onto when they became engaged, then finally their wedding day. Each story ends with one of them asking, “Are you gonna kiss me or not?”
Characters: The boy and girl
Conflict: They are not sure about the whole kissing situation
Theme: Kissing is the center of every relationship
Setting: A roof, a park and a wedding.
April 15, 2011
March 27, 2011
My Jealousy (when it comes to poetry)
The poem I decided I was fully jealous of was The Distances by Henry Rago. This poem is so simple yt it is beautiful the way he describes a house that is in the middle of this happy little world. It is surrounded by beautiful scenery. My favorite part of it that describes the place it is in is when he says "The dark wide stretch
Of plains and ocean To these hills over The night-filled river," just the way he talks about where it is, plus what time of day it is. Instead of saing duing th enight or at night time, he talks about "the night-filled river" it is just a wonderful way to give that visualization.
My other favorite part was the ending. It seemed to slowly take you away from this wonderful dream world by going from a room, to rooms and a roof, then to the sky full of midnight and the stars.
Simply a beautiful wonderful poem loved it!
Poem Link:
http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/006.html
Of plains and ocean To these hills over The night-filled river," just the way he talks about where it is, plus what time of day it is. Instead of saing duing th enight or at night time, he talks about "the night-filled river" it is just a wonderful way to give that visualization.
My other favorite part was the ending. It seemed to slowly take you away from this wonderful dream world by going from a room, to rooms and a roof, then to the sky full of midnight and the stars.
Simply a beautiful wonderful poem loved it!
Poem Link:
http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/006.html
March 21, 2011
What am I tired of?
Well let me tell you....I am tired of grades of teachers who threaten you with them and colleges who only think of those. I'm tired of killing myself to impress those stupid high school students, and of high school in general, and in people saying I have senioritis!! I am sick of not being able to spell good, or talk in god inglish and of people making fun of your ideas. I can't stand arrogant pretty girls, stuck up rich people, or people who are hypocrites. I'm sick of people thinking I am weird because I'd rather listen to Jekyll and Hyde instead on Bruno Mars or Rhianna. I hate it when you can tell someones faking being nice, mean, rude, smart, normal, or even weird. I hate it when people can not just be the people that God made them as. I CAN NOT stand people who judge those who are different than them, or judge people you date, because they do not have the same religious standards that EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE COUNTY has. They are still good people they just do not believe the same things! UGH! MY DAY'S RUINED, I'M OUT!!
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