My Final Exam

Texting

Texting is very useful. Most people just abuse the power texting gives us....

Why are you crying? I haven't even cut you yet!

Usually when I have a chance to write about anything I want, I would focus on werewolves! Laugh out loud... But, seeing how I watched the new Nightmare on Elm St. last night. I guess you're going to hear about that.... It was an alright movie, nothing really fancy. The director didn't go all out but, no part of the movie was boring! There were a few good twists and it was full of suspense! I jumped at a part or two, and those movies usually don't phase me. The one thing I really hated about the movie was the fact that they changed Freddy's mask. Instead of it being burnt, it was also deteriorating. It looked NASTY!!! Oh! It wasn't continued from Freddy versus Jason, It is a re-make of the first Freddy movie.

My thoughts on transcendentalism are that it's awesome!!! Who would think of a way of life based around nature!? Personally I love nature. Whether I'm walking through a field or camping with a bunch of friends, I always enjoy it.

Blogs around the world!

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http://megankoo.edublogs.org/2010/02/15/were-not-weird-just-exciting/comment-page-1/#comment-4

Speak "I am" poem

I am strong and forceful

I wonder who's next

I hear their cries

I see their pain

I want the thrill

I am strong and forceful

I pretend to be normal

I feel frustrated and angry

I touch their flesh

I worry one might tell

I cry for another victim

I am strong and forceful

I understand that it's wrong

I say that they enjoy it as much as I

I dream about pools of tears I make them shed

I try my hardest to get what I want

I hope for more

I am strong and forceful

I win!!! :-D

You dare challenge T Steele!? I try to make my blogs as comical as possible. Life is serious because people forget how to laugh. I laugh constantly!!! I hate not laughing! That makes everything so boring. Who wants to have a serious conversation with someone? That's no fun at all!

The fact that I'm pretty straight forward makes people laugh. If I don't like you, I'll make sure to let you know. I try to do the same in my blogs, my readers know. ;) Most people think I'm just rude. Really though I try to get people to laugh at themselves. You can never be fully comfortable with yourself if you can't laugh at yourself!

My blogs aren't only comical and straight forward but fun. I mess around a lot, sometimes I like to research certain things, and a lot of the time I just don't do the assignment. But, when I do blog, I try to make it good. I encourage everyone to give my blogs a chance, but only if you have a strong sense of humor!

Challenge #1

Limericks are fun!!!

From the first time I saw you,

I knew I had found my number two,

You're pretty in pink,

Thank god you don't stink,

You make me go koo koo!

Her beauty is a wonder,

It makes my eyes wander,

From her ******* to her ***,

It makes my heart beat fast,

These things I like to ponder! ; )

There is a girl named Nicole Bailey,

Who I anticipate to see daily,

She has luscious ****,

Really nice ****,

She is so much better than that girl named Kailey!

Time flows,

Some girls like to take things slow,

No matter how much they tease,

They become so hard to please,

My love for her she'll always know!

Once I had this host,

In a restuarant off the coast,

She lifted up her dress,

Hoping to impress,

He got more sick than most!

I went to the mart,

Trying to buy my girl's heart,

Looking around seeing nothing in sight,

I found something using all my might,

I put all my love in the cart!

I have very observant eyes,

But all I see are her thighs,

They're a perfect ten,

She shoots me a **** grin,

All this while listening to Plies!

Party in the USA!!!

September 18th, 2009, changed my life forever.... At first it was a burden, always typing

about random stuff Mrs. Swanson wanted to annoy us with. Yes, it was very very annoying!!!

If I didn't have to do it I wouldn't have, at least that's how I felt at first. Typing about

assignments is ridiculous though. Sometimes we don't know what to type, and Mrs. *******

will be stubborn like an old woman and won't let us talk amongst ourselves. It only takes one

good idea for our group to type up something excellent!

Now, blogging is kind of fun! It's not at the top of my hobby list, but if we had a little more

freedom with it, it might make me want to do work. Rather than me feeling like I have to. I

wanted to blog about werewolves at one point but Mrs. Swanson didn't like the idea, go figure.

I'm glad it's not a real art class because I would skip all of the time. Well... probably not,

because then Nicole would get really pissed at me! I like to blog about her. : ) I didn't this

time because she isn't fully in my life yet, but she will be! : )

Prep Prep Prep!

Rough Draft

In a beautiful part of sarasota, after a creepy mansion on the right, before the Ringling bridge, near the quiet splash of the sea, on the darkest of nights, with romantic wonder, among the smell of the ocean, we walk hand in hand through Marina Jacks! : )

Who has fed the fire in me???

Mr. Harvey..........He was the greatest teacher ever. I was lucky to have him my 5th grade year, seeing how he retired after my class. He was HUGE on language arts and that is my favorite subject! Yet, it's the one that I struggle with the most. Mr. Harvey gave me a challenge! At times I felt like he was setting me up to fail, but I did my best and pulled through. That was the year I got my first "A" in English. That "A" went straight to my head too, because I started to do homework right when I got home from school, rather than waiting until the last minute. That was the first time I felt smart. I started to irritate my mom by correcting her grammar. I still do to this day, and every time I do I think about how Mr. Harvey changed my life and lit the flame of perseverance inside me. Lately somethings been trying to put that flame out, but there are a few people, including teachers, that are trying to fuel it once again. :)

She walks in beauty...

I lay on the ground

How did I get here?

I take a quick glance around

There's a bright light somewhere near

It's now coming toward me

Should I run, Should I scream?

When my vision cleared enough for me to see

I knew I must be in a dream

The flow of your dress

Barely touching the ground

Over her I knew I would obsess

Just her presence ceased all sound

Her dress was pure white

her skin, smooth as cream

everything about her made me feel right

But could this be as real as it seems?

She walks in beauty

Leaving me behind

Her presence still seizing all sound

One last glance left me impartial and blind....