natural disaster

things I would grab out of my house in 10 minutes before the natural disaster struck:
my clothes- I love just about every article of clothing I own, I could not leave them behind (especially my concert tees). I would stuff them all in the biggest bag I own.
my purse- which would contain my wallet, ipod, cell phone, candy, and digital camera
my cat- I'd miss him too much if he was gone.
my snuggie- it was a gift from Megan Robertson so of course it's special, and I can reach for the phone while staying completely warm like in the commercial

hurting feelings

People who's feelings are easily hurt are not fun to be around. It seems that any small thing sets them off, and they put a damper on everybodies day. I always try not to let things get to me, and hurt my feelings. I'm really good at reading people, and when I feel like I'm not wanted I feel hurt. Whenever I feel unwanted, I don't act like my feelings are hurt. I just try to get away from everybody so I'm not in the way. Since I'm a girl, hurt feelings are a big deal and common. I think we're around it more then guys are.
I never like to hurt other peoples feelings. When someone else thinks I ment to hurt them, I freak out. I never mean to hurt people, but sometimes words just come out. But I feel like most words can be taken back, especially in the heat of a moment.

childhood memory of the teeter-totter

I childhood memory I remember is how much I loved the teeter-totter...

One day in my childhood all my feelings for the teeter-totter changed, though. My friend and I were having the times of our lifes flying up in the air then dropping down and over again. Suddenly I had accidentally let go of the handle while flying up in the air. I soon fell backwards and punmented to the cold gravel. Immediantly the recess teachers ran over to the scene of the accident and helped me up. I was escorted to the nurse, where I got band-aids slapped on my knees and elbows.

You might think that I never used the teeter-totter again. But just a short week later, I got back onto it, making sure to hold onto the handle with as firm of a grip as I could muster.

saturday feb 28, my fake birthday

February 29th is my birthday. Technically, I'm four years old. This year I don't have my real birthday, but I celebrate anyways. Saturday to Sunday I have a hotel room at holiday inn express. I always try really hard to make fun birthday plans for all my friends and I, but everything always ends up going wrong. Three of my best friends are fighting. And they've all said the same thing: I don't want to go to your party if she's going to be there. It makes me so angry that they'd be doing this to me. First off, it's not about them... for once. I spent all my money on this hotel room just so I could get all my friends together and have fun... and they don't even want to come because all they are thinking of is themselves. I don't believe in revenge, but I'm thinking of what I should do for there birthdays. How about absolutely nothing? : )
Of course I'll probably end up doing something really nice for them anyways. I'm not one for revenge after all...

only 6 words

Lost from road, but finding sidewalk

love

I love my family. How could I not? In their own way, they're always supportive and there for me when I need them. My cousins and I are really close, too. I'd choose a day with them over my friends, just becasue I've known them my whole life and they could never disappoint me.
But I do love my friends. Without them my life would be pretty boring and lame.
And, yes, I've fallin in love with a boy before. At first I think they're perfect and everything is wonderful. But truthfully I had just played them up to be perfect, and really they aren't that great. And that's how things end.

My Performance

I feel like I've been doing very well this year. I am on the honor roll and I have a 3.7 GPA. My grandma was a teacher, and she was always very concerned about grades. Before she died I promised her I would letter in academics. I thought that that was achievable, because I know I will finish this year with good grades. But now I don't even know if I can keep my promise to her. Because, as I just found out, it takes two consecutive semisters of a 3.7 GPA to letter academically. So even if I finish this year with my GPA up, it won't matter. Since it has to be two semisters in a row.
This being true, I feel like I shouldn't even try anymore. I know that it will be impossible for me to be on honor roll my whole senior year. It will be just too hard, especially with my science and math classes.
I think I do well in journalism, though. I know I struggle with deadlines, but I'm doing great with these new deadlines. I already have rough rafts for my stories. It feels good to be ahead of the game.