Write one leaf about floppy discs

May 1, 2010

At first when I saw this one, it made me kind of mad.

I used to have a super super old computer that was a “hand-me-down” from one of my mom’s friends. It had belonged to her daughter. On it I found a whole bunch of music. Alot of it was older crap like brittany spears, etc. Then I found a folder that was “unknown.” I listened to it and ended up loving alot of the music in that folder except they were all just titled “Track 1,” etc. So when I decided to get rid of that computer and get a laptop I wanted those songs and my mom told me she’d take care of it.

Well I got my laptop and the next thing I know my mom is handing me a floppy disc saying “I put all those songs on here, but you laptop doesn’t take floppy discs.” :/  What the heck mom! That doesn’t help me at all! (I didn’t really say that to her though! I’m a good child.)

I ended up accidentally finding two of them. One of them was a super old coldplay song and the other one my sister had gotten on a burned cd from one of her friends and i recognized the song. That day I was sooo happy about that! But I’m still aggravated that the rest of the songs are pretty much lost forever! 😦


Write one leaf about interruptions

April 29, 2010

So today we had a “hard lock down drill” at school 2nd hour (aka interruption!). So the anatomy class that hour didn’t get any work done. So the teacher also decided my class hour could just have a study hall to make it fare. So I wrote this poem. Let me know what you think! 🙂

Neither of us know how to get through

And trust me I’m just as terriefied as you

I wish I knew what we could do

It seems like we were doomed from the start

But neither of us are willing to part

Life without you would break my heart

Yet all we seem to do is fight

I’ve tried to forget you with all my might

But memories make me cry at night

My mind comes up with messages I would never send

So I hope that over time, my heart will simply mend

And for you and me this won’t be the end.

Write one leaf about screaming

April 11, 2010

Depending on my mood, there are alot of different things I could write about screaming. So I might have to write this one again or add more on later.

*Running around the campfire, Jumping on the trampoline, Playing catch, Roasting marshmellows, Watching fireworks, and Giggling and Screaming the whole time. It doesn’t matter if you’re 7 or 17. It’s still just simple fun.*

Write one leaf about teasing.

March 21, 2010

There are different types of teasing in my opinion. There’s the kind where you’re “just kidding” and then they kind that is actual hurtful. I”m refering to the hurtful kind. If you have a problem with someone, then just leave them alone! You have no reason to want to make somebody else feel bad or insecure. We all just want to be loved for who we are…

And this brings me back to what happened to a friend of mine a week or so ago. He’s not one of my extremely close, but people did and said stuff to him that I don’t approve of and no matter how much you dislike a person I dont think you should be this cruel to them.

So my friend is bi. And alot of ppl suspected him of being gay all along, but not alot of people actually knew for a fact that he’s bi. His cousin on the other hand did know. She used to be really close friends with him and they always hung out. Then she started dating this one guy, and my friend didn’t approve of her boyfriend. He told her that and she got really mad and they got into an argument. Now she basically hates him. So in their english class she started telling people that he was “madly in love” with a guy in our school. And this guy is someone that nobody likes. So basically she was just being a jerk, but the guy ended up hearing about it, so every time he’d walk past my friend in the hall, he’d cover himself with his books and tell my friend to stop staring.

Then in english his cousin started teasing him again, and everyone in the class joined in. My friend started crying. He’s a sophmore, and he now hates almost everyday of his life, and fears highschool!

Teasing is bad, and has caused people to fall into depression or comit suicide! It’s not a laughing matter and people should really watch what they say!

Write one leaf about Wal-Mart

March 17, 2010

This is a rather coincidental topic since I went to Walmart this weekend. It wasn’t the best trip ever though, let me tell you! My mom has recently befriended a lady at her work who is super sweet, but her son is a brat!..and he ended up coming along with us. ug.

The whole time we were shopping in the mall he was being a pain and whining about everything. When we got to walmart though he wasn’t all too bad.

My sister and I actually wanted to play the guitar hero but it wasn’t working. So he tried to help us. We restarded it and everything but nothing would work. So we asked for help from the guy at the desk. I swear that guy was high. You should’ve seen how he acted. But we asked him if it was working and he says “well look at it! of course it is!” and he tried to press the buttons but nothing was working. So he starts making weird “hmm” noises and restarts it and goes “THERE! Now it’ll work I know it.” When it came back up he says, “there ya go! all better. see.” and the screen looked exactly as it did before he “attempted” to fix it.

So my mom’s friends son was there with us and we all just walked away asking each other “so what drugs do you think he’s on” and we were laughing our heads off!

Then we went and played with cameras before we left.

Overall it was a fun day!

Write one leaf about Hamlet

March 14, 2010

Ug, Hamlet is so boring. We began reading this in my honors world literature class this semester. Luckily we don’t have to finish it or write a paper on it anymore. That’s because there are kids in my class who transfered over from regular world literature and they already read it, so my teacher doesn’t want to make them do it again. So now we might just watch the movie!

When we began reading it, the only thing I understood basically was that Hamlet was a d-bag who was in love with a whore….or something like that! I really don’t know. My teacher tried explaining it to us, and that’s how I understood it atleast.

I don’t know what else to say about this play. It’s like a lullaby I suppose, it puts you to sleep!

Write one leaf about dead batteries

March 14, 2010

This is one that really makes me feel agrivated! When I’m older I want to be a photographer. I absoluetly love taking pictures, but my camera is such a pain in the butt! The batteries are constantly dying. A few months ago I started a “picture a day” project on facebook, where I take and upload a picture everyday. However this has been very difficult because of dead batteries. Alot of days I either can’t take my picture because my camera is dead, or I take a picture but it dies then so I cannot upload it.

It’s making my project very frustrating and I’ve lost alot of opportunities to take good pictures! 😦

Write one leaf about armor

March 10, 2010

Brace yourself! This one came up on tumblr twice so I felt I was meant to write about it.

To begin with, typically I just think of “armor” as a metal suit from medieval times. So I decide to look it up on dictionary.com and it came up with:

  • any covering worn as a defense against weapons
  • any quality, characteristic, situation, or thing that serves as protection

So based off that, I’ve decided to write a poem on it. Here it goes: Read the rest of this entry »

Write one leaf about blowing whistles.

March 9, 2010

The whistle blows and we hear the command to put up our instruments. In perfect formation we are counted off and begin marching to the tune we play. Rehearsed till our feet were soar and the sweat dripped down our bodies. Our muscles ached as the sun began setting. We continued around the parking lot and down the road. The whole time knowing if we could get it right we could go home. We hold our heads eye and arc our backs. The whistle blows again. Someone was out of step! We are counted off and begin again. One more time around the block. The bugs come out and we start swatting. Our lines fall apart and the song we play is now only vaguely recognizable. The whistle blows for the last time. We are dismissed to go home. We all let out a sigh of relief….It’s the beginning of summer marching band practice.

Write one leaf about pinkeye

March 7, 2010

I want to start by saying, “I’ve never had pinkeye!”

There was one time though about a month ago where my eyes were super red and everyone thought I had pink eye. One of my teachers told me that I’d better to to the office and call my mom. So I did – The ladies in the office told me I’d better go home and when I called my mom she ordered pinkeye drops for me and called my boss and told her I couldn’t work that day because I had pinkeye. I didn’t go home though, because there was only 1 hour left that day.

So when I got home my mom sent me to my room and told me not to come out because she didn’t want to catch it. She gave me the drops and had me put them in continuously throughout that night.

When I woke up in the morning, my mom asked me how my eyes were. I told her they were still red and she asked me if they were crusty. They weren’t. She said maybe I should stay home but when she looked at them they were just red. By the time I was dressed and had breakfast they weren’t as red anymore so I went to school. While I was at school they got red again.

It turned out, it was because one of my friends had a banana both of those days during lunch (which I’m allergic to) and the smell (ridiculously enough) was irritating my eyes and causing me to have an allergic reaction! It was crazy!