Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Week 32: Memories of Miss Hudson's Class of 2016!

Most interesting part of class: When Miss Hudson asks us for our opinions, asks a question about the story we are reading, and asks about our selves. it is literally the most awkward thing i have ever experienced!

Least Favorite Part of Class: i really don't have a least favorite part of class. but if i were to chose one..... it would be when i realize i'm the only one into what we are learning. i look around and see people sleeping, staring off, whispering, passing notes, doing other homework, etc. its really depressing.

Hardest I Laughed in This Class: there are a lot of times when i laughed really hard and they are about things that shouldn't be in the classroom soooo i'm sorry but i cant say what i was laughing about!

Favorite Memory of This Class: i loved the stories! i wish we had more stories and a little less grammar! i know im taking comp and novels next year!

Best Thing About Hudson as a Teacher: the best thing about Miss Hudson as a teacher is that she is open to what people have to debate. she listens and most of the time understands. i like how patient she is and how she helps when you need it. i appreciate her a lot for providing me with the stories and history we went over in class! and even though i don't really like grammar, i enjoyed learning it. it made me feel a tad more smarter.

Things Hudson Could Do to Make This Class Better For Future Classes: do random writing days! About what ever someone wants to write about! sometimes, people need to vent. it would be really cool if we could take it out on paper in English class! major debates would be cool too. things you have to go into detail with and argue points. annnnnd that''s all i can think of. just a few more fun activities.

Final Comments For Miss Hudson: I really love you as an English teacher! you are good at listening and helping me understand grammar! plus, i greatly appreciated your rides home from play practice! and i love hearing you laugh! its a great laugh! you're such an interesting person and i couldn't think of anyone else who i would want to be my English teacher! THANK YOU!!!!!

Week 31: Just a Little Friendly Advice

FRESHMEN:
Even though you survived the most famous hardship of school, there are still a lot of things you need to learn. here's a list! 

  1. DO YOU! No one likes the person who changes for the people around them! even though it can be excruciatingly painful to hear a label put on you, it is natural. besides, it is not a favored thing to be a person that jumps around with their mood and personality. You have a certain personality type. You may be able to get along with most or all people, but there are certain types that are your buds!  stick with them!
  2. KNOW YOUR LIMITS! i know it is exciting to pick any class you want to take, but make sure you know and remember how much you are comfortable with doing. Yes, there are half butt people that try to do the minimum and slip by, people who are the average Joe or Jody and are okay at some things, and people that are over achievers. But you need to know and remember which group you fall into. going out of your boundaries is good; just don't push yourself over the edge. remember, you have 3 more years to rack up those credits!
  3. BE YOUR OWN FRIEND! yes it is nice to have your best bud(s) by your side and do a lot of things together, but in some situations, you need to be your own friend. their are some things you can't trust to tell your bud and you should just keep it to yourself. also, don't rely on your friends a lot. rely on yourself because they most likely wont always be there. but you will always be there for yourself. "it's just me, myself, and i. solo ride until i die cause I've got me for life."
  4. KEEP TO YOURSELF! it isn't appreciated when someone gets into another person's drama and it does no good. it may be tempting to help or get involved. but just don't. no one wants to hear what you have to say. even sometimes people ask you what you think and you need to develop a gut feeling about people before you tell them your thoughts and opinions. they may not be like what they seem. give friendships time. don't worry about everyone else. worry about yourself! "am I getting good grades? are my best buds doing okay? am I eating healthy? am I taking care of myself like i should be? am happy?" these are questions that you should be asking yourself. 
  5. DON'T STRESS! stressing out is really bad for your mood and your over all health. so don't stress out. if your relationships with people are stressing you out and you can't solve it, then just drop them. they aren't worth it if they can't pull it together. besides, what relationship is good if it stresses you out? and with homework and finals; study a little extra! take it slow and get into what you are learning! if things more than school are stressing you out, find healthy ways to get rid of it! take a walk, work out, step outside, sing, resolve the problem, etc. There are so many alternatives to being stressed out! drink tea or coffee! do yoga! do something! just ENJOY YOURSELF!
  6. GIVE IT YOUR BEST SHOT! if you take a class, give it your all. no colleges or employers want to see bad grades. if you can help it, aim for A's! Study hard! Work hard! if you join a club, be ready to give it your all! same with a sport! improve what you are weak at and stay steady with the ones you are good at. If a relationship/friendship is going downhill, try to resolve it. if it is for the better;end it. at least you can say you gave it your best shot!
  7. STAY ORGANIZED! it is way easier to turn in work on time if you stay organized! if you write down your homework assignment right when you get it, you wont be able to miss it! organization is impressive and shows how much you care about your grades and life. work ahead when it is appropriate. 
  8. KEEP AN OPEN MIND! what you think you want to pursue as a career right now may not be the same when it is time for you to go into a field. our lives, personalities, relation ships, opinions, and even perspectives change! experiment now while it doesn't cost you any or much money at all!
those are some things to think about going into sophomore year. Have fun!

Week 30: My Wish To Make World Peace

Aunt Lisa,
I HOPE YOU SEE THIS MESSAGE RIGHT AWAY!
My superstitious friends told me to wish on 11:11 to have good luck last night, but i'm not a superstitious person. i did it just for the heck of it last night... and crazy to say.... I THINK IT WORKED. i don't know how and i don't know why, but I've been having "good luck" all day today!
I didn't get to set  my alarm clock after i made my wish because i passed out. but i woke up early and wide awake. isn't that weird?! then, i look outside and it is a bright sunny day. breezy. warm but not hot. my favorite kind of weather. the forecast said it was supposed to be the high of 55 and storming. but this weather is the polar opposite of  the forecast! luckily it was nice, i didn't have clean pants to wear! I got in the shower and the water was perfectly warm. i got out to get dressed and had my favorite outfit on the hanger and clean. After getting ready, i was invited by the smell of BREAKFAST! but my dad was supposed to be at work.... he had a big smile on his face and told me he took the day off to spend time with me. he pointed to a plate with over medium fried eggs with bacon strips and biscuits with sausage gravy. and a tall glass of milk accompanied my a BIG warm cinnamon roll. While i was hurriedly stuffing my face with comfort food, he assured me i didn't have to hurry because i wasn't going to school. we were going to go do fun things together. he had me chose where to go and i said i would tell him after i finish eating and brush my teeth. and i finally made my decision, the Peace Corp. i presented my case to the lady at the desk in the Peace Corp tower and apparently she wasn't superstitious either. so i prayed for someone to let me up to the guy in charge of this place and my help came. the security asked me to recite what i told the secretary and they seemed convinced. they took me to the very top floor and i spoke with the man in charge commanding to speak to the president. and so he did. I gave a long and heart filled speech to a camera that interrupted all TVs, radios, phone, computers, and other devices and i was on broadcast. ALL AROUND THE WORLD. i have been getting interviews ALL DAY! i hope you're proud of me. you inspired me to do this. we will do this together. i love you! oh, and im on a plane RIGHT NOW to get you! see you soon!
Love, Jessie <3 (:


Week 29: Nicholas Cage Answered My Suspicion

Ever since I moved to Washburn, I've been intrigued by the structure and age of a house on the block across from mine, on Adams street. Its made of brick and the bricks need to be tuck pointed. It needs major help but I think it could be a really awesome house! I LOVE how old houses were built and looked like back in the day. And how relationships were... It seems like people had more respect for each other back then... Well anyways, I want to see the inside. People have broken into this house before, but i'm not a bad girl. Sooo I will wait for my chance in the summer when the man that owns it mows his grass! Buuuut i will likely never see the inside and that makes me sad ): But this last weekend, Nicholas Cage was sitting on my porch when i got home from school. He called me over and asked me if there were a hidden treasure in town, where did I think it might be? he told me it could even be a mile from the end of Washburn cause his map didn't clarify exactly where it was so he needs my help. well long story short, we walked around town looking in places for treasure and i remembered that old house and told him that it wasn't locked. we went inside and the place was run down. i heard its been vacant for over 30 years. it needs a lot of help but we were there for one thing, to find the treasure. we looked in all sorts of secret hiding places and we ended up in the attic. there were boxes everywhere. bats, raccoon, mice, wolf spiders... i felt like Indiana Jones fighting through the cob webs. We found an old wardrobe and busted it open. old clothes inside still smelled clean like regular goat milk soap and a little musky. i picked up this wedding dress that looked like it was from a summer wedding; lace on top going down to the waist, short sleeves, silk pouring down the dress to the floor. it was an ivory color and had a tag on it that read: "Owen, you are the love of my life. Never forget that. Since i couldn't give you daughter to pass this dress to, please fins a young lady with a heart of gold that will cherish it as much as i did. My diamond and pearl gold necklace and earrings are in the bag with my veil. please give those away as well as the dress. I love you darling. -Ella"
I grabbed the bag with her veil and opened it up. The diamond and pearl gold necklace shined in the sunlight that was peeking through the window curtains. my heart dropped. the earrings were tangled in the necklace and needed help. i out them in my jacket pocket and said i found nothing except the wedding dress and the card on it. i read the card and skipped the part about the necklace and earrings. He thanked me for the help and left Washburn on his motorcycle. i put the earrings back, left a note on the inside door knob explaining what had happened, and left my number hoping the old man that owns the house would find it to talk to me. well, i got a call from him a week later to meet him at the house. we sat at the kitchen table and he had the dress laid out with the earrings and necklace. he explained to me that he is close to the final chapter of his life and he wanted me to have the dress. He told me that someone with as much adventure, wonder, and a heart to protect others deserves his wife's wedding dress and diamond and pearl gold necklace and earrings. of course i was honored, but the dress was a size 8. it was too small. i dont think he was worried about that. this dress was my motivation to start losing weight. by the time i want to be married, i will fit the dress perfectly. if i somehow wont be able to fit into it, i will give it to my daughter.













Friday, April 8, 2016

Week 28: Dumb laws

Just some dumb laws..........

HAWAII:

  • You will be fined for riding in the back of a passenger car without a seatbelt, however you can ride in the bed of a pickup truck with no safety equipment.
  • You may only have one alcoholic drink in front of you at a time.
  • Billboards are outlawed.
  • All residents may be fined as a result of not owning a boat.
  • Coins are not allowed to be placed in one’s ears.
IDAHO: 
  • You may not fish on a camel’s back.
  • Riding a merry-go-round on Sundays is considered a crime.
  • POCATELLO: A person may not be seen in public without a smile on their face.
NEW JERSEY:
  • It is illegal to wear a bullet-proof vest while committing a murder.
  • One must yield a phone line to a person if it is an emergency.
  • You cannot pump your own gas.
  • It is against the law for a man to knit during the fishing season.
  • It is against the law to “frown” at a police officer.
  • In an attempt to “foster kindness” in the citizens of New Jersey, the month of May is designated “Kindness Awareness Month”.
  • Car dealerships are forbidden from opening on Sunday.
  • Automobiles are not to pass horse drawn carriages on the street.
  • You may not slurp your soup.
  • It is illegal to delay or detain a homing pigeon.
  • BLAIRSTOWN: No street-side trees may be planted that “obscure the air”.
  • BLAIRSTOWN: It is illegal to throw ashes on the sidewalk.



Thursday, March 24, 2016

Week 27: Breaking The Chains May Seem Like a Mistake

I remember when i was in a situation that made me feel awful. i didnt know what i felt or what exactly i wanted. all i knew was that i wasnt being true to what my heart wanted. i found myself depressed. my everyday mood went from 8/10 to 3/10.... i didnt want to go outside. i never seemed to be genuinely happy. i hated it. i knew it wasnt good. i knew i needed to get out somehow. so i broke the chains. and the chains happened to be a person. i couldnt help it was a person i broke to get me free. but i did it. i felt guilt for a loooong while. the first week, i cried whenever no one was looking. i couldnt help but crack a couple of times at school.... i couldnt keep any food down..... this was my world...... and now i needed to find a new focus..... it seemed like a mistake then
but now.......
it was a stepping stone of my life.
destruction of the rock in the road. i could finally see ahead of me.
and now i can follow my hearts dreams...
and i will never again hesitate against it to try to "save" someone...
because the truth is...
if you cant love them the way they are, dont even try to.
people dont change.

Week 26: The Ultimate Rescue Team

Those jealous leprechauns! Just because they don't get as much attention and glorification as the Easter Bunny doesn't mean they are justified to kidnap him! Who knows what they will do to him! While the world is letting the leprechauns get their way, i have recruited the ultimate rescue team. The Guardians from The Rise of the Guardians! Their fellow friend Aster, the Easter Bunny, is VERY important to the Guardians. So they will do anything to get him back! Im sure they will kick some butt! I love that movie sooo much! im the type of person to watch a movie over and over and over again until i know like every line. buuuut i havent watched this movie enough to do that lol

look up: 
google images
Rise of the Guardians all of the guardians 

and see the whole crew that is going to save the Easter Bunny! im sorry this laptop cant copy and paste ):

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Week 25: Edible Childhood Memories

In 6th grade, my friends and i used to play with our food. my favorite was the burger ship. our burgers were similar to McDonald's burgers and our french fries were like Steak n' Shake's french fries. they gave us our cheese separate. i would stick a french fry up right in the middle of the top bun. then i would cut the cheese slice diagonally to make 2 triangles. lastly, i would eat a hole on one end of the triangle and slide it down the french fry and stab the other end with the top of the french fry. WALAA!! a burger boat!!!! My friend, Jarred Sprague, did the same thing once. he wasn't hungry and decided to pour his chocolate milk all around his burger boat and then take pictures and show off his art. he got yelled at and our table was monitored during lunch for a whole week. it sucked.
another time when i messed with a burger and my french fries was when i was at Steak n' Shake with my dad. i had the orinigal triple steak burger and cheese fries. i took 8 longer french fries, broke them only half way in the middle, and arranged them to look like spider legs along the side of the bottom bun. I MADE A CHEESE SPIDER!!!!!! if you don't know what that is, watch Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs 2. the food the FLDSMDFR (Flint Lockwood's Diatomic Super Mutating Dynamic Food Replicator) made turned into animals! the burgers became spiders. Cheese spiders!!!!!

Friday, March 4, 2016

Week 24: The Mystery of Miss Hudson's Beloved Purple Pen

While everyone else is running in circles with their brains on fire and the school under lock down and search for Miss Hudson's purple pen, i sit here with a secret my ears were unwillingly told.... keeping my mouth shut.... tempted to say who took her purple pen... but i have learned a VERY valuable lesson:
DO NOT GET INTO OTHER PEOPLES BUSINESS AND DO NOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT WHAT YOU HEARD OR SAW BECAUSE YOU CAN NOT TRUST ANYONE! so i have another secret added to the planet of secrets hid away in my mind..... and if they ever find their way out...... i will be the one to pay.

Week 23: The People That "Made" Me

My dad:
He is the most important person in my life. he has raised me... loved me... understood me... raised my character... taught me right from wrong... gives me hope when the road ahead looks like a dark storm... gives me love when i feel alone... gives me stability when all else has failed me... i truly dont know what i will do when i wont be able to talk... hug... see my dad...

My mom:
My mom has her own problems to worry about. yes, she was there the whole time i grew up .... she says she loves me and she thinks about me... she helps out with some things i need... she tries to keep me apart from her own mistakes... but i keep asking myself "was she really there? does she really love me? does she help out because she feels bad that she isn't the mother i always needed and wanted? does she keep me out of her messes because she is really messed up and doesn't want to mess me up? the reasons for why i have strong opinions about certain things is because those opinions defend my scars. I am emotionally affected by the actions of those around me. I carry the burden and the potential treasure of having a blessed heart.

People that make more mistakes and sins than me:
I learn from other poeple's mistakes as well as my own. i try to act better than everyone else becuase i want to be a better person. sometimes i find myself lower than i should be and try to work my way back up... it sounds stuck up but i dont think "Im better than you" i think "i need to be better". i set high expectations of myself, others, and life. maybe that is why i get hurt so much... i will most likely get smarter with what i care about. but for now, i care about everything.....

People that have gone through most of everything and still shine bright:
I am fueled with hope and love when i meet someone that has high morals, is a good person, treats people and themselves right, loves everyone around them, and still is true to their selves even after all they have been through. I run on happiness and love. i wish i knew more people who could offer it to me......

My deceased grandma:
I hear so many good, sad, and bold things about my grandma. i grew up with no female model to follow and if my grandma were still alive, she would be that model. she was kind, smart, thoughtful, loved those around her, cared about more than what she approved of... she was strong, brave, loving.... i miss her. i have "flash back dreams" about her when i was younger... i miss her sooooo much.... i believe that we will all see the deceased one day. and my memory and others memories of her make me accept the idea of death and hope it will come in a desired time and way.........

Week 22: Tom Welling is My Fictional Husband

If you don't know this yet, i fell in love with Superman when i started watching the show Smallville. well, more like i fell in love with tom welling and Superman's soul. i guess im in love with him because of his warm smile......


his protective and loving nature.... trying to save the world....


the show gives him so much background and he has so much charm and character.... hes my dream husband. the show made you get attached and feel bad for him when he cried.....
 (this was when the love of his life died.Lana Lang)

or when he needed help i swore i would have done anything to save him....


or when his love for someone else felt like love for you......


I wish there was more than 10 seasons to Smallville. I know, 10 seasons is plenty for a tv series but....... i dont even love him for the actors looks, i wouldnt care about a guys looks if he was Clark Kent at heart... i guess Clark Kent is a part of my heart............ he is my hopes and dreams......

week 21: Cupid Can Answer My Prayers

I dont like to give too much personal information to people so ill keep this short...... If cupid gave me the power of his love arrows and bow, i would help my mom. she is basically a lost soul and life has never been in her favor. i pray for her to finally learn from her mistakes and do some good for herself. The devil has the upper hand in her life. if i could make her top priority love for one significant other, she would be saved and my soul would be one step closer to being at peace. 

Week 20: Imaginary Paradise

Nothing in my childhood was happy when I didn't pretend it to be. Fake friends, mean peers, not completely there mom, always working dad, bully sister and all boys as neighbors. But I learned to smile through it and make do with my cootie infected neighbors. Cause boys used to have cooties until around the age of 12 and under.
Every day, I would wake up, eat breakfast, get dressed, brush my hair, and head outside to find something to do besides listen to my sister bark at me to clean the house while she sat on her butt. i would go for a walk around the block, go bug hunting, go in the levee to catch minnows and crawdads, water wade, take a hike in the woods, or sun bathe until i got bored. i eventually settled for boys as neighbors and soon enough ended up being a tom boy. We would play the PS3, slide down a dirt slide in the woods, play call of duty outside with Nerf guns, build bike ramps and jump them, sled, play hide and seek tag, play catch with a football, or just talk. i had 3 boys as neighbors but i only played with two. mostly one though, Sebastian. I had a major crush on him but we were only best friends. i didn't have any girl friends until my ex-best friend Krislynn moved in from Indianapolis. she and Sebastian liked each other and "dated" for 2 weeks. i was heart broken but thats okay.
in all circumstances, i am glad i am grown up now. i am no longer naive of what goes on around and against me. even though the things i know know are a burden, i am no longer ignorant to them.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Week 19: Flying with Superman

If you know me, you know that my favorite super hero of all time is Superman. I fell in love with superman when I started watching the TV series Smallville. SOOOOO here's my story (:

I'm running faster than cars are moving, and I can't stop. Someone is behind me, glowing red. They look furious and I just keep running away from this speedy person. Wait, I'm faster than them! I don't even know what is going on but I feel pretty good about myself! All of a sudden, I stop speeding like a bullet and the person runs into me. It's a girl. She looks so ugly when shes mad. She lunges towards me and I cringe and close my eyes, getting ready for the blow.....
I open my eyes. I'm sweating a waterfall and I'm in the middle of a corn field. Where am I? How did I get here? I look up and the sun is setting. Great. Just great! I'm lost and it's almost dark! I observe the sky more and see that the sun is red. red. How is it red? What universe am I in?! I just need to get out of here! I find a path of flattened corn stalks behind me and I'm following it. I'm making my way out of the corn field and find my feet on a dirt road. A house is just barely in my sight. I try to speed run....... nothing. I'm making my way up the porch steps and all of my thoughts are on the door. It's an  old door. Very rustic looking. It very much suits the country setting. I keep my focus on the door as my fist is hitting its splintered wood. I hear a click of a gun and step back.............. The door opens slowly......... In the opening I see a woman's face.
Her: (her face still in the small opening) "What do you want?"
Me: "I'm sorry to bother you Ma'am, but where am I?"
Her: "Granville, Kansas. Why?"
Me: "I'm lost and I just need a cell phone to call my dad. Please?"
Her: "I don't have a cell phone. I have a house phone though. Follow me."
I following her into her small but very comforting home and find myself lunging toward's the phone and I'm dialing my dad's number. The beep of the message that informs you that you somehow got the number wrong starts to ring into my ears  and I hung up. Tried three more times...... nothing. I tried my mom's phone, grandma's phone, both of my sisters' phones....... still nothing. Just that annoying beep and that woman's unrealistic voice saying the words you don't want to hear. I felt my blood run hot. A nerve racking surge went through my body and I started sweating. My heart was in my throat and my vision was flooded by fat and salty tears. I started to panic. I turned towards the woman and I could tell she was taking pity for me.
Me: "Please tell me there is a police station nearby."
Her: "The nearest one is in town here in Granville about 3 miles from here. I'm sorry."
Me: "Thank you Ma'am."
Her: "I can take you there if you'd like."
Me: "No thanks. I need to walk right now. But thank you so much for your assistance. Could you point me the right direction?"
I was headed down the road when a gush of wind came from behind me. I stopped and turned around to see Superman!
Him: "What are you doing here?! Where is the girl Kandorian I saw you run off with?!"
Me: (trying to figure out if this is really Superman) "Uhhhhh.. uhhh.. she um..."
Him: "Hurry up Jess we don't have time!"
Me: (confused out of my mind) "Youuu know who I am???"
Him: "Quit playing games with me and tell me where she went!"
Me: "I wish I knew where she went. She ended up chasing me and then I couldn't run anymore."
Him: (takes me into his arms) "I'm sorry that you're having trouble with developing your powers. I shouldn't have let you go out and fight. Go home and I'll help train you later. What direction did she go?"
Me: "Powers? What?
Him: (getting impatient with my confusion) "Tell me what direction she went! Hurry!"
Me: "I don't know, she knocked me out cold. How can I speed run like that? What's going on?"
Him: "Your powers must have gone out when the red eclipse covered the sun. We need to get you back to Watchtower."
Before I knew it I was resting in his big and warm arms as we were floating off of the ground! As we were gliding through the red sunset, I remembered that Superman gets his powers from the yellow sun........... this must be a phantom.



This is a picture of Lois Lane in the TV series Smallville. This is when she used the Legion ring (a time travel ring) and accidentally traveled to the future with it. The sun is red because the Kandorians formed an eclipse from the yellow sun's sun rays to make it red. Once the sun was red, the Kandorians gained their powers and Clark Kent lost his. Without Superman to protect the world, Kandorians took over and killed/imprisoned/slaved millions.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

PLEASE COMMENT: WHAT COLOR SHOULD I DYE MY HAIR?

I want to dye my hair a different color. maybe all of it, maybe not. what should I do? my sister wants me to do #6. these are some ideas i have:

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Week 18: Pieces Of Me Will Never Be Whole

Honestly, I wouldn't go on this game show. To me, love is not a game. So I wouldn't be desperate enough to go on a game show looking for love. It might be fun but I don't think of love being something to laugh about, I guess.
If I were to go on this game show, I would bring 5 things that I like and that describe what I value. The best I could do is: 

Wedding rings: I want to find the love of my life and get married. I want to grow old with him and love each other until our death. And if a relationship is not prone to marriage, then I will no longer be in it. If he won't be my husband, he's not worth my time.

Baby Crib/Clothes: My dream has always been to get married and have kids. I want to be able to give life and raise another human being into the world. I won't have my child until I'm married to the love of my life because I don't want my child to grow up in a broken home like I did.

A picture of the helping hands icon: What I love to do most is to help others. My life's mission is to help others. I help anyone that I can because I'm just like that. my career will be about helping people. i plan to travel a little and possibly go on missionary trips out of the country. after i settle, im going to college and most likely be some type of zoologist. before i wanted to be a zoologist, i wanted to be a nurse, but im changing my mind because i love animals and they cant talk back. it pays more and i dont have to worry about seeing so many people in my shift. just the animals where i work. or i can travel to other zoos to help out too. like substitutes for teachers do.










Headphones: I'm captivated by music. I love to listen to all different types of music and I jam out everyday. I also love singing even though I don't sound good. I sometimes write. I vent my feelings and thoughts on paper and i feel better. or i sing my emotion. music is just such a great thing and i love it.




A Baby Tree: I love nature more than anything in the world! It is so beautiful and calming. I can feel God when I'm out in nature. I love going on walks, bike rides, hikes in the woods, tree climbing, sledding, dancing in the rain, watching storms, cloud watching, star gazing, etc. Nature is my best friend when I have no one else to go to.




Friday, January 8, 2016

Week 17: A Mental Escape

I have dreams every night, I always remember them even if it is just for 5 minutes after I wake up. I think of my dreams as an escape from the real world. A mental escape. I used to be able to control my dreams and have certain powers but I have gotten weaker over time. My most recent dream I remember a lot of details about happened about 2-3 nights ago.
So, LWHS was going through major upgrades. We were slowly building an extension of the school towards the back and we would eventually knock down the old part of the school (like what happened to East Peoria's Junior High just recently) and things were a mess. The school days were longer (longer class periods and longer in between periods to get to the next class) and more classes were available. The gym was ginormous and looked like it was designed my a hipster trying to make our school look like a modern restaurant. My dream opened up when I was walking into the locker room to get undressed and shower. The locker rooms were even being remodeled, expanded, and new showers being put in! Unfortunately, only one shower room was finished. The temporary solution: a big shower curtain splitting it in half between the boys and girls and was supervised. There wasn't much time before the bell was going to ring and I was too sweaty to skip a shower. I look around and all of the showers were occupied and the girls took FOREVER! I couldn't wait any longer so i entered the boys' side of the showers and accidentally ran into Boston Ochoa's shower. for some reason i helped shave his face (don't ask) and he acted like I was a stranger. So I left that shower and found an empty one before I was caught. I rinsed off and used the generic soap from the dispenser in the shower and dried off then got dressed and went to Biology 2. I can only remember the end of class. There was this new guy, Jake. He looked like Timothy Lundell and Cody Hare mixed. he was sitting behind Jason Henry. I remember knowing they were best friends and did everything together. The whole class was quiet waiting for the bell to dismiss us when Jason Henry turned around to face Jake. he said "Jake i need to tell you a secret" So Jake got close and Jason asked " will you date me?" Jake's face lit up and they kissed. IN class. Everyone was watching, even Ms. Nauman! we clapped and the bell rang. Jason and Jake walked out of class holding hands. THE END.