Friday, May 20, 2011

YAY!!!!

im gonna go see Pirates of the Caribbean tonight! i have never been so excited in my whole life!!!!! ive been waiting for this day for like 3 years!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Hidden emotions

Someone told me once that they were good at hiding their emotions. thats probley the dumbest thing i have ever heard. why hide from people. is it a matter of personal protection and lack of trust in others. if it is then those hidden feelings will just eat you up inside.
after i heard this i was really disapointed. but then i hyeard the same thing from someone else. so maybe its just a guy thing. but hidden feelings are deadly if you let them over flow.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Just Me....

I wish i could just type every feeling i have ever had and not sond crazy but thats hard. since i am crazy.

Friday, April 29, 2011

I'm not Sorry (I wrote this in AP Lit a while ago)

I'm sorry
I called you stupid
For breaking my computer
I'm sorry
That i punched you
When you screwed up the hardrive
I'm sorry
That I asked you not to push that button
And I'm sorry
That you did it anyways
But what I'm sorry for the most is
Taking this laptop
And beating you over the head with it

How about a book review!

I dint have anything else to write so I'm gonna write about this book :D

i really thought i had gotten past my mushy gushy vampire book stage but after i started reading Night World i kinda got back into it. okay so this really isn't a book review but still i like this book. its way better then twilight for sure. the girls are actually self sufficiant. so i defianitly suggest this book if you want to read mushy gushy stuff thats a little bit more realistic then twilight but still vampire fantisy.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Blegh!

So my senioritis is starting to kick in agian. I finally got my class schedule for the fall semester last night and everything just kind of hit me all over agian. how im going to lose contact with so many people and how my life is going to change so much. im kinda freaked out about it. there are so may things i still have to do to prepare for college and im so not ready to be away from home. im not excited for this at all.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Blood (a book ive been working on since the 7th grade (this is only the beginning))

I jolted awake with a pounding headache. My alarm was blaring in my ear and Ena was still fast asleep in the bed next to mine. I stood up and slammed my fist down on the screaming alarm to shut it up. I was always irritable in the morning, mostly because sleep was the only thing that saved me from my constant headaches.
                I pulled back the current on the only window in our bedroom and groaned. It was raining, and the sky was dark and smeared with clouds.
                Rain is quite possibly the worst thing that could happen in Amarillo, Texas. The rain floods the streets so quickly it was almost like we were in the middle of a hurricane without all the wind. “Damn it.” I said to myself and shook my head at the terrible weather.
                “Ena!” I screamed. She jumped a little but not enough to wake herself up. God, she is a heavy sleeper! I thought. I sighed and kicked her bed. That definitely got her. She turned and gave me an angry look. I responded with a sly smile and one more kick to her bed. “It’s raining. Get up.”
                “That’s just great!” she screamed as she smacked her hands down on the bed. “Oh, don’t be such a baby.” I joked. 
                “I wanted to wear those new boots my mom bought for me.” She complained. I laughed at her and slumped into the bathroom.  I took a long shower, letting the hot water sooth my headache ever so slightly.
                It was going to be a long day, I could tell. Ena was working just as slow as I was to get ready for school. We weren’t exactly excited for another boring day in military school.
                The rules were strict and the teachers were monotone enough to make even the smartest people drool on themselves in class.
                After pulling on my blue and grey uniform I looked into the bathroom mirror. My short black hair fell perfectly into place over the one scar I earned as a trophy from surgery. It started at the back of my neck and ended at my left  eyebrow.