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Saturday, August 28, 2010
Hey guys...
Um... so for english we had to write a short story based on one of these poems we read durng class. So here is mine (p.s it is kind of bad, but whatever)...
They wandered through the gloomy mysterious forest, in search of a habitable site, suited to their needs. The sound of babbling brooks and crawling creatures trailed them as they journeyed through. Craving water they all pull out there canteens, but soon became disappointed. Carrying heavy packs, they all arched over like the hunchback of Notredamn hiding in the darkness. Their whines continued on:
“I’m hungry, can we eat yet?”
“I’m thirsty, do you have anymore water?”
“Can we stop for a rest, I’m tired?”
All to which, the reply was “NO! Stop whining!” and each lowered their head in shame.
All except Sam; he was an excellent boy scout. He had nearly all he badges, with only 2 to go: helping an injured animal and building a shelter out of leaves. This was his big chance to fulfil his childhood dreams. He was, expectedly, the brightest of the bunch when it came to hiking and camping. Not a single whine, sigh or once of boredom came out of his cute cherry lips. He saw every failure as an opportunity or a life lesson.
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After hours and hours of walking in, what seemed to be, the wilderness secluded from all civilisations, they reached their destination, each child excited as the next. Overjoyed in their achievement, they all lied on the ground and rested; that was until they heard the fierce raw of a bear, “GET UP! You still have to make your tents before you can rest!” Which was then followed by a sigh of wearisome and repetitive boredom.
After setting up his tent, starting a fire and cooking his dinner, Sam decided to go for a walk and get in touch with nature. Feeling a bit dizzy, he relaxed his desiccated body on the tall tree trunk covered in creepy-crawlies. Then, suddenly his head started to spin and the world that once was normal turned into a giant blur. Then everything went back to normal in a click, before he knew it, Sam was standing up again completely energised and revived. So onward he walked completely refreshed and renewed from his sleepy state of mind.
He journeyed through that deep strange forest in search for his camp, but was constantly disappointed. Even though it all looked the same, if felt slightly different and bizarre, which not only confused him but intrigued him. He felt as though he had only been walking for an hour, but knew by his watch that it had been a lot longer then that, which is when he started to worry.
Scared and afraid he started to search for his camp using the skills he had been taught. Instead he became even more lost and disorientated. He ended up rested in a cave and starting a small fire to keep warm. With no food, and barely any water, it was a fight to the finish against Mother Nature.
Sam was just aloof when a strange noise awoke him from his trance. It sounded like a cat or bear, he wasn’t entirely sure. It was pitch black and the trees covered the brightness of the stars and moon. He grabbed for he torch, shinning the luminescent light to brighten his surrounds and scare of any predators. A dark flash of fur, sent chills down his spine as he backed up into the cave. With no nutrients or energy he had nothing left in him to fight or defend himself.
“HELLO, ANYONE THERE?” Sam screamed in distress hoping to scare of any dangerous creatures.
“Hello?” he tried once more with hoping for at least a familiar reply.
But, nothing… He waited there all night resting his tired body on 3 small rocks.
With snakes, bugs and dangerous animals surrounding him all night long. Constantly being awoken by the chants and hymns that filled the midnight air, he tossed and turned till dawn.
But in the morning he awoke to bacon and eggs and toasty warm fire. At first he questions himself wondering if it was a dream, pinching himself he soon came to reality.
“What? How? When?” Sam asked while walking to the fire rubbing his head in confusing but with slight relief.
“How did I get here?” he restated his original question.
“Oh, um, well we were searching all night last night and just could bear the thought of you alone all night, so we called in a search team and we found you sleeping as sound as a baby on those rocks. So we carried you back and you didn’t feel a thing…”
“Wow, really?”
“No, we didn’t actually call in a search team, I am just pulling your leg. No you were in a cave 10 metres from here and we just found u lying there snoring, so we carried you back.”
“Oh, ok. What? Anyway, what adventures are we having today?”
Luv ya babes, xoxo
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Hey, this is a poem that we read in English, and I really loved it, it is by Emily Dickinson...
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
xoxo, love ya babes
Friday, August 13, 2010
Hey guys, this is a poem I wrote for English, and I wanted to share it with you... Hope you like it...
Shopping Sprees – By Stacy Heart
Running on the marble floors,
Searching throughout all the stores.
I was looking for the perfect shoe,
Will it be white, red or blue?
Will it have metal studs or a bow?
Will it be high heeled or low?
Will it be scaled, shiny or suede?
Will it be from china or hand-made?
I spent hours and hours on end,
Until I ran out of money to spend.
Then I decided to window shop,
Until it was half past 9 o’clock
I did come back that next day
To buy a new outfit for Friday
Looking for the perfect dress
Will it be floral or fluoresce?
Will it have frills or lace?
Will it look like outer space?
Will it be bright or pastel?
Will it be hot pink or bluebell?
Then I found the perfect outfit,
But was it on my spending budget?
It was red, black, satin and frilly,
I look like a beautiful lily.
Then I dared to check the price,
I nearly died and turned to ice.
The decision was certainly very hard,
So I pulled out my daddy’s MasterCard.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Hey BABES,
So, lately a few things have been happening in our group, and so Camille and I started talking... And she suggested we start to hang out with Vicky again...
Now, with good reason, I was rather hesitant. Mainly because I think that there will just be another fight and would make it worse.
But Camille said this would help people, who think we were the bitches, realise it wasn't us, because she has been spreading rumours about us, so... Anyway.
I said this might make her think she can't take what we say seriously because we said we didn't want to be friends anymore...
I also said that some people might feel like they are kinda being betrayed because Vicky was really mean to them and now it is like no one cares.
But, if we did, it would be really weird, because we wouldn't know what to say and it would be awkward and stuff.
And I'm pretty sure we don't want to go through all that drama and fighting again, because it was ridiculous...
She finally got some new friends and I think stopped talking about us so why ruin something we basically just fixed? Why repeat that?
P.S Comment and tell me what you think we should do and what we shouldn't...
Friday, July 30, 2010
OK, I'm over my hissy fit... LOL
I told Mum about our situation with Vicky, and she gave me some really good advice... And we should all think about it as well...
Now, trust me, I'm not on her side, I still am very annoyed about the rumors and lies she has spread about us... Never the less, some things we have done have actually made the situation worse. Like some of the things we commented on her blog. Not all the things, just some. Also, no offense and I totally understand why she did it. But when Selina grabbed Vicky's arm and told her to go to hell or whatever it gave her something to use against us.
But the advice my Mum gave me was to ignore her. If she talks to us, say " we don't want to talk to you". If she sits with us, say "we don't want to sit with you" and if she looks at us, just ignore her.
Also if someone ask about the rumor or something Vicky has said about us. Just say "it's not true, we didn't say those things" and walk away... BUT WE NEED TO BE POLITE!! CAUSE IF WE ARE POLITE, SHE HAS NO REASON TO BE A BITCH!
Mum agrees with the fact that she is doing it for the attention, and that if we were to tell a teacher, they would take her side over ours because she is 'so innocent. Unless we show evidence, but I'm pretty sure we don't want to sit around for an hour and talk about 'feelings'...
She said we just can't give into her little game any more. Because what she is manipulating and trying to control use by spreading rumors and lies about us, so that we get into trouble and not her.
I'm not trying to say that we HAVE to ignore her ALL THE TIME. Because we are in her classes, so that is hard. I'm just passing on advice so that we don't get into MORE trouble. Because she has told us to leave her alone several times, and apparently we are the ones who are continuing this on.
Also if we want her to leave and sit somewhere else, then we should just ask her politely and say "because we don't want our fight to interrupt with our school work". That way we aren't forcing her, and we have a good and sincere reason.
And remember NO THREATENING, NO SWEARING AT HER, NO GRABBING OR HURTING OR ANY SORT OF BULLYING!!!!! BECAUSE WE WILL GET IN TROUBLE!
P.S If I was found out to have ANY thing to do with bullying, I would probably lose my scholarship, so, I've decided to leave her alone, so you can too.
P.P.S if she then continues THEN we might tell someone
P.P.P.S and I don't really want to sit around with teacher and talk about feeling for and hour
P.P.P.P.S BUT, if we stop, then she has no reason to, because she can't manipulate us and try to control us.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
OMG, i so totally didnt want to do this, because i thought this stupid thing was over, BUT...
WTF!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO PISSED AT THAT, THAT THING! SHE WENT AND TOLD ALL HER FRIENDS THAT WE WERE COMMENTING AND SWEARING AT HER ON HER BLOG FOR NO REASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THEN I TEXTED HER AND SHE SAID THAT SHE WROTE THAT STUFF BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT IT ALL OVER, SO IT DIDN'T MATTER WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT US!!!!!!!!
BUT IT WASNT ALL OVER BECAUSE SHE WAS STILL FOLLOWING US LIKE A LOST PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!
AND SHE SAID NOT TO CONTACT HER AT ALL AND SHE SAID SHE WOULD REPORT US TO THE SCHOOL IF WE KEEP BULLING HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IM SO MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Hi everyone,
For those who read my last post, I wrote a little, something for you all, i hope you enjoys it (LOL)...
I'm saying sorry in advance,
cos this won’t always go to plan
Though we don’t mean to take our ENGLISH for grantedIt's in our nature to forget what matters, (like spelling and punctuation)
How when the going is getting tough
And we’re all about giving up
Things that we never thought we’d spell, we spell wrong
Things that we never thought we’d forget, we forget
It ain’t perfect, but it’s worth it
And it’s always getting better
It’s gonna take some time to get it right
Things that we never thought we’d forget, we forget
It ain’t perfect, but it’s worth it
And it’s always getting better
It’s gonna take some time to get it right
Cause I’m still learning the art of spelling
I’m still trying to not mess up
So whenever I stumble let me know
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out for me
Cause I’m still trying to learn the art of spelling
I’m still trying to not mess up
So whenever I stumble let me know
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out
You need to spell it out for me
Cause I’m still trying to learn the art of spelling
Thank you, Thank you, I'll be here till tuesday! *CROWD SCREAMS* AHHHH, AHHHHHH... LOL
But seriously, on Ten, my spelling sucks and my english, not the language more the subject, if you catch my drift. But it's not a strong gale, more like a calm summers day drift, you know... Groovy Groovy
Any who...
Thats all I have to say for today, just remember y'all, if fish mutated millions of years ago and ate all the monkeys, Lisa and I believe (very passionately) that earth would be an apple and the moon would be cheese. And god would have a GIANT apple and cheese tree. And turbans would rule the world along side Hitler...
God bless turban wearing Lamas, May The Turbans With You...
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