Reactions to bullys

 If I were to meet a bully in a restaurant , years after they bullied me then my reaction would most likely be an evil stare that melts their soul from the inside out. Most likely, their reaction would either be to act like they forgot and walk away, or they would think that we used to be best friends even when we didn't, because they bullied me in the past. By the way, Ive been working on that stare since second grade!  

Thursday trip

(not a journal)
  Sorry I don't have as many journals as other people might have, I wasn't here on Thursday, the 8th. I was in New York, in the Bronx. We went to Little Italy. It was my first time in New York, so it was pretty exciting for me! So I will try to catch up later.

My Life, or playground equipment?

 Something about my life that I can compare to playground equipment?
Sometimes, I feel like my school days are like one of those really high and fast twisty slides. It goes by fast and a lot of times I want to do it all over again!
  Also, drawing or playing on the computer, maybe even riding my bike reminds me of swings. This is because I love to do those things and my favorite thing to do on a playground is to play on the swings!

My Children's Talking Dog???

                                                                   Scene 7
                                                            The talking dog

Mom: "Ugh, Finally, Miranda and John are asleep. I better make their lunches for tomorrow, 2nd grade is insane! What do they give my poor 7 year old kids that get them to stay up until 11 o'clock at night?"
*pours food into dogs food bowl*

Dog: "FOOD!!! Thank GOODNESS! Those cry babies drive me crazy!" * eats food while mom gets water*

Mom: "Yeah, i kn- wait, did you just talk or am I crazy?"

Dog: "No, you just talked, I was eating this mush that is surprisingly good and called f-ooo-dah, I think." Oh and that accident on the carpet earlier, wasn't me, it was the boy! He's crazy I swear!!"

Mom: *paces back and forth* "Okay, I'm crazy, wait ? Am I? I cant be! Do the kids know you talk?"

Dog: "Pssh, No! Why would I would talk to those beast of yours?"

Mom: "Okay , WHAT DID JOHN DO?"

Dog: "Do we really have to do this again? Oh, and Miranda ain't so sweet either , she may have  a sweet tooth though. She ate ALL of the Christmas cookies and framed me by eating over my bowl so that the crumbs would fall into it."

Mom: What!? *face palm* "Well, I'll Ground them tomorrow, but for now I need to rest Goodnight, "*pets dog*

Dog:" Good luck up there, oh, and watch out for the chew toys up there those kids made a MESS!!"

Mom:" Ugh, Okay."

Dog * evil laugh*











                                                                                                                                      

A memory that I wish dissapered

Well, there's nothing really that I would want to make disappear. This is because everything I do comes to a lesson, like when I walk into things or trip over things I learn to watch where I walk next time. Also when something good happens, I remember to do that again. For an example, taking notes in class becomes a good habit because I remember to do it because it will help me later.

Fruity People

Well, this is pretty weird but I think of my older sister as a key lime. This is because she is shorter than me and she likes cute little things, and I personaly think that a key lime is small and cute.
Also i think of my mom as a banana. This is because shes always dressing in neon colors like bright yellow.
My brother would be a orange. This is because hes in love with oranges and hes peachy, so i guess hes a  mix of tropical fruits (hes a fruity boy..o.O)

Those Awkward moments.

(not a journal)
-that akward moment when you get mad at somebody and start yelling at them but end up saying something like personal spooce instead of personal space.
-you walk in to the walmart and a mentally unstable woman ask you what a key lime taste like when she finds you looking at how small they are.
-when youre they only girl in a room full of boys and they start talking about cars and transformers then you correct them and then use your ipod to prove that youre right.
-when youre the only one laughing at your joke.
-when your email gets blown up with notices from facebook.
-the akward silence
-when you hug somebody shouting appy birthday a day too early.
-RANDOM STARE DOWNS!
-when you see a kid somewhere throwing a fit and you think ,"wow, and i thought i couldnt behave in happy harrys."
-more awkward moments that youve experienced before? comment!

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U.s.a Products?

Today in Comm. Arts we talked about what is made in America. we read a article about it. they didn't include the fact that there is a Coke-A- Cola factory in the area, i think they should have.Also i believe that peanut butter is made in the us, right? Well, anyway that was a big thing that the article didn't include which they should have.

My Psychic Dream

Okay, so this dream Ive had at least 3 times. First my sister saw a guy she likes, so she turned to me and shouted "GO MAKE US CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES NOOOOOWWWW!!!" so I ran to the apartment and baked some , I brought it out and she said "Now stay out of the way!" and she pushed me to the ground. then our neighbor, Natallie came out she pointed at my sister and laughed, I asked her why she was laughing  and she said because shes so rude that the Thunder cats hate her! By now , things were getting creepy, I went back inside to get a bandage because the sidewalk scraped my elbow. When i got inside, the whole apartment was a purple video game like portal. My Dad and I fought with the Thunder Cats and Wolverine to defeat the Ice Queen from Narnia for a giant invisible chair, we won of course. I saw the door, that turned into ice open and i ran outside, still in my battle armor. The next mourning when I woke up, My sister and I went outside, and Natallie gave us chocolate chip cookies, and I remembered my dream then when I looked over at the guy who liked my sister came over to us and said "hi". Then i poked my sister and whispered to her that Kurt (the guy who liked her ) was the guy from my dream but he had brown hair , and in my dream he had black hair. Because in my dream i didn't know who he was bus this reminded me and i was really creeped out.