I am terrified of writing. For the longest time I have been judged about what I wrote when I was into my poetry age. I had one year in school when my teacher, Mrs. Murphy, actually helped better my writing. Little does she know the next year my writing was thrown out the window by my ninth grade teacher. Reading has been an on off thing for me. There are times when my teachers make me hate reading, even for enjoyment. Then there are the teachers that make me enjoy enjoyment reading. I really can't get into forced reading. I have recently started reading for enjoyment. I am reading the book "Fury" by Elizabeth Miles. It is actually a very good book, though my friend had to pull my leg and my arm to get me to purchase the thing. I feel like if I start to make time for myself once again I will get back in and achieve self-efficacy. It is important for me to reach this because it will mean i have broken the pattern where my teachers control how i feel about reading. It will mean that I actually got the motivation to let go of the things that have ever been said to me. But most of all it will mean I have found peace in my life. I have come to terms that not only do my teachers cause me to hate reading and writing, but my schedule comes into play also. Before I started working at the lovely place I call my part-time job, I would at least read a little just for pleasure. Once I started my job I had no time for me to sit at home and just relax. When I did have that time I was so worn out from the previous days that all I do is nap. When I started reading again my mom looked me dead in the eyes and said, "It's so nice to see you reading again." Now let's just hope i can get to writing again.
This is my best friend Aly. She has medium length, dark brown hair with silly highlights that used to be pink and purple. Now they are just orange. She smells like the Rue 21 perfume she sprays on herself every morning as if it were a ritual. She feels like any other human being, I suppose. I tell her she is squishy to make her angry though. I can not tell you what she tastes like because I have not licked her. She loves Dr. Pepper though! Aly is a normal human and sounds like a female. She loves reading and writing which is why she gives me purpose. She will read and finish a book everyday if she could. She has a notebook filled with a story she never lets out of her hands. Aly is my purpose to reading. She drags me into bookstores and makes me read the synopsis of every book she likes to see if she should read them. Recently she got me to buy two new books, "Fury" and "Incarceron". Fury is so good, the second book "Envy" just came out on the fourth. I hope to finish "Fury" next weekend. I know there are many more books to come. Every Christmas and birthday I buy her a book or buy her a gift card to Kobo so she can buy books for her e-reader.
The hall was quiet until she heard a loud slam. She looked around and there was no one to be seen. She looked back and she had seen a large pile of books, as if they had come out of the sky. she reached for the books. The top one was the novel "Beautiful Creatures". The cover was dark and somewhat gloomy. She looked to see if there were any names in the book, trying to see to whom it belonged. Nothing. She looked in the other books... also nothing. they appeared out of no where. So she started to read the book "Beautiful Creatures" The book is about witches and wizards of all sorts (They aren't exactly called that in the book but the names aren't popping into my stuffy head anytime soon). They can pop out of no where in the book, which made the way how she found the book so ironic. She started to get freaked out at night. She saw people watching her in her sleep. The main character in the book was being watched in his sleep by a man that was using the main characters dreams for energy. She finally decided to turn the book back into the school because she was starting to get freaked out. When she turned the books into the lost and found she had a longing to pick up the book one last time. She fought the urge.
Amber I love your story that you wrote on here from last Tuesday! It was very very creative, and interesting. To me I felt like I was that girl that was in the hall, with the big pile of books that she received. I also love the creativeness that you did by describing the books, they felt so real. Especially the onew with the wizards and witches, that sounds pretty cool to me! Mine was also kind of scary that I wrote last Tuesday as well. Except mine was about ghosts, and hearing noises. It was also in a school, well college, and tried to make mine sound interesting. But I think yours is a little more creative then mine, because I am not creative what so ever! But I really did like what you wrote here. I give you props for writing a good beginning to this story!! -Kari
Body Paragraph 3: The camera perspective and the lighting really highlight the dialog. There was a time when the lights went out and when they turned on the spotlight onto the two speaking, the lyric writer and the male lead. They were speaking very quietly and they went back and forth on who was speaking and sometimes pausing on faces to show the pure emotions.Though, there were even more serious parts, like when lyric writer and her husband were arguing, when they did the lighting, well, not so great.They were out in the very bright lights. In the beginning they don't show who the person was that was about to go on stage. They waited til after the round robin to show who it was to help you guess who it was. At the very end of the show the lighting was very good cooperated with the camera perspective. They pointed the camera at just the right angle with the spot lights on the stage at just the right spot as well. It made Karen glow. She was glowing at the point where she was glowing in the show. This is when she had proven everyone wrong. All-in-all the lightening and camera did great justice except in few parts.
Red riding hood was riding around in her new red convertible. She was in Atlanta Georgia. She was driving around town when she saw this new shop called RED. Of course, she had to stop because of her red fetish. She saw this red jacket that she absolutely fell in love with. There was only one left. "Oh no!" She exclaimed, "The very last one!" She could only hope that it was her size! She looked at the tag, it was two sizes too big. She cried to herself a little and thought to herself. "I will try it just to see." She went into the dressing room and she came to a surprise! Another jacket! It was her size, as if by fate. She was ecstatic. She tried it on, and of course, it fit like a glove. She bought it. When she went to her car she found that it matched perfectly! So she drove around town to see what else would catch her eye. She saw an Italian place called viva Maria. She had this urge to eat some spaghetti. When she went it there it was slightly crowded. She decided on the lasagna because it was cheaper.
I was walking around Toys R Us trying to find a specific toy for my sister's baby shower that is to happen next month. I had no idea where I was supposed to be looking. By female nature, I asked for help. The man was very pleasent and was very glad to help me. Aisle 4, around the middle, there was a couple standing. The man helping me was headed in that direction. As he pointed out to me where the toy i was looking for was exactly, I realized that the couple standing in front of me was one of the best and worst memories I ever had. My ex-boyfriend of four years. Four years we dated and when he left me he said it was because he was not ready to get married. There he stood in front of me with a woman looking about eight months pregnant. Looked down at her finger to find that she was married. Looked at his hand, there stood the ring of lies. All these thoughts went through my head. "Did he leave me for her?" "Was he cheating on me with her?" "How much could have changed in three years?" I was in pure shock. What was I supposed to say. I finally choked out a "hello" hoping there was not a look of pure disgust on my face. She was very pretty and I felt jealous as if he were still mine. He looked at me, and took a double take. "Hi, Amber," he said with confusion showing. "What are you doing here?" "Oh, my sister is pregnant. Her baby shower is next month so I am here trying to get a present or two." "Oh. Well this in my wife, Layna. We are due in about three weeks." Ever want to throw whatever is in your hands at someone? That was the feeling surging through my body.
Santa burst in to the museum. The witch and the easter bunny follow right behind him. They're searching for santas magic shoe! they lost it a few years back and since it was so worn, they archiologists thought it to be an artifact. This shoe has so much power. If it is put into the wrong hand all the Holiday's could be gone forever! Jack Frost has been trying to locate the shoe as well. If jack were to get it he would eliminate all seasons and try to make it cold all year round, every where. Santa is on the look out for his shoe, with a watch that the witch had enchanted that shows if you are close to the shoe are not. The Easter Bunny is keeeping a look out for Jack frost because the Easter Bunny has mad bunny skills and could kick anyones booty! All three, Santa, the Witch, and the Easter Bunny, hear a giggle from the east side of the building. Quickly,Santa hides the watch and hides. The witch pulls out her wand, and the Easter Bunny pulls out his sword. The giggle again. The Easter bunny hops towards the sound. It is a child playing with the shoe! When the Easter Bunny looks up, there is Jack creeping in on the little boy. The easter bunny tries very hard to get the little boy's attention because what child doesn't like a bunny? The easter bunny sweeps up the child and the shoe flies to the other side of the hall. Jack frost is running. The bunny did not know what to do!
There is nothing more interesting that you've realized that your life is a whole lie. Nothing is exactly anyones in this decade, just a copy. Intellecual property is so very true. Just like Walt Disney, I am not one to share my own ideas. if it came straight to my head and became very popular from it i would not want to share it either. I never would havethought that Led Zepplin was a band filled with mucical plagiarism. It is so hard now a days to figure out what was a song long ago becuase we do not hear them anymore. Star wars is a gigantic glob of western idiana crap all piled together. I am kind of happy to hear that, though I never would have expected it. The mixture and the change from cowboys and indians to humans versus alien made it nearly impossible to a naked eye, a person not analyzing, to see. You see copyrights everywhere now. It is ther Intellectual property thing, what's mine is mine and you cannot have it, got it? It's slightly ridiculous, but people find a way around it like no one elses business. It is a good this that I would never make anything of importance, I would flip my lid.
Thursday night and all my son can do is mop. Him and his girlfriend broke up a little over a week ago. He did not answer his phone one day because his grandpa was in town and I told him to put it away. She thought he was cheating on her and she just went crazy! We did not know what to do! Now all he can do is grump. he won't get off the couch and just barely makes it through school. They were so happy together and I feel as if i ruined it. So I am going to fix the mess that I created. She lives about ten minutes from my house and I plan on going to talk to her. I had to drag my son with me. When I knocked on her front door Emily, his ex-girlfriend, didn't answer, he mom did. Emily's mother looked at me with a questionable look and asked me why I was there. I told her what had happened and that I was there to set things straight. So her mother went and got Emily for me. She took everything so well and she finally understood. And when I was just about to ask if she wanted to talk to my son this stange teenage boy walked out of the bathroom and grabbed emily by the waist and kissed the top of her head. I just stopped and stared. Allen, my son, got out of the car and ran towards home. Devestated. Emily tried to explain that she thought that they were forever broken apart and that he had cheated on her, so she had a new boyfriend. I had one thing racing through my mind that I just wanted to blurt but being a mother and needing to be a polite adult i bite my tongue and walked away. I found my son about a mile from the house. I didn't know what to say. I had broken my son and his girlfriend up. Everything was my fault.
Uhm so today I learned i really need to read and or read more carefully. I'm pretty much just gone these past few weeks. and I cannot be. Honestly i need to step it up. Between car issues and work and family my head can't even wrap around day to day things. I need to go back and review those passages. oops, forgot about this. I am ready to sleep for a week. Like no lie. i never want to get out of bed.i honestly do not want to learn about quotes. mega run is a terribly addicting game. i need an intervention now! christmas is around the corner im soooooo excited! im also have surgery yay sit around sleeping time! woooo!i should be trying to accomplish things but i am not. oh well. tomorriw is thursday! almost the end of the week. I totally ventured from the topic. i learned to read more carefully!
Sorry this is late. I HATE POLITICAL ADS!! BLAH! I turn away from them, mute them, or even scroll past them, anything to avoid them. They have their own opinions and I have my own opinion and a very short temper. They really do not want me to tell them how I feel. I have friends that talk about politics all the time. I do NOT want to hear it. Every candidate has lied, they are trying too hard to get voters by making false hopes. It disgust me. Neither Obama nor Romney should be president in my opinion. GO CHUCK NORRIS! scams are outrageous this time of year.Rude people... You make people sad! Those dumb telephone calls that make you want to chuck your phone at the wall but you can't because you are trying to sell your car or find a new job. Yeah, we have all been there. They call you at nine thirty at night. Let me watch my shows and do my homework!I tend to grump at these calls. I going to vote for whomever I please. You're dumb phone calls are not going to change my mind you dirty little liars.
I am terrified of writing. For the longest time I have been judged about what I wrote when I was into my poetry age. I had one year in school when my teacher, Mrs. Murphy, actually helped better my writing. Little does she know the next year my writing was thrown out the window by my ninth grade teacher. Reading has been an on off thing for me. There are times when my teachers make me hate reading, even for enjoyment. Then there are the teachers that make me enjoy enjoyment reading. I really can't get into forced reading. I have recently started reading for enjoyment. I am reading the book "Fury" by Elizabeth Miles. It is actually a very good book, though my friend had to pull my leg and my arm to get me to purchase the thing. I feel like if I start to make time for myself once again I will get back in and achieve self-efficacy. It is important for me to reach this because it will mean i have broken the pattern where my teachers control how i feel about reading. It will mean that I actually got the motivation to let go of the things that have ever been said to me. But most of all it will mean I have found peace in my life. I have come to terms that not only do my teachers cause me to hate reading and writing, but my schedule comes into play also. Before I started working at the lovely place I call my part-time job, I would at least read a little just for pleasure. Once I started my job I had no time for me to sit at home and just relax. When I did have that time I was so worn out from the previous days that all I do is nap. When I started reading again my mom looked me dead in the eyes and said, "It's so nice to see you reading again." Now let's just hope i can get to writing again.
ReplyDeleteThis is my best friend Aly. She has medium length, dark brown hair with silly highlights that used to be pink and purple. Now they are just orange. She smells like the Rue 21 perfume she sprays on herself every morning as if it were a ritual. She feels like any other human being, I suppose. I tell her she is squishy to make her angry though. I can not tell you what she tastes like because I have not licked her. She loves Dr. Pepper though! Aly is a normal human and sounds like a female. She loves reading and writing which is why she gives me purpose. She will read and finish a book everyday if she could. She has a notebook filled with a story she never lets out of her hands. Aly is my purpose to reading. She drags me into bookstores and makes me read the synopsis of every book she likes to see if she should read them. Recently she got me to buy two new books, "Fury" and "Incarceron". Fury is so good, the second book "Envy" just came out on the fourth. I hope to finish "Fury" next weekend. I know there are many more books to come. Every Christmas and birthday I buy her a book or buy her a gift card to Kobo so she can buy books for her e-reader.
ReplyDeleteThe hall was quiet until she heard a loud slam. She looked around and there was no one to be seen. She looked back and she had seen a large pile of books, as if they had come out of the sky. she reached for the books. The top one was the novel "Beautiful Creatures". The cover was dark and somewhat gloomy. She looked to see if there were any names in the book, trying to see to whom it belonged. Nothing. She looked in the other books... also nothing. they appeared out of no where. So she started to read the book "Beautiful Creatures" The book is about witches and wizards of all sorts (They aren't exactly called that in the book but the names aren't popping into my stuffy head anytime soon). They can pop out of no where in the book, which made the way how she found the book so ironic. She started to get freaked out at night. She saw people watching her in her sleep. The main character in the book was being watched in his sleep by a man that was using the main characters dreams for energy. She finally decided to turn the book back into the school because she was starting to get freaked out. When she turned the books into the lost and found she had a longing to pick up the book one last time. She fought the urge.
ReplyDeleteAmber I love your story that you wrote on here from last Tuesday! It was very very creative, and interesting. To me I felt like I was that girl that was in the hall, with the big pile of books that she received. I also love the creativeness that you did by describing the books, they felt so real. Especially the onew with the wizards and witches, that sounds pretty cool to me! Mine was also kind of scary that I wrote last Tuesday as well. Except mine was about ghosts, and hearing noises. It was also in a school, well college, and tried to make mine sound interesting. But I think yours is a little more creative then mine, because I am not creative what so ever! But I really did like what you wrote here. I give you props for writing a good beginning to this story!! -Kari
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ReplyDeleteThe camera perspective and the lighting really highlight the dialog. There was a time when the lights went out and when they turned on the spotlight onto the two speaking, the lyric writer and the male lead. They were speaking very quietly and they went back and forth on who was speaking and sometimes pausing on faces to show the pure emotions.Though, there were even more serious parts, like when lyric writer and her husband were arguing, when they did the lighting, well, not so great.They were out in the very bright lights. In the beginning they don't show who the person was that was about to go on stage. They waited til after the round robin to show who it was to help you guess who it was. At the very end of the show the lighting was very good cooperated with the camera perspective. They pointed the camera at just the right angle with the spot lights on the stage at just the right spot as well. It made Karen glow. She was glowing at the point where she was glowing in the show. This is when she had proven everyone wrong. All-in-all the lightening and camera did great justice except in few parts.
Red riding hood was riding around in her new red convertible. She was in Atlanta Georgia. She was driving around town when she saw this new shop called RED. Of course, she had to stop because of her red fetish. She saw this red jacket that she absolutely fell in love with. There was only one left. "Oh no!" She exclaimed, "The very last one!" She could only hope that it was her size! She looked at the tag, it was two sizes too big. She cried to herself a little and thought to herself. "I will try it just to see." She went into the dressing room and she came to a surprise! Another jacket! It was her size, as if by fate. She was ecstatic. She tried it on, and of course, it fit like a glove. She bought it. When she went to her car she found that it matched perfectly! So she drove around town to see what else would catch her eye. She saw an Italian place called viva Maria. She had this urge to eat some spaghetti. When she went it there it was slightly crowded. She decided on the lasagna because it was cheaper.
ReplyDeleteI was walking around Toys R Us trying to find a specific toy for my sister's baby shower that is to happen next month. I had no idea where I was supposed to be looking. By female nature, I asked for help. The man was very pleasent and was very glad to help me. Aisle 4, around the middle, there was a couple standing. The man helping me was headed in that direction. As he pointed out to me where the toy i was looking for was exactly, I realized that the couple standing in front of me was one of the best and worst memories I ever had. My ex-boyfriend of four years. Four years we dated and when he left me he said it was because he was not ready to get married. There he stood in front of me with a woman looking about eight months pregnant. Looked down at her finger to find that she was married. Looked at his hand, there stood the ring of lies. All these thoughts went through my head. "Did he leave me for her?" "Was he cheating on me with her?" "How much could have changed in three years?" I was in pure shock. What was I supposed to say. I finally choked out a "hello" hoping there was not a look of pure disgust on my face. She was very pretty and I felt jealous as if he were still mine. He looked at me, and took a double take.
ReplyDelete"Hi, Amber," he said with confusion showing. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, my sister is pregnant. Her baby shower is next month so I am here trying to get a present or two."
"Oh. Well this in my wife, Layna. We are due in about three weeks."
Ever want to throw whatever is in your hands at someone? That was the feeling surging through my body.
Santa burst in to the museum. The witch and the easter bunny follow right behind him. They're searching for santas magic shoe! they lost it a few years back and since it was so worn, they archiologists thought it to be an artifact. This shoe has so much power. If it is put into the wrong hand all the Holiday's could be gone forever! Jack Frost has been trying to locate the shoe as well. If jack were to get it he would eliminate all seasons and try to make it cold all year round, every where. Santa is on the look out for his shoe, with a watch that the witch had enchanted that shows if you are close to the shoe are not. The Easter Bunny is keeeping a look out for Jack frost because the Easter Bunny has mad bunny skills and could kick anyones booty! All three, Santa, the Witch, and the Easter Bunny, hear a giggle from the east side of the building. Quickly,Santa hides the watch and hides. The witch pulls out her wand, and the Easter Bunny pulls out his sword. The giggle again. The Easter bunny hops towards the sound. It is a child playing with the shoe! When the Easter Bunny looks up, there is Jack creeping in on the little boy. The easter bunny tries very hard to get the little boy's attention because what child doesn't like a bunny? The easter bunny sweeps up the child and the shoe flies to the other side of the hall. Jack frost is running. The bunny did not know what to do!
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing more interesting that you've realized that your life is a whole lie. Nothing is exactly anyones in this decade, just a copy. Intellecual property is so very true. Just like Walt Disney, I am not one to share my own ideas. if it came straight to my head and became very popular from it i would not want to share it either. I never would havethought that Led Zepplin was a band filled with mucical plagiarism. It is so hard now a days to figure out what was a song long ago becuase we do not hear them anymore. Star wars is a gigantic glob of western idiana crap all piled together. I am kind of happy to hear that, though I never would have expected it. The mixture and the change from cowboys and indians to humans versus alien made it nearly impossible to a naked eye, a person not analyzing, to see. You see copyrights everywhere now. It is ther Intellectual property thing, what's mine is mine and you cannot have it, got it? It's slightly ridiculous, but people find a way around it like no one elses business. It is a good this that I would never make anything of importance, I would flip my lid.
ReplyDeleteThursday night and all my son can do is mop. Him and his girlfriend broke up a little over a week ago. He did not answer his phone one day because his grandpa was in town and I told him to put it away. She thought he was cheating on her and she just went crazy! We did not know what to do! Now all he can do is grump. he won't get off the couch and just barely makes it through school. They were so happy together and I feel as if i ruined it. So I am going to fix the mess that I created. She lives about ten minutes from my house and I plan on going to talk to her. I had to drag my son with me. When I knocked on her front door Emily, his ex-girlfriend, didn't answer, he mom did. Emily's mother looked at me with a questionable look and asked me why I was there. I told her what had happened and that I was there to set things straight. So her mother went and got Emily for me. She took everything so well and she finally understood. And when I was just about to ask if she wanted to talk to my son this stange teenage boy walked out of the bathroom and grabbed emily by the waist and kissed the top of her head. I just stopped and stared. Allen, my son, got out of the car and ran towards home. Devestated. Emily tried to explain that she thought that they were forever broken apart and that he had cheated on her, so she had a new boyfriend. I had one thing racing through my mind that I just wanted to blurt but being a mother and needing to be a polite adult i bite my tongue and walked away. I found my son about a mile from the house. I didn't know what to say. I had broken my son and his girlfriend up. Everything was my fault.
ReplyDeleteUhm so today I learned i really need to read and or read more carefully. I'm pretty much just gone these past few weeks. and I cannot be. Honestly i need to step it up. Between car issues and work and family my head can't even wrap around day to day things. I need to go back and review those passages. oops, forgot about this. I am ready to sleep for a week. Like no lie. i never want to get out of bed.i honestly do not want to learn about quotes. mega run is a terribly addicting game. i need an intervention now! christmas is around the corner im soooooo excited! im also have surgery yay sit around sleeping time! woooo!i should be trying to accomplish things but i am not. oh well. tomorriw is thursday! almost the end of the week. I totally ventured from the topic. i learned to read more carefully!
ReplyDeleteSorry this is late.
ReplyDeleteI HATE POLITICAL ADS!! BLAH! I turn away from them, mute them, or even scroll past them, anything to avoid them. They have their own opinions and I have my own opinion and a very short temper. They really do not want me to tell them how I feel. I have friends that talk about politics all the time. I do NOT want to hear it. Every candidate has lied, they are trying too hard to get voters by making false hopes. It disgust me. Neither Obama nor Romney should be president in my opinion. GO CHUCK NORRIS! scams are outrageous this time of year.Rude people... You make people sad! Those dumb telephone calls that make you want to chuck your phone at the wall but you can't because you are trying to sell your car or find a new job. Yeah, we have all been there. They call you at nine thirty at night. Let me watch my shows and do my homework!I tend to grump at these calls. I going to vote for whomever I please. You're dumb phone calls are not going to change my mind you dirty little liars.