What?

So... I have recently been informed that SOMEONE got a free block because he's in 8TH GRADE! No fair! I mean, sure, he's in 8th grade... SO? Creative Writing is what he signed up for, and he should've been in class writing blogs like the rest of us. He doesn't deserve special treatment. That is prejudice! Why don't let ALL of the independent study people out for a free block? We deserve it just as much as he does!

Random Post

Okay, so once, I saw a tree. The tree was brown. The tree had leaves. Under the tree was grass. And over the tree, was air. There was also clouds and a sun. I heard a little bird chirp, and threw a rock at it. It fell, and died. Then I stomped on the dead little bird. Muhahahah! Haha, just kidding. So anyways.. back to the tree. It was a big tree. It was at least taller than 5 feet, because it was a lot bigger than me. I tried climbing it, and I failed. The last time I saw that tree, it was cut down. DO YOU SEE WHAT PEOPLE ARE DOING? THEY ARE CUTTING DOWN TREES! That's not good. The end.

Alphabet

Aa Bb Cc Dd Ee Ff Gg Hh Ii Jj Kk Ll Mm Nn Oo Pp Qq Rr Ss Tt Uu Vv Ww Xx Yy Zz
Amazing how the alphabet works, right? I mean, just a long time ago someone put down random lines and called them the alphabet. Then they taught a bunch of people, and those people taught people, and it became English. It's really hard making a language because there has to be different letters, different sounds, etc. Amazing how English works. I mean, seriously the alphabet is just a bunch of scribbles!

Spring Break

My spring break was... very boring... I literally had nothing to do. I ate, slept, and watched TV... Although breaks are awesome, you have to find something to fill the time school usually takes, and that for me is almost impossible... Amazingly, I still liked this boredom a million times more than going to school. Please comment and tell me whether or not your Spring break was awesome.

RHYME

Once upon a time, there was a time of rhyme, and the time of rhyme was like committing a crime. Committing a crime in rhyme time was to steal limes. These limes were special and were covered in slime. The slime was the prime chime of the mimes. I have run out of rhymes and now I don’t have any more time, and none of this made any sense worth a dime.

Very odd question...

If a person were to die, what would you do? No, seriously think this through; what would you do? Would you cry and mourn for them untill the tears stop? Would you try to live on with your life as if nothing happened? Would you go to extremes and kill yourself or someone else? Or would you just be plain old sad? Would you dance on their grave? Would you piss on their grave? Would you be as happy as you could ever be? A heartless person would do that, but what would YOU do? Would you set the grave on fire? Watch the flames engulf your enemy, and tell yourself that you warned them? If the grave were on fire, would you try to stop the flames from burning it up, and tell yourself you did well because you were very close to them (at heart)? Would you have a giant party, and invite all their family members just to mock them? Would you forge their will and take every last penny they had? Would you run away, and hope no one finds you in your terrible, depressed state? Would you commit crimes because you didn't know what else to do? Would you just lie beside their grave, and die too? Would you visit that grave every single day and night, and lay flowers where your loved one is burried? Would you dig up the grave, and rob the last thing they ever had? Would you have sexual intercourse with their wife/husband? WOULD YOU JUST FORGET THEY EVER LIVED AND LIVE YOUR LIFE TO THE MOST ECTREME YOU COULD?

Facebook or Myspace?

Okay, I personally like Facebook way more then Myspace, the only problem is that Facebook doesn't have cool layouts like Myspace does, it's just plain white and blue. Comment and tell me whether you like Facebook better or Myspace better?

Short Story

There once was a guy named Bob.
Bob was looking for a job.
Bob got angry and started a mob.
And they all started to rob.
But fail after fail,
he ended up in jail.
He couldn’t afford a bail.
So he’s now taking a dump in a pail.
Bob is angry with himself now.
And he’s trying not to have a cow.
He got out of jail, but he didn’t know how.
Pleased with himself, he took a silent bow.
He had no idea what to say.
He remembered a motto: “Have it your way”
so now in the present, today,
he’s having a life merry and gay.
But one day he hit his head.
He walked it off and went to bed.
He grabbed his teddy bear named Ted.
But in his sleep he became dead.
Everyone mourned at his grave,
and they all knew that he gave
his entire life devoted to save
people that lived in caves.

Lyrics umm.... 4?

There once was a guy named Bob.
Bob was looking for a job.
Bob got angry and started a mob.
And they all started to rob.
But fail after fail,
He ended up in jail.
And couldn’t afford a bail.
So now he’s taking a dump in a pail.
Bob is angry with himself now.
And he’s trying not to have a cow.
He got out of jail, but he didn’t know how.
Pleased with himself, he took a silent bow.
He had no idea what to say.
He remembered a motto: “Have it your way”
So now in the present, today.He’s having a life merry and gay.

Eminem

Eminem is a pretty good rapper. He can make the most stupidest things not corny in a song. His beats are awesome too. And the best part is... HE'S WHITE! (not racist...) I mean, there re a lot of black rappers, and not so many white rappers. Marshall Mathers (Eminem's real name) raps about what he's been through. So he can relate to what he writes. And so can other people, if they have been in a similar situation. He mostly talks about troubles he has had, and his daughter. Eminem is a great inspiration for starting rappers out in the world.

Short Story 3

Once there was a tyrannosaurus named Steve. Steve was a nice T-Rex, until Jeffrey owned him. Jeffrey taught Steve how to kill and eat humans. Jeffrey had turned into an evil mastermind, thus making Steve evil as well. Jeffrey fed Steve humans, that used to be his workers, but then he got bored of them. Jeffrey’s latest plan was to release a disease, which kills millions of people in seconds. The only cure for this disease was T-Rex boogers. It’s ironic because the only living T-Rex was Steve. He planned on releasing disease at San Francisco. Jeffrey didn’t have a car, or plane, or spaceship, or hovercraft, or any sort of transportation; so he just super glued car seats to Steve’s back. When Jeffrey got to San Francisco, he threw the vial at the floor, and caught the disease on accident. Panicked, Jeffrey picked Steve’s nose, but Steve caught the disease too. Jeffrey accidentally fell off of Steve and fell in a man-hole. Jeffrey managed to get out of the sewers, but he drank radioactive waste. Today, Jeffrey is suffering from the disease coocooindaheadrandomabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz syndrome.

Blog...

Right now, I was supposed to make a short story, but I got stuck so I am blogging about... um... short stories? Nah, WRITER'S BLOCK! I hate writer's blocks! You had an amazing idea, and then it just dissapears... and you can't think of it again, and you spend such a long time thinking of another great idea, but you force it on your brain, and it just shuts down. Doesn't that just SUCK? Like right now, I'm blogging about writer's block, because I am currently expiriencing a writer's block... Well, now that I have finished, if you are still reading this, I wouldn't keep reading this. Just press the back button up there^! Well, thanks for reading this pointless blog, I'm just trying to fill up space so it looks like I have typed a lot, oh wait... Catherine actually READS this! Darnit, she has foiled my plot!... she'll understand... right Catherine?

Short Story 2

The ninja bunny jumped from tree to tree. Quickly, and quietly he got to his destination. He quickly entered the hut. He crept to the door, and slowly opened it. In the room, sat a wise old bunny. “Master, I have come to receive my mission” said the ninja bunny. “Why yes, young grasshopper. I need you to assassinate the evil fox, make it quick, and don’t attract any attention or we will be wanted men” responded the wise old bunny. “Yes master” exclaimed the ninja bunny. Quickly, the ninja bunny dispersed.
The ninja bunny jumped from tree to tree, headed for a different destination. He stopped at a building surrounded by ninja foxes. Surprised at how many ninja foxes he saw, he retraced his steps back to his master’s hut. “I have brought bad news master” said the ninja bunny. “What have you brought me?” replied the wise old bunny. “The foxes hideout is filled with ninja foxes, what should I do?” the ninja bunny asked. “Take this smoke grenade, throw it to the center of the group, then hurry into the building and quickly kill the fox king before anyone decides to check on him” responded the wise old bunny. Again, the ninja bunny quickly dispersed, into the woods.
“This is too easy” the ninja bunny thought to himself from tree to tree. As said to do, the ninja bunny pulled out a smoke grenade, and threw it dead center in the group of ninja foxes. Quickly, the ninja bunny entered the warehouse through an open window. Without making a sound, the ninja bunny quickly advanced towards the room at the far end of the warehouse. The ninja bunny slowly opened the door. In the bed, the ninja bunny saw the fox king, sleeping in the bed. The ninja bunny slowly crept towards the fox king. As soon as he got to the fox king, the ninja bunny pulled out his samurai sword, and slashed the fox king’s head clean off. The ninja bunny quickly examined his work, then disappeared, just like a true ninja.

Short Story 1

The tall man in the long, leather jacket and a black hat walked towards the dark tinted car. He looked around him to see if the coast was clear. He stood and nodded towards the car, as if he wanted the car to come. Two men in black suits and dark shades stepped out of the car, with a briefcase. They too, looked around. Slowly but confidently they walked towards the man in the black jacket. “You got the money?” said the man in the leather jacket. “It depends, you got the stuff?” replied one of the men in the black suits. “Show me the money” exclaimed the man in the leather jacket. Slowly one of the men in the black suits opened the briefcase; in the briefcase, lay hundreds of hundred dollar bills. “Good, good…” sneered the man in the leather jacket. All of a sudden, he drew out a machine gun from his jacket and killed both of the men in the black suits. Quickly, the man ran away with the briefcase.
The man climbed inside the car, and quickly changed clothes so that he wouldn’t attract any attention. He drove to the local hotel, Days Inn, and walked inside, with the briefcase. He said “hello” to the manager and took the elevator to the third floor. He opened the door to room 130 and stepped in to find his partner in crime sitting in a chair waiting for him, so they could leave. “I kept the briefcase, just in case anyone tried to steal it, now let’s go, quickly” said the man that opened the door. “Okay, good thinking, I already packed everything” replied his partner.
Quickly the two men walked out of the hotel, returned the keys, and got into the car. Suddenly, the two men heard a ticking sound coming from the briefcase. Quickly one of the men opened the briefcase and saw a bomb with five seconds left. Quickly the man tried to throw it out of the car window, but… the men were too stupid to open the window, and the extremely tough glass made the briefcase bounce back at them, and it exploded. Both of the men blew up into millions of tiny human pieces, no one ever heard from them again.

Superbowl XLIII

The Superbowl will be very exciting. It is the Pittsburg Steelers Vs. the Arizona Cardinals. I personally think that the Steelers will completely destroy the Cardinals. How did the Cardinals get into the Superbowl in the first place? LUCK! PURE LUCK! They are 9 and 7! How is that possible that they made it to the Superbowl?!? Probably because every other team was really terrible. So tune in to NBC to watch Superbowl XLIII at 6:00 PM Eastern Time. But, I know that you know that the Cardinals already lost! So don't be surprised about the outcome!

A-Team

Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack are all partners in crime. Each villain has a unique skill. Tyler specializes in martial arts, ready to destroy anyone in his way. Sam specializes in safe-cracking; there isn’t a safe that stands a chance. Alex specializes in breaking and entering without setting off alarms or getting caught, he’s gotten out of a lot of tight spots. Jack is the genius of the group, he makes all the plans. This group of villains cooperate very well together.
They grew up together in poverty and when they finally had had enough, they made a decision. They decided to steal enough money to go to Luxembourg, the richest city in the world.
Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack all stepped out of the black van. They were all relieved to be standing up again; they have been sitting down in an airplane and a van for about eight hours. Tyler, Sam, and Alex waited as Jack got four rooms to the Marriot hotel. As soon as they got settled in their rooms with their luggage, they met in Jack’s room and ordered dinner. During dinner, they devised a plan to rob the city bank of Luxembourg.
At ten o’clock the next day, the plan was in action. Jack noticed that everyday, a bank van exits at ten thirty and enters thirty minutes later. All four of the men were ready to steal the bank van. They waited anxiously as they finally saw the bank van driving towards them. Jack parked a car right in front of the van as Tyler, Sam, and Alex opened the door and knocked out the driver. They tied the driver up and put him in the trunk of the other car. They went to a private garage to finish the work. The men created a fake bottom to the van big enough to fit Tyler, Sam, and Alex as Jack drove.
Jack drove the bank van wearing the uniform the driver was wearing and Jack had also stole his ID card just in case. Jack was kind of nervous driving the van, thinking that the plan might not work. He managed to drive past the gates of the bank security. As soon as he got in the garage he saw that no one else was in there. Tyler, Sam, and Alex got out of the fake bottom and ran to the staircase. Jack was very clever to torture the driver into telling him information about where the safe was.
Tyler ran with the map. As Sam and Alex followed Tyler, they saw three security guards. Tyler was very happy at that moment. He hasn’t fought anyone in a long time, and now he had his chance. Tyler passed the map to Sam. “Ill catch up with you guys later!” exclaimed Tyler. As Sam and Alex turned the corner, the vault was in sight. Sam noticed that you needed to crack a code to open the vault door. It took Sam about five minutes but he managed to crack the code. “Ill stay and keep watch!” shouted Sam. Alex was the last resource. He saw that many alarms could be set off in this room. He dodged the laser lights and disconnected the cameras. He stuffed the money into all of the trash bags and ran out.
Tyler and Sam were waiting for Alex. As soon as they saw him they both yelled "Come on!" They started to run towards the nearest exit, the stairs leading up to the rooftop. As soon as Tyler opened the door to the rooftop, they see Jack. "I got caught and had to run to the rooftop!" explained Jack. Tyler, Sam, and Alex were relieved to see that Jack brought four parachutes with him. They all strapped parachutes on them just as the security guards reached them. Tyler, Sam, Alex, and Jack all jumped at once. Tyler, Sam, and Alex landed safely on the ground. On the other hand, Jack's parachute didnt work. Jack hurtled fifty feet and died from the terrible collision.
Tyler, Sam, and Alex were drowned with sadness. They took a last salut to their team leader and ran off. Each of them carried a trash bag, filled with hundred dollar bills. They were sweating becuase of the intense heat, and they had two sets of clothes. One for bank robbing, and one for seeming like a "civillian." They went into what used to be Jacks room and said nothing. Ten minutes later the men decided to pack their bags, and move to the United States. As soon as they got at the airport, the men were arrested. Jack, the leader and genius of the team, was the reason that Tyler, Sam, Alex, and himself werent arrested yet. Jack kept their identities safe from the police. Now that he was dead, theyre identities were revealed. The great "A-Team" as they called themselves, were finally captured.

Family Lies or Family Ties?

The shadowy figure dashed across the busy highway. I watched as men in blue uniforms ran after him. "Mom can you hurry up?" I exclaimed. I was already late for football practice and I wasn't going to be any more late than I already was because of a little distraction. "The police will catch him..." I thought to myself as I stepped out of the van and ran towards the field.
Today's practice was exhausting. As soon as it was over I walked home to relax, and go to bed. I was walking home when I saw a group of people crowded around a figure lying on the ground. As I worked my way through the crowd, I could faintly tell that the figure was a woman. As I got closer and closer, I started to recognize her. "Mom!" I rushed my way through the crowd. I knelt beside her body, hoping this was all just a horrible nightmare. I asked the officers what had happened. They told me that their best guess was that a thief that robbed a bank earlier today stole her car, killing her so that she wouldn't say anything.
Then I remembered the man I saw earlier. I could faintly remember him, he was clutching a bag. The bag was partially opened, and something fell out. The object was flat and light, floating away as if it wanted to escape the hands of the villain. The object of course, was a hundred dollar bill. The man I thought the police would put to justice, was the murderer of my mother.
I asked the officers if they knew who committed this horrible crime. I listened keenly as they slowly began to tell me that their best guess was a twenty-six year old man by the name of Arnold Greene. "It can’t be possible" I thought to myself. Arnold Greene was my older brother that moved away a couple of years ago. "There has to be some mistake!" I exclaimed. "He left his fingerprints on the lamp post, probably where he strangled and killed the victim." I’ve heard enough, I shoved my way out of the crowd and walked home.
As I walked through the front door of my house, thousands of thoughts filled my head. I walked towards an old family picture, one with my older brother in it. As soon as I saw Arnold in the picture, I hurtled it across the room. The glass shattered into a million pieces and the picture was ruined. I ran up to my bedroom and collected my belongings, “Only what I need.” I thought to myself as I frantically rummaged through my drawers.
I ran to the only place that was the closest thing to home. I ran up the stairs of the balcony and knocked on the door of my best friends’ house. Jimmy, my best friend, answered the door. “Why do you have all of your stuff?” He looked shocked and scared at the same time, and then he slowly moved to let me in. I told him what happened. “I’ll just stay here until I turn eighteen, then I can join the military,” I told him. He barely said a word, but I knew that he agreed to it.
It’s been twenty years, and now I am a retired general of the marines. I completed my promise to Jimmy and I left as soon as I turned eighteen. I was such a great soldier, that they promoted me to general and I left five years later. Now, I have a new goal. Find my brother, and put him in prison.
I gathered enough information about him to find out where he is, and where he is going. I drove to his current address and I pull over in front of his house. I brake in with a gun in hand. I look through the entire house, but I can’t find him. I hack onto his computer and I figure that he’s going to Mexico. “I’ll catch him” I thought to myself. I get on an airplane to Mexico and arrive 6 hours later. I drive to the Hilton Hotel anxious to put him in prison. I get to the eighth floor and stop at room 521. I kick the door down with all of my strength, and manage to break the door. I run in the room with a gun in hand, and I look at my brother on the balcony ready to jump off. “What are you doing?!?” I yell from across the room. “I made a mistake, now I’ll help everyone when I’m gone!” he blasted back. With one great leap, he jumped off the balcony and pummeled to the ground fifty feet below. I run to the balcony, and look at the dead body below. Although I hated him for killing our mother, I was drowned with sadness because he was family. I call the ambulance and tell them what happened. Before the ambulance came, I quickly dispersed. My destination, home.

Lyrics 2 (Live Your Life, 1 Verse) My Version

Whatever what them haters say,
ignoring them, till it's out the way,
cuz I realize that they just try to ruin my life but thats okay.
Amazingly, they run away,
and then come back in a few days.
I know I find reason to complain,
if I speak my mind, it stays the same.
Easily I can just pack up and go away.
But I'm still standin high and and gettin payed,
mostly for the fans and how they shout and scream my name.
I still don't like those haters,
but thanks to them I'm the way I am today.
They're just different from the rest, and I can't hate them for that way.
It aint about the action, mostly just what they repeat and say.
They're not a big deal anyway,
they come back one day being surprised I'm still here today.
Some of them talk straight to my face,
I tell them to get lost in a caring way,
then they realize that they should,
and happily turn and walk away.
I have enough patience,
but they make me wanna blow they heads away.
Once I made them scream,
and now I can make them do what I say.
Been hustling all my life,
I'm pretty sure I'll stay that way.
By now the days gone by, now I can say
I've watched them come and go and at last I see them walk away.

Lyrics 1

I'm cursed with these verses,
and I just keep burstin,
with words and I'm thirstin,
for more, and first I
just want you to know,
that the farther I go,
it is harder the way,
that I get through the day.
Now just stop and listen, just don't keep on pissin,
cuz most of the words are missin,
from my mouth cuz the pain is too much to take and you think it's a game.
You should now know that it's not,
just to tell you I swear I never got shot
Even if I run around the town, chased by cops,
cuz in the hood if they dont know you, then you can't get caught.
Now there is something that you need to know,
cuz this isn't the way you deal things with at home.
But before you walk out of the door,
I need to tell you that I'm not always alone.
So don't think that I can't get out of this stuff,
cuz I'll stop it as soon as I have had enough.
So go ahead, walk out of the door,
cuz I don't need you for anything anymore.
Get on with your life,
I'm not stabbin you with a knife,
So stop cryin, I know your lyin
just shutup and stop tryin.
After this, I know your just gonna sigh and
get on with what you were doing,
you messed it all up and you knew it
and thanks to everyone else, your screwed and
it can't be fixed cuz the way you just kept goin
and I know you think it's over with
but im telling you to just go home and
forget about this mess
you just didn't try your best
I know I should've just left.
But I can't help it if I cared less.
Now I'm tellin you what you should do,
and If you don't listen to me, well then screw you
go on with this entire thing, you keep feelin blue
I should just say that I tried to help you
but you just pushed me away
and now all I can say
is good ridence, peace, and nice to know ya
cuz I'm leavin and your stuck here in horror.
And I'm swearing that im not coming back tomorow.
I don't care what kinds of stuff your getting in to.
And I'm glad I can say that I sure didn't miss you.
To you, I'm pretty sure you think it's just a game
but well, too bad, it sure is a shame
you can't handle the flame
of the real life thing.