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8.12.11

decided to use this blog again.

It has been about three years since I last posted something on here. But when I found the blog and read through the posts I feel as I should start blogging again. I blogged so much when I was in middle school. Now I would like to be able to read through these newer ones again and smile at my stupidity. And because I feel as if I need a place to just let everything out. So. I'm back to blogging. I even created a new theme and such for this blog. Changed a few things around. Time to restart, right?

Today was a good day. I took my president's test and I cheated slightly but I think I got a good grade on it. I've decided that I am going to go back and re-learn them all again too so that I know what they are for later reference. We just received a new project for AP Lang. Mine is going to be, "should the U.S. continue with space exploration?" I'm excited for the topic because I know that my dad loves space stuff. It will be good to get his input on everything that I do. We had our band concert tonight. It went fine in my opinion. We didn't do amazing but then again it was a student teacher. But it was fun. And ha that creepy kid confirmed in front of me that he wants me to be his girlfriend. Eh, no. Gross.

I need to get my grades up real bad. I'm going to have to cut back on reading, internet, and games because it is getting kind of out of hand. I actually need to do my work. Like. Now.

Anway.

I'm too tired to write more.

Goodnight.

26.8.09

): LOST BEST FRIEND.

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE READ.
I have a stuffed dog that I've had since I was a tiny, little girl. His name is Slush and he's my stuffed husky dog. My family recently went to Las Vegas for vacation and stayed at the Bellagio hotel. We got home yesterday. At the airport we noticed that Slush was not in my packpack. It had been tradition to bring Slush with me on trips with us. But he wasn't there. As always, he was put by my pillow at night. But he wasn't there. So we are suspecting he was left inside the room at the Bellagio hotel in Las Vegas. We called the hotel and they checked their charts. There had been no lost and found reports of a small husky dog on our floor. He means the world to me as he has helped me through a lot of hard times in my life.We can only hope that he was not lost between the time of leaving the hotel and getting to the plane. If you could please, please, please pray for his safe return it'd mean the world to me. I'm lost without my best friend.

17.6.09

It's Over

I find myself thinking back over the year that has flown by. I'm crying silently. This isnt how I imagined graduating middle school. Only three more hours. Only three more hours of being a bulldog,,,in class...everything. It moved too fast. It's finally over. I remember walking into our middle school the first day of 6th grade. I got lost...so many times. Now we're leaving...forever. I will never see this graduating class after midnight tomorrow night. This is the fist place I had real friends. It's the first place I felt I had a real home. All the people here have brought me a home. They brought me a place to laugh, joke, smile, and have fun. Now it's over. High School is next up. It's in September...too soon. How many schools get to know their principal personally without doing horrid things? We know every student in our grade's name...every teacher because we've met our had every one of them. It's so emotional...so hard. Today I had the last day of having normal classes...had the last day of school ending at 2:!7. It will never be the same...never. The people at my school are innocent, smart, and uplifting. It will never be the same..ever. High School is filled with people who are rude, snooty, and mean. You'll never know the names of every person in your school by just looking at their picture in the yearbook. It'll never be the same....I've been blessed...so much. These peoplle are purely amazing. Our graduating class is just over a 100 kids. Our school is tiny and we've been proud of it ever since we walked into our school as a bulldog. All my friends are gone...every funny and entertaining classmate...everything is over. We have one more day together. We have our graduation tomorrow night. It will always be in my heart. The school, people, property, life...it'll always be in my heart. It will never leave...ever. Our school is small, rich, and fun. We have the best people ever. I've had an advantage to be in this school...I'm so honored. Even though we are public, we're smaller than a private school. We have expectations of a private school. If you're getting a C in our classes you're going to get an A in any other school. We're smart...everyone is smart. We have our few idiots...but I'll miss every freakin one of them. We are all friends...every one of us. When the 8th graders forward a message saying to pass it to the 8th grade class...it's traveled in minutes. I'm probably the saddest because I'm one of the only ones not going to the traditional high school. I'm going to a better one. Everyone else goes to another. That's one of the reasons why I'm so sad. Everyone is going to the other school. There's only a few not. I'll miss every one of them...I feel this cold hand clutching my heart at the moment...It's over...