finale.

have an awesome summer.

real talk?

                 what's real? fairy tales? school? dreams? friends? media?

                 well hi. i know i'm not real. this blog isn't, either. IT'S ALL IN YOUR IMAGINATION!
               
                  i would like to thank all my readers. thank you. who knows if i'll ever get on here again? i might.
                
                 this has been a wonderful class period. i have looked forward to it every Aday. if only i could live in paris.
                
                 do you want to hear a fun fact? i write down all of my blog posts in a 'blog journal' before i post them on here! thats how lame i am.
         
                i don't recomend it. you can try it out if you want but it slowed me down a lot.
         
                maybye we just really need to take risks on here. thats why we have masks called 'pen names'. to make mistakes.
  
                who cares if it's not perfect? and who cares if out of all your ideas, only a fraction make it on the blog? just do what you can! thats what ive learned. it's hard for me to take my own advice but hopefully you can. i don't know...
    


                                                                       just say ok.

i remember...

what most forget.
old tv shows and movies i used to watch.
i didn't watch too much tv, i just didn' want to remember boring reality.
i remember all of those little regrets i made that don't matter. that no one else will remember. i remember. i remember all my mistakes.
i also remember happy stuff.
the very first friend i ever made in the fifth grade.
i also remember my imaginary friend. the one i forgot.

good times, good times...

popped bubbles

i used to have a bubbly personality. used to be that i was the funny one.

but bubbles are fragile and can be popped easily.

now i feel like that fish on finding nemo that keeps his bubbles in a treasure chest.

how to be a dork

1. do dumb things. this is the only real essential.
2. obsess over something no one else really likes. and pretend you like it moderately.
3. if your a girl: fail at being graceful. if your a guy: fail at being "smooth"
4. use vocabulary that no one else ever uses. like big words or old slang. you can even make up your own.
5. time for the look: glasses, braces, and clothes that simply don't look good are the basics.
6. try to pull off trends you know you can't work
7. congradulations, you are now a dork!

dialogue?

    
dear diary,
I-
hold on one second. your always talking to me, let me reply for once.
for starters, everything you write doesn’t matter. It's all pointless.
honestly, who else is going to hear what you say but me?
and second, you talk as though I care.
i don't.
about your secrets, do you really think their safe with me? NOPE! this is twitter gold! wait till my buddies hear about that embarrassing opinion on that guy in 4th period.
and here's a little advice on your "bffs"
get rid of them. their a waste of your time and are holding you back.
plus- that mean girl your always talking about is only tellin' it like it is!
and about how your hamster died, only YOU would cry that much about something like that. its just a rat!
a piece of advice: you wouldn’t freak out so much when your sister steals me if you didn’t put down as many juicy secrets.
and I’m sick and tired of hearing the pointless stuff. how about some poetry? I would LOVE to have THAT tattooed on my pages!
and please get creative with my cover. I'm tired of looking the same way i did when i was in wal-mart. do you know that their are hundreds of diaries just like me? I wanna make a statement- set a trend!
i know you hear more then gossip in your life, how about writing song lyrics in me! or movie quotes! I’m just sayin'!!
k, I’m done.
oh! p.s. when you use your eraser, don't rub so hard!

color out!

these look so much better in real life but technology hates me so sorry if these are hard to read.

words



a damp towel dried the window.



think it over



to be or never to be.



you can do this and own all

great people will gain



inspire something




light loses power




A special heart is important




yellow daisy



haiku

chittering monkey
in the spring it climbs treetops
and thinks itself tall.

the shufffel game

ok this may sound really stupid but its surprisingly a lot of fun. and you don’t even have to stick with these questions. its way fun to play in the car with your friends or even just by yourself sometimes.

Put your ipod on shuffle and the ipod will answer these questions. just keep playing, it gets funnier as you go along.

1. your mood right now?

2. today was?

3. your mom is?

4. your favorite movie is like?

5. your love life is?

6. your future lover/soul mate?

7. your future career?

8. next school year will be?

9. your friends are?

10. your weekend will be?

11. your life will be?

12. your family is?

13. the last time you had fun was?

15. your fashion sense?

16. you feel?

17. life right now is?

 

sad-lonely-emo chair

if only i could escape.

                                    



even graffiti hates me



oops, i fell.





i like trains...





what a lovely day to look at the clouds.





i never get any mail.



it's a long way down.



decisions.



will the light ever turn green?





playling alone.





shopping alone.





i felt as though some of these photos didn't need titles or captions

Disney 6rs

i notice disney has lots of these.

• when i see an elephant fly
• some day my prince will come
• i want to be like you
• you can fly, you can fly
• when you wish upon a star
• i wont say im in love
• can you feel the love tonight
• you will be in my heart
• the second star to the right

it took 6 hours to write. this sentance is six words long.

hazelnut not peanuts

what can nutella do for you?

1. nothing.
2. grab a jar and a spoon. instant lunch.
3. you can annoy your dog if you put a little on his nose.
4. give it to a friend for christmas
5. did you know it's european?
6. it's a good subject for a blog post.
7. no one will ever guess the word in hangman
8. it tastes like choclate
9. heal broken hearts
10. to subsitute for peanut butter if you're alergic
11. glue for sandwiches
12. to feed squirrels

just one.

           Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.and SORRY i could not travel both.

          i'm just one person. i can't do it all.

is there a sign pointing me which way to go? or do i have to make my own decision?

the cheshier cat told alice how to choose.

pinnochio had jimminy cricket,

cinderella had her fairy godmother,

who do we have?

    

is there a reason it's the road less travled by? or maybe everyone has taken the path that was a shortcut? is differant always better? or is it the skewed reality that everyone has misenterpereted?    

and i took the raod less travled by you. because my decision had nothing to do with everyone else.

And that has made all the difference.

for those that feel a little down.

Space?

i dont even know whats up with this video its just funny.
                                            SpAce!!!give me space. but i dont want to go to space. what IS space? if we take away air then whats left there? whats nothing???and whats beyond nothing? i'll tell you whats beyond nothing-a headache.space is one. big. headache.
                                      what i find ironic is that you can't be claustrophobic to be an astronaut and to go to space. but you need to want to go to space in order to be an astronaut. if you're an astronaut, you may need to be in a small ship, but if your chaustrophobic then you need space!

Let go.

Let go

scream in a pillow

grow an afro

i don't know.

give a tennis ball a throw

Blog.

put on a mask.

ignore those that ask.

have fun with mr N's task.

new ideas to grasp.

Loose pride

there's nothing to hide

go with the tide

jump off, glide

enjoy the ride

the bright side

it's OK

make your own day

play a game

yay.

your not lame.

sing in the rain.

theres no rain?

roll in the snow.

i don't know.

let go.

grow.

Death?

                                      
                                                               DEATH
                                                                 N
                                                                 D
                         one time i was on my computer and a window poped up saying "time to die". i freaked out because i thought my computer was threatening me. then my dad looked at it and told me it just meant that my computer wont work right anymore and i need to get a new one.
                        what is death? i think it's simply an end thats permenant.
                          it's just a natural fact. fear revolves around death. and so do the hungar games.
                       Death. is. scary.
                        it's just like an earthquake.it's the scariest when it's not expected. it also impacts alot of people. especialy those that are closest.even the smallest one still shake the earth.
                        is death "bad"? that's a matter of opinion. i think it's reality.it happens wether we like it or not. mostly not.

what am i afraid of?

      well... sence you asked..

• forgetting something.
• the world randomly exploding.
• being a leader
• trust
• bein a 3rd wheel
• sleep walking
• driving
• my dog
• people will laugh at that last one because my dog is a poperanian
• not being good enough
• other people
• being alone
• rollercaosters breaking. because thats just my luck.
• my chinchilla's ghost seeking revenge.
• sharp objects.
• loss
• the ocean
• no one ever noticing my blog
• everyone noticing my blog.
• never making it to the hall of fame.
• mr nelson's broken light
• the light getting fixed.
• and all of that other stuff everyone else is afraid of.

AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....fear?

                    fear is the essance of adventure. without fear, halloween would not be fun. and neither would rollercoasters. and neither would good stories. or horror movies. or extreme sports. and criss angel magic shows.
                   what is fear? the natural instinct to stay alive.
                
                   whats the differance between fear thats rational and irrational? opinion.
                    for example, i think its perfectly rational to be afraid of spoons. but others may think otherwise.
 
                  Bravery & Courage.
                it's  not the opposite of fear but is facing it.one is not brave for facing a fear they are not afraid of.
if you jump off a cliff and are not afraid of heights its called stupidity. not bravery. however, if you are afraid of hights and jump of a cliff then that would be even more stupid.
                dont jump off cliffs.




                                                          ok

blue butterfly

                                                               

             Once upon a time...

                              there was a blue butterfly. this butterfly was just like any other one. fragile and
small. but pretty too. did you know some people find butterflies gross?
                               the blue butterfly dreamed of doing many things. but their was so much danger in it's world. like spiders, crows, owels, fly swatters, rain (where do butterflies go in the rain?), butterfly hunters, & frogs.
                               what could the little butterfly do? it was just a butterfly. but it wanted so bad to be free from all of these fears. so the butterfly did what it could. freed itself . flew. although the blue butterfly could do nothing to avoid the fears it faced, it faced them anyway. the blue butterfly was brave.



                                                        ok

think?

                    did you know that when someone says chicken you cant not think about chicken right when someone says it? its like keeping your eyes open when you sneeze...
                    a smart stuffed animal once said "think think think" which im pretty sure all of our moms have repeated once in our lives.
                     but being a teenager means thinking is overrated. except for neards. hi. im a neard. and i had writers block before that first quote.
                     i like that one peom where random stuff thinks about other random stuff. but then it isnt so random. like riddles. its funny when you think about it for a while.
                     i think that thinking is as an important skill as knowledge. you can have lots of knowledge but it might not get you anywhere unless you think about the important stuff. like maorals, problem solving, the future, and distractions.... distractions are important too.






                                          ok

The Ready Set - Love Like Woe [Official Music Video]

Once upon a time...
because love is zombies....

love?

              love is funny. i pick this word because it makes me laugh and wonder. its not always funny haha, more like funny as in i dont always understand, if that makes any sense. ask if i have ever been in love and my answer wil be i dont know. i kinda have a social disability called autism and that wich, from what i understand, makes it a little hard for me to understand people sometimes. to be honest  i think we are all like that. but i dont think thats the whole reason why i say i dont know. mayby i just havent found anyone yet. cuz im a lil shy. you know, there might be other people that would say i dont know, as well.
            funny how this writing assignment comes up the same time my best friend is haveing love problems. shes really popular. that comes at a price sometimes. she ALWAYS has to choose between two relationships and alot of them are "forbidden love" wich makes her want to go out with them more. to be honest i just want her to be with the one that makes her happy. even if its no one at all. i have always just sat there and listen to her talk about it. thats all i have ever been able to do for her. but she gets tired of me being no help and most of the time she goes to her other best friend to solve the problems. is there no graceful breakup? most of her relationships end up in tears. mayby thats why i have never been in love, mayby im afraid? i dont know.
         funny. she been going out with her biggest taboo crush for over a year now. they have been throgh a lot. dealing with old boyfriends and fights and parents and such. but now this new kid comes to this school. he is really nice and funny. our friend introduced usa to him. my best friend seems to like him a lot. i agree with this one. i hope for the best. hes the first one that doesent fit the image shes going for, but he makes her happy and thats what i think counts the most.but. her old relationship thinks shes cheating and doesent want to be friends after breakup.she still loves her old relationship but my friend thinks its time to move on. i dont know what will happens next but i hope its happily ever after.

*click*

Once upon a time...

 
                 There was a bird. some birds chirp, other birds tweet, but this bird clicked. why did it click? no one knew not even it. but it did. the bird's name was it. you read that right. everyone called it, it. so it assumed that was it's name.
                 it clicked every day. at the oddest times. the other birds just assumed it was strange, and did not bother asking why it clicked. it has never met another bird of it's kind. it guessed it was the only one.
                 it was a pretty bird. it was a light green with a silver beak. it never left during the winter. it wanted to see the snow and the differant atmosphere of the cold. it confused every person every time it clicked near them. lots would guess why it was clicking. but never bothered to ask.




    


                          ok
               

being alive

                      being alive is very much related with being real. and being real means you are trapped in reality. being "trapped" means, of course, you cant do anything about it. so might as well deal with it, make the most of it, and wait until your out. im sorry if that sounded depressing... thats also part of being alive. making mistakes, having no control over other peopl or even yourself sometimes.
                     once upon a time there was a puppet. this puppet was obsessed with being "real" or being "alive". facinated by what real boys could do, he was promised by a fairy that he would get his wish and become a real boy once he figured out what it truely ment to be one. thats not really fair. we are all real and we didnt make a deal with a fairy, did we? but then again being alive period isnt really fair.
                    once upon a time there wher two brothers. they lived in a reality where everything had to be equal at all times. that was their one and only truth. but there where some people in this world that could learn to control reality and all chemistry. as long as they followed the rules. the bothers would decide they would learn this skill. then once upon another time their mother dropped from their reality, she was lost. it was against the rules of thier rules to tip the scales and use their powers to bring their mother back. because they tried, they recieved pumishment of not being real anymore. but still trapped in reality. now they spend their days trying to get back what was lost.

Becca-I'm Alive

Once upon a time....

hero

Once upon a time...

       there was a hero. but not just any hero, a super hero! this hero had the power to save anyone any where at anytime. the hero would soar the skies in search of danger. no matter who the victom of reality was, this hero would save them.
      this hero, no matter how amazing may seem, actualy was a normal person. just like you or anyone else. how did the hero become so amazing? i can tell you its never easy for a hero. its on of the reasons why they are heros. spiderman knew what he was talking about when he said "with great power comes great responsibility".
       what defines a hero? what makes heros, heros? its probably what they become that is so heroic. heros can be anywhere from fairy tales, myths, legands, movies, history, media, and even at your own school or home. where did this hero come from? the bordom side of imagination.
       we all need a hero. but we all also can be a hero.



                            ok

mr roboto

Once upon a time...

        the year was this year +100. robots that walked around in work places was perfectly normal. but of course they didnt look like robots. robots that looked like robots was so 100 years ago. so the robot of our story looks more like a college kid. he seemed to be a simple intern at the arrow corp industries. how boring. this modern day puppet would do things like answer dumb questions, print papers, run errands and simply take orders. he felt like he could do more. much more.but he could only do what he was programed for, sadly. and that was do what simple task any lazy office worker could do.
         the robots name was o11w3340 but everyone just called him owen because that was easier to say. one of the secretarys at the front table gave him that name. he wasent always yelled at and treated like an old computer. some times when he went to town to get whatever the office workers wanted, the people would mistake him for a real person. he liked that. but he always had to go back home to the building that was for who knows and who cares.
         but appareantly some people did care. and owen found that out one night when he was locking everything up. owen had never seen a burgler before. but they knew he was a robot somehow and somehow knew that what ever he sees is recorded in his head. he didnt know what they was trying to steal, but it didnt matter because one of them hit him in the head really hard and threw him out the window. the next thing owen knew, he was in an allyway. with no memory...




                                     ok

ninja duck

Once upon a time...

            there was duck. a duck who wanted to become a ninja. funny, i know, it may seem to those who knew her. but she has always and forever wanted to live her dream. alas, an oppertunity came where she could learn and got to an amazing world to do so. so excited, its too good to be true! she thought. and it was. the only way to get to this magical world was through a magic portal. but the portal was not just for everyone. in order to use the scary portal, you had to pay a heavy price. a peice on a cloud. it seemed like an impossible task. but appeareantly it has been done before considering the fact that all of her friends have ridden the portal before.
            the duck wanted to go to the strange world so badly. so she made the decision. she was going to reach and work as hard as she could in order to touch the clouds and grab a peice. she would try and try every day. she would not stop trying until she reached her goal, though it seemed impossibe. this duck was deturmined. and who knows? mayby the friends that had laughed at her would help her.



                                     ok

being alone can be magic

Once upon a time...

there was a warlock who taught his mysterious ways. he taught students that where eager and... not so eager. he gave quests that where claimed optional. one day he gave a quest that was strange and differant. it made most of his students shudder though they acted like it was no big deal. did all of his students obey the quest? maybye.
    this quest was strange indeed. it required for the pupils to reah out of the compfort zone and leave it alone for a while. for the quest was to be alone yourself. to sit in an area where you are seen and practice the magic by yourself. knowing how to do this will help the wizards un lock a great deal of power from their abilities. and discover what cant be found around others.
    for some it was fairly easy to do this task. those who dont have much friends anyway will be perfectly capable of having no one they know near them. for others it may be harder to escape the crowd and to find solitude. it may seem easy, but sometimes being alone can prove to be a useful skill.


                  ok

INTRODUCTION

INTRO

Hi! uhh... my penn name is say*ok, i think. im not really sure cuz i dont kno how to use a computer to save my life. so any way! once upon a time i did my home work. to earn water. umm... i dont know what im doing. i never do. this is for a class, but that doesent mean im not enjoying this. writing. wee this is fun! uhh... so any way i think im getting the hang of this. if not, im gonna get better.

dont give up on computers

Once upon a time...

a hopelessly confused dork tried to use a computer. it took her all weekend to figure out how to make a blog for her creative writing class. after lots of hard work in decoding the computers many mysteries, she finnaly found blogger. then with more work she figured how to create a blog.
after a while, the only obstacle she faced was with creating a name for her dumb blog. considering the fact that all possible names in the universe where "not available" she had to search long and hard before she could finnaly start writing. after a while she finnaly found a simple solution. name it after your email. FINNALY!! <----that word sounds weird when its used a lot.  

so she created her first blog and became less of a nerd!:)

                  ok

my first official blog ever.

ah ha!! so this is where you blog! i finnaly found it!!
as you can see, i am hopelessly lost. computers hate me. so does the interweb. i have never blogged before. so this might be interesting...

WOOT. now i can honestly say i have a blog. personally, i like writing on paper but this is cool too. it will help me get used to typing. fair warning, a lot of what i type might start to sound like song lyrics. and other times what i write will sound like im telling a story.

i dont go around reading the world's blogs so i dont expect the rest of the world does either. but if you are reading this...hi!

computers are jerks, so i dont really know how to do much with blogging. except for write. most of my blogs will start with once upon a time. cuz im cool lyk dat! jk imma dork...