April 25, 2013: Prom

This week is our high school prom. Most people are extremely excited, stressed, or nervous. I however, feel pretty indifferent. I have all of my stuff like my dress, shoes, nails, hair, and make-up all figured out so perhaps that's why I am not stressed.

I am a junior though so we do all of the decorating. There is this kid in my class that has pretty much taken over. Therefore, the rest of us could really care less. We only do what our sponsors tell us to and hopefully none of us get too mad tonight because we are going to be here for awhile.

Our theme is A Whole New World but we're decorating with an Aladdin theme. So far it seems okay but I am worried about how some things will work out.

April 24, 2013: Fishing with Grandpa

When I was little, I did not live here. I lived roughly two hours away in an entirely different state. All of my relatives lived here in this area though so every time we would venture this way we would try to visit with everyone. I can remember coming back and staying one night here, another there, just to please all of the family. One of the things most special to me, though, was when my grandpa would take me fishing. We would go to this pond, sit on the side, and fish. It was simple enough but we had a lot of fun catching fish and laughing at each other. Every once in awhile, we would see this guy pedaling by on his bicycle. We only saw him only few times but it was interesting every time. He looked as though he was working so hard to keep going. I think it was his exercise because he wasn't old but he didn't appear young either. Anyways, every day we saw him we'd turn, wave, and then get back to our fishing. Some days we caught a lot while others we weren't as focused or lucky. Looking back now I really miss those days; there were simpler times back then.

April 23, 2013: Late Entry

This entry is late as one can tell because of the dates listed and marked. It is late because yesterday I was not in class to do the blog. Yesterday we had a softball game this hour so we weren't in class. Needless to say, it was great because I didn't have to go to my least favorite hour. No, it is not this hour, but it is, in fact, the hour after this one.

Also, I have bee taking my time with blogs on Tuesdays and Thursdays because those are freewrite days. I strongly dislike freewrites because it takes forever to to think of a topic and it seems like it makes the hour pass so much slower.

April 22, 2013: Finally Seniors!

Our seniors from the 2013 school year just passed down the keys. This is quite exciting because it technically means we are seniors. They are as good as graduated! We now get to start working the concessions, despite there only being a few games left. I am all too happy because I have been waiting for awhile to finally be a senior.

Seniors leave May 3rd, never to return again and I couldn't be happier. We will begin selling this summer to pay for our senior trip which will hopefully be somewhere exotic. We are one of the few or only schools that receive such a glamorous senior trip.

April 19, 2013: Opportunity

When opportunity strikes, snatch it up. That is often told to many of us. It is meant to insinuate that opportunity is good and one should be open to new opportunities. Opportunity is when someone is presented with a new option. They are typically looked at as god but often come with one or many tough decisions.

Another common phrase is "when one door closes, another opens." While there are many variations of this phrase, this is the one most familiar to me. It also refers to opportunity. My understanding of it is that despite something ending or not turning out as expected, something good will come and a new opportunity will appear.

April 18, 2013: Blah!

If you stop to look at this entry the title says everything. This is what I want to call a "blah" post. It is a freewrite day which I absolutely despise.They are more difficult and slow and not near as fun. My favorite day is Wednesday when we write a narrative incorporating two ormore things assigned by our teacher.

The whole day seems to be blah-ish if you ask me. The wind is blowing like crazy therefore, every time I walk outside my hair gets messed up if I don't pull it into a ponytail. Also, I overslept this morning which just sets the day off to a bad start.

SO that is my blah post, quite unorganized and just done to give me points for the day.

April 17, 2013: A Spooky Adventure

On a dark, clear night, in the middle of a thick, luminous forest sat an old house all alone. The house itself stood tall, at least two stories, maybe three, but the top seemed to get lost in the trees. It was strategically placed in the only clearing in the forest but covered the entire open area so that if someone walked out of the trees they were immadiately faced with the house. With vines growing all around and the way it creaked even when the wind gently blew, gave away its true age. Inside the house resembled much of the outside, a thick layer of dust covered everything in the house. A brave soul ventured into the forest late one night and stumbled upon this house. He was not intimidated by the creepiness that seemed to surround thse house so he walked inside. As he wandered through the house, he stumbled into the kitchen and was surprised to find a working refrigerator. It was the only thing in the house that even remotely resembled modern technology and it barely did, being the oldest working refrigerator the boy had ever seen. He walked over to open it up and found it full of fresh, pretty carrots. They were nicely stacked on top of one another. Because he thought he was alone and perhaps somewhat to do with his nosy stomach, he grabbed one from the top shelf. Thunder boomed and lightning struck, it was as if the world had just come alive. Before him appeared a massive ghost. The ghost could not believe the boy had stolen his carrot. The boy was so startled by the entire thing that he ropped the carrot and ran out of the house, never to return again.