Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Poems

YES i like poems, i know, i know.

It doesn't seem like it all the time and it doesn't really show.

Just so you can see what i mean,

ill give you examples, you awesome clean bean.

I like ones that rhyme, and don't take my time.

Ones that have a voice, but don't make too much noise.

Purple ones, gray ones, and pink ones too....

oh no, i think I've kinda lost you.

Dr. Seuss, i think, has his own kind of genre.

The one where its random, and no help from his momma.

Basically, i like all poetry.

And as sad as it may be,

off the computer is what i need.

So my clean beany friend,

this is THE END.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

ever had a secret that you couldnt tell anyone? or ever wanted to vent to someone about somebody, but you cant, cuz u promised urself u wouldnt talk about ppl anymore? yeah? well im feelin that right now....ugh! ever since a certain thing happend, certain things have been goin on and i really hate it!!!! and its hard to change things like that....ANYWAYS....i need good pranks for april fools day.....got any good ideas?! if i know u and u give me a good idea, i pinky promise (no crosses count, of course) that i wont do a prank on u......PLZ! thank you! :D

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

ok, so pretty much a regular day. boring school, boring teachers, crazy in 1st, 4th, and sometimes 6th period. but today in my least favorite class, reading ( i love reading dont get me wrong. i just HATE my reading teacher ) everyone was taking my stuff ( playfully, of course ) and this one dude took my chair. then i got it back and stood on it with my knees...then this other kid, beth, ( a nickname by me and my friend ) grabed my chair and he pulled it, pulling me along with it. it was kinda wierd. anyways, now that i got rid of the stuff no one cares about, i must go and get another rice cake.... i love them! tata! :D

Monday, March 22, 2010

Sick of it

I'm sick of the drama, the dancing, the friends.
Really? Won't middle school ever end?
I'm sick of the homework, the gross jokes, the stares.
I don't think anybody else really cares.
I'm sick of the teachers, the clubs, the fights.
But mostly the meanie heads ruining my life.