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7th Grade

May12

When I first arrived in August, I expected to be staring athelete with passing grades, a thriving social life and a boyfriend. But I soon realized how hard it was to maintain a amazing social life, keeping my grades up for sports, dance class, basketball, track, choir and church (which I barely got to go to).

By Novemeber, my life was completely hectic! As I soared up in my social life, my grades started to plummet towards the Earth. As two months flew by, I soon got addicted to social media. It literally sucked all my energy out of me, and kept me from doing my homework. I was officially diagnosed with procrastination disease!!!

Eventually, I figured out that you should never pocrastinat… unless your a night owl (which I’m not just BTW).
But there was a handful of things that I learned this year.
– How to lie (complete improv) when I forgot my homework
– How to handle disappointment
– How to fix friendships

As the year comes to a close (thank God!!), I’ll make sure to make the last three weeks count… of course with grades…

My advice to next years seventh graders: DO NOT PROCRASTINATE!!!

Tragedy in the Skies

April27

The starless night sleeps
Only the moon dares to stir
Searching and weeping

Waves silently crash
The waves try and comfort it
The moon is alone

Searching every night
Yearning to find its true love
Banned love forever

The sun shines so bright
Illuminating all life
Seeking a lost flame

But there comes a time
Breaking dawn and at twilight
Separate horizons

Going to the ends
The ends of the earth searching
Trapped in a time zone

Happily they’re found
Soon to be fading away
In the night or day

This war’s not over
All is lost but hope remains
The end’s beginning

The process of writing this:
All week I was troubled on what to do for my post. I wanted to do something meaningful and heart warming. I didn’t want to post someone else’s work and comment why I “liked it.” Finally Friday night I stayed up all night thinking… But of course procrastinated while in the process… I eventually fell asleep and had the most coolest/weirdest dreams ever!
It was about these two people who fell in love, but the father of the girl (who was a wizard… Just to let you know) locked her in a tower. But of course the tower didn’t stop the boy from getting to her. That angered the father/wizard. He was so infuriated he casted both of them up into the sky, turning his daughter into the moon and the boy into the sun.
The father thought that would separate them forever (and it did), but every sunrise and sunset the moon and the sun see each other.
(So technically it didn’t separate them forever.)

After thinking about ways to tell their tragic love story,I thought a Haiku format would be cool. So that’s how made this blog post, and what this blog post means to me!

My iPAD is a Negative Influence.

February15

“Emma are you doing your homework?” ” Lol… Wait Brb.” “Emma….” ” Yeah, yeah I know. iPads are so distracting!

Not only does the bright neon, fluorescent keep you eyes attracted to it. But it also creates a zombie look to your face. It is literally a portable, miniature T.V! Well no duh we can’t keep our eyes off of it! When teachers say “Apples Up!”, you got to admit you hide it under your desk… Well-don’t tell anybody- because I do. Back to the point, it keeps me another world. I admit, my eyes will drift to someone’s abstract screen. Next thing you know, the whole lesson will go in one ear and out the other.

Furthermore, the games don’t help that much either. This one game called Flappy Birds, annoys the ( you know what ) out of me! I don’t see the point of constantly tapping the iPad screen. The game is clearly pointless!… But so addicting, but not as addicting as texting.

Another distraction is the texting! No matter how hard I try… I end up catching up on my “daily dose” of school drama. I think it is a lot easier to text your friend in class, than go “old school” and pass a note.

So the next time a teacher says ” apples up!”, or my mom has to constantly saying my name. I’ll grind my teeth, sit on my hands, and watch the bright little screen flicker off.

Gossip Abyss

February8

“She’s so rude.”, ” She’s so ugly!”, ” Guess what I’ve heard through the Grapevine!”, “Did you see those shoes she wore?!?” Gossip is so overrated!

What good does talking behind somone’s back do? How does making someone cry or be unwanted, satisfy you? Gossip its like a stab through the back that never ends! Once word is out, it spreads like wildfire. It will burn a hole though your reputation!

For example, I’ve had many expiereneces. Rumors such as boys who “I totally had a crush on, or who I was totally dating”. Or things “I’ve said about people, that wasn’t nicest thing ever” *rolls eyes in complete annoyance*. It seems like even when I’m completely out of the dark abyss, the claw of a monster from down below will drag me back in.

So whenever a whisper heads to my ear, or a snicker and finger point is thrown in my direction; or a claw from down below try’s to tempt me… I’ll simply “smile”, and walk away.

The Challenge

January16

       ” This isnt funny anymore!” Alice shrieked in terror. The suns light flickered and faded away into nothing. The trees grew taller. And darker. The shadows tripled in length, as if they were out to get her. Two droplets of water fell down before her tattered All Star Convers. Then two more. Three more, until a stream of tears trickled down her olive face, cleaning away the grime and sweat.

” Should we really be doing this?” questioned David as he glanced up at Major, trying not to look him in the eyes. He had a hint of concern to his voice.

It seemed as if he cared for Alice.. Maybe more then cared.. Possibly liked Alice.

No, he couldn’t.

“Yes.” Scoffed Major in frustration. He let the concerned tone slide, as if he didn’t hear it. ” If she wants to join the club she has to be brave… But apparently she isn’t” snickered  Annie. David sighed and shifted the weight of his feet. they had been crouching behind a thick pile of brush, watching Alice.

They were waiting for Alice’s reaction once it was midnight. They had a plan. A gut grinding, twisted plan…

      To Be Continued.

Cold Forest
Photo Credit: Alexander Boden via Compfight

I Am From

November26

I am from

writing forwards and backwards through time

the rustling leaves that move as the hushed wind whispers a call to adventure

composing a song, writing an inspiring piece or an awestruck work of art

the canvas like sky that changes throughout the day.

tea parties from dawn till dusk

family stories passed down from generation to generation

Christian Faith, Holy Bible, John 3;16

contagious laughter and happiness

a musical gifted family and varsity choir

rain drops that land on my nose and eyelashes

Germany, Sweden, America

the aroma of garlic, tomato sauce and pepper, from homemade spaghetti my mother cooks on special occasions

warm hugs and inspiring whispers my mom provides when I’m down

never ending love that comes from both sides of my family

But I am truly from the amazing family that God made me.

A Valentine for my Wife
Creative Commons License Photo Credit: Ella’s Dad via Compfight

Rain

October25

The clash of cymbals filled the night sky. The crystal clear drops splattered on my face, as a silver light forked the sky. The dark ominous clouds drifted into place. The rain drops soaked my face, as a cool refreshing breeze lifted my hair.
This is my favorite type of day. The water reminds me the washing away of sin. It’s like when ever is rains, the water will cleanse the Earth from its sin. The hail reminds me of diamonds, and how fragile life is. Once the ice breaks it shatters into millions of pieces.

Do you like the rain? Or what what does rain remind you of?

Prepresitional poem by: Emma and Alenah

September29

 

Neon Mic
Creative Commons License Photo Credit: Portrait / Wedding Photographer via Compfight

Among the crowd, singers with great courage and passion, wait
Standing next to the microphone with the suspense of the people’s satisfactory
The stands filled upon a crave for music
Hundreds of people line up to conquer their dreams.
With only one song
Four judges, one chance to woo them all
You’ll either make the cut or the opposite
This is the X- Factor

By: Alenah and Emma

MY CUTEST PET EVER!!!!

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