Blog 5: A "light" in My Life Is...

I don't have to many people that I am able to look up to. I'm usually the role model for people that surround me. But my closest friends would have to be the "light" in my life. The friends that get me through the day are such a blessing to have. I talk to Whitney all day and it helps me fight through any situation. She has shown me the right way to do things and has proven to me time and time again that it is possible for me to be wrong. Brittany has been just as influential in my life as Whit. She has taught me so many life lessons that I will never forget. I appreciate these people so much. Thanks guys.

Blog 4: A "demon" in my own life is...

A demon in my life is organization. I can't stand for things to be too unorganized. It drives me crazy when things are messy or when I don't have a schedule. I like for everything to be structured and precise. Everything has to be planned out for me to be happy. I do not like it when someone springs something on me at the last time because I like to be everywhere on time. I am a very organized and punctual person.

Blog 3: Something That Scares Me

The future is one thing that definitely scares me. Not knowing what is ahead of me and what is in store is just a scary thought. I always like to know what is going to happen. I don't like feelings of uncertainty. I want to know that everything is going to be okay and what exactly is going to happen to me and my friends. But we will never know what is going to happen until it happens. I can't predict things and that scares me. Not knowing just scares me.

Blog 2: I Used To Think...

I used to think that everything happened for a reason. I used to think that when bad things happened it was supposed to be like that. I believed that there was some sort of meaning to the mayhem. Growing older and wiser I have realized that life is not fair and that there is no reason for things. Why should a teenager have to die in a car accident? Is there a reason that a child gets abandoned by her parents? What's the purpose of natural disasters? I think the real truth is that stuff just happens. There is no reason, they just do. I don't believe there is a benefit for some of these things so I have come to the conclusion that there is no reason. There is no point.

BLOG 1: Who/What is a Hero?

A hero is someone who helps others and is looked up to. They do something that others wouldn't in a time of need. A hero is someone who can be respected because of a certain action that they take. A hero does not have to be someone who puts their life in danger. Heroes are just people who act in a certain way that is respected by others.

Blogging...In Spanish

I presented an idea to Mrs. Garner today. I told her that instead of having Bell Ringers we should start blogging, but in Spanish. She thought my idea was great and said that we might try it. Instead of having random assignments, we will have our own little journals that we can write whatever we want in. We can write about our day or our life. It doesn't matter what we write as long as we are using Spanish. I think this will help us a lot in developing sentences better because we will actually be writing about everyday things. It's easier to learn when you are learning about things that you are actually going to use when you are talking. I'm actually kind of excited to start our Spanish blogs. It will be fun as well as educational. I think I am going to learn a lot more from this. My speaking might actually become structured.

British Accent

For the past week I have been speaking in a British accent pretty much 24/7. It has become a habit and I can no longer help myself. Even when I am yelling it comes out in a British accent. You can blame it all on Mason and Brittany. We have all been talking like that lately and it gets worse when we are all together. I think I'm getting very annoying to everyone around me. My father glares at me every time I open my mouth. I think he actually told me he might ground me if I didn't stop. One of the workers in the office kicked me out. She said I could either shut up or go to the back room and shut the door so no one could hear me. When people get mad I think they are just encouraging me to talk more. I'm not going to lie, I love getting on peoples' nerves. Even the kids in my class get annoyed. Some don't mind it though. And then there are some kids, like Kiersten, who embrace the British and start talking like me. It's like a virus. When you are around someone talking in an accent you start talking like them too. It becomes an involuntary action.