Sept 30: Entry 10

Homecoming week:
Monday was Hippie day, I wore these hippie glasses they were pretty cool.
Tuesday was Raider Day, I raided Olivia's closet, I wore her zebra skinnies and purple Metallica shirt.
Wednesday was Pajama Day, I wore my penguin pants and Brian's old work shirt.
Thursday is Color War day, I'm wearing all read. Red make up and everything. I'm super happy about how many kids in my grade dressed up.
Tomorrow, Friday is Spirit day, obviously I'm going to wear Red and Black. Just wait, it's gonna be awesome.

I'm so excited for the Homecoming dance. I can't wait to see Brian. I can't wait for him to see my in my dress with my hair curled and my new shoes that he hasn't seen yet, and oh I'm just so excited. Then Sunday is the ALS walk that I have to help Brian with. I'm excited about that too, especially since I won't be in huge amounts of pain.


These are my homecoming shoes. I love them so much. They were so worth the 64 dollars I spent on them.






It was a bleak and windy October day, Olivia, Laura, Paige, and Liz were at a campground just hanging out after an Ice Nine Kills shoe. It's nearing Samhain, and with Spencer Charnas being Satanic he needs to find a virgin to sacrifice to Lucifer. He, unbeknownst to the girls, follows them to the campground. He attacks them near midnight and takes Laura. He kidnapped her, he sacrificed her to his Lord. She is no longer human. She must feed on human flesh for the rest of her miserable life.

September 28 Entry 9

Okay, so last Friday night Laura Campbell, Allison Campbell, Paige Howe, and I went to see the bands Shoot the Moon, Marcato, easteighteen, Index Case, Mindrite, and Destrophy in concert at People's Court in Des Moines, Iowa. These pictures are ones that I took at the show. The first is of one of the guitarists of the band. His name is Erik Tisinger. The second picture is of the lead singer/rhythm guitarist Ari Mihalopoulos. The night was amazing. I got tons of awesome pictures, some cool merch, a water bottle from the Mindrite drummer, a guitar pick from the guitarist of Mindrite, a pick from Ari, a drum stick from the drummer of Destrophy (Joe Fox), and a Jägermiester shirt from the other guitarist from Destrophy (Bruce Swink). All in all it was an amazing night. I don't think it could have been any better than it was. Well, it could have been better, if we would have been able to stay at the after party and hang with the guys and their girls longer. But since we were all under 21 we couldn't. I met some of the guys from the other bands and they were all really cool dudes. Very down to earth and easy to talk to. I'm friends with all of them now on Facebook, and I think everyone should check out the bands, even if they aren't into rock. All of the bands have at least one softer song and all of them are very well written.

September 23. Entry 8.

FREE WRITE! 

So I'm going to write about tomorrow and Phil Tschenaniuk.

So tomorrow is the Destrophy concert and I'm sooooooooooooo excited! It'll be the second time this year that I've seen them. I can't wait to see Phildo again. He's my mini golf buddy and the bassist of the band. I was talking to the drummer, Joe Fox, last night and he was surprised to find out that Laura, Paige, Allison, and I are driving all the way to Des Moines to see them. He's excited to see us as well. I know Laura is excited to see Ari again, I don't know about Tara though, if she'll be there. Hopefully, they won't be all over each other again. It was a little gross last time. I'm still sad that Phil and Sara broke up. :( They were so cute together, but I guess some people can't handle long distance relationships. It's a sad fact, I know how much they care for each other, and I'm sure if given the opportunity to start over they would. 

So needless to say, today will probably go pretty slow, but not nearly as slow as tomorrow will since I"m so excited for this concert. 

I love Destrophy.

Happy anniversary to Mrs. Strand, and happy birthday to: Matt Hardy, Mikayla Hartl, and Mrs. Strand. 

:)

Sept. 21, 2010. Entry 7th.

"A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same."
Elbert Hubbard.


Friends, a simple word worth so much more than people ever realize. Without friends a society would be wracked with turmoil and despair. Such as this, the quote by Elbert Hubbard, "A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same" is true. If a someone knows you completely and can still be there for you in your turmoil and heartbreak then they and only they are a true friend. Friends are not people who are there for you in your happiness and prosperity. Friends are people who can stand beside you on a sailboat and weather the storm with you, be your shoulder to cry on. Your rock to hang onto. Without friends, what would a world be? A soulless place full of deceit and gray. Without friends our world as we know it would be forever changed. Our world of many prisms of colors would be reduced to a bleak and colorless world of blah. It is this and only this that makes me cherish, worship, and be forever thankful for my friends. In this world in which we live in, what 

Sept 16 Entry Six!

I think communities should impose a relatively lenient curfew if they feel like they have to impose one at all. If there is a bad enough problem it would be understandable, but I'm afraid by making them have to be in by a certain time would just anger the teenagers even more and make them act out even more so than before. Just because you impose a curfew doesn't mean you'll stop the problems you have with the kids. You have to enforce it, regulate it, and make sure parents cooperate with the authorities. Some parents don't really care what their children do and let them do what they want when they want. If you make this a mandatory thing, will the parents follow through with it? It's doubtful.
It's a sad reality that's becoming stronger and stronger, children and parental relationships are changing. Parents want to be more friend like than authoritative. We need to be able to get parents to act more like adult figures than teenagers and adolescents before we can expect their children to.

September 14: Entry Five

It was a nice day for late autumn. Just chilly enough to give you that autumn's leaving and winter's coming feeling. It's nearing the end of November. Unfortunately with that means the dreadful day of death that occurs every year when thousands of people die horrible and brutal and bloody deaths. We've tried to stop her. We've locked her up far away, but she's gotten back each and every time. Beth Lange: the evil adolescent eater. She eats the intestines of teenagers in eastern Iowa. The entire town of Monticello, Iowa's teenagers were eaten last year. This year, we're afraid she'll move on to Anamosa. It started with her step son Brian. First she ate his arms, leaving giant, gaping wholes in his limbs, she then moved onto his abdomen where she stuck her long, yellow, and razor sharp canines into his flesh. She ripped and tore the skin, splashing and spraying blood throughout the room. She keeps eating, and she keeps gaining weight. We're afraid that she'll never stop. Not until she explodes...


...To Be Continued.

September 9th: Entry Four

I believe that failure can lead to success in a sense that you have to go through hard times to get to what you want to be. Everyone fails in life, everyone makes a few mistakes. We're merely humans, nothing we do can be absolutely perfect. Imagine a world where everything was perfect all the time. How boring would that be? Our failures are what makes us remain human. Without them we would become a society of dullness. Thinking of it makes me want to jump up from my seat and scream something at the top of my lungs. Without failures people wouldn't know how to correct their mistakes or become independent enough to live their own lives. We would remain stagnant as a whole society. Who would really want to become nothing more than a mindless being walking around thinking what society wants? It's pretty strange. Sort of an oxymoron. Successful Failure. Sounds like a cool band title or something. Live life to the fullest. Don't be afraid to make mistakes. If people can't handle them, remind them that they too have made mistakes in their lives.