I'm reading this book called _Captivate_ it's about pixies and werewolves. It's amazing. I love it. I can't stop reading it.
Now parents names of everyone in here...
Olivia's parents are Jamie and Larry Doherty.
Lucas's parents are Sue and Dave Sperfslage.
Amy's parents are Ruthanne and James Weighton. Michael and Aoife Barnhart.
Lindsey Simmons' are Penny and Kurt.
Lindsa Elams's are Scott and Stacey.
Christy's are Deb and Chris.
Alden's are Carol and Chris.
I Will Not Write Inappropriately about teachers or students on my blog. If there is a free writing day, and I'm not sure what to write about, I can go to this site for topics: creativewritingprompts.com
Avenged Sevenfold
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
November 16 Entry 16
I think that the idea of requiring students to complete community service hours is absolute ludicrous. Some students already feel that they are imprisoned by how much time they spend working on school involved things, adding another thing to that list that they must do could make the dropout rate skyrocket. That would be my biggest fear. The dropout rate is already too high, and making school even more so a place that kids don't like to be would most likely cause them to want to drop out. Another thing, some kids just don't have the TIME for it. A lot of the students here at Central City are involved in multiple things plus a lot of them have jobs, where would they find the time to complete this community service? They have to be able to have some time to themselves, don't they?
I say all of these negative things about this, but it doesn't truly apply to me, I already work at the North East Linn food bank, granted it's only two nights a month that I have to go in, but before then we have to get the groceries, and for holidays and stuff we have to make sure to have the turkeys, hams, cranberry sauce, etc. Around Christmas we send a list of ages of kids whose parents can't get them many gifts and have people buy them some things off of that list, if not all of the kids are taken care of, my grandmother, Susan, and I have to take it upon ourselves to get the rest. So again, I think it's very time consuming and I don't think the students truly have the time to do community service.
I say all of these negative things about this, but it doesn't truly apply to me, I already work at the North East Linn food bank, granted it's only two nights a month that I have to go in, but before then we have to get the groceries, and for holidays and stuff we have to make sure to have the turkeys, hams, cranberry sauce, etc. Around Christmas we send a list of ages of kids whose parents can't get them many gifts and have people buy them some things off of that list, if not all of the kids are taken care of, my grandmother, Susan, and I have to take it upon ourselves to get the rest. So again, I think it's very time consuming and I don't think the students truly have the time to do community service.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
11-19-2010 Entry 15
"You are walking home and cut through a cemetary late at night. Describe your experience."
I was walking home from a friends house one night and it was very dark, there was an overcast so I couldn't see by the light of the stars or the moon. The part of town that we live in has no street lights and it's nearly impossible to see. I decide to go the way that I normally do, even though it's sure to be creepy. I cut through the old cemetery. By old I mean very old. The newest body that was buried here was over a hundred years ago. Sometimes I think my friends and I should have a séance and try to conjure the spirits and ask them how they died. I enter the cemetery and everything is absolutely quiet, as it should be where the dead lay for all eternity. I've taken about ten steps when I here someone following me. There are heavy, yet hollow footsteps. Soon I can here a ragged breathing too. I start to find this really cool, I then remember that I have my camera. I stop walking and turn around and take a picture without flash. The image that shows up was awesome. There was a full bodied apparition right there in the image on the LCD screen of my digital camera. Talk about creepy. Wishing now that I had a digital recorder too, I continue walking home, where I get online and go to the ghost adventures website and send them a quick email explaining my experience.
I was walking home from a friends house one night and it was very dark, there was an overcast so I couldn't see by the light of the stars or the moon. The part of town that we live in has no street lights and it's nearly impossible to see. I decide to go the way that I normally do, even though it's sure to be creepy. I cut through the old cemetery. By old I mean very old. The newest body that was buried here was over a hundred years ago. Sometimes I think my friends and I should have a séance and try to conjure the spirits and ask them how they died. I enter the cemetery and everything is absolutely quiet, as it should be where the dead lay for all eternity. I've taken about ten steps when I here someone following me. There are heavy, yet hollow footsteps. Soon I can here a ragged breathing too. I start to find this really cool, I then remember that I have my camera. I stop walking and turn around and take a picture without flash. The image that shows up was awesome. There was a full bodied apparition right there in the image on the LCD screen of my digital camera. Talk about creepy. Wishing now that I had a digital recorder too, I continue walking home, where I get online and go to the ghost adventures website and send them a quick email explaining my experience.
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