Nine Days Until Death


Breaking news: There are a total of nine standard days until Summer will be sacrificed for the sake of Education. They are raves and riots. Kids who have refused to do their summer homework are scrambling like eggs to complete their work. Children are getting in their last rebellious acts until they have to be good for Santa Claus.

Mas Chaos has erupted all over…….. well except for in China where summer vacation doesn’t exist……… Adult stress levels have skyrocketed from being 98% stressed to 99% as they fight for last minute deals on school supplies. This year the supply list have gotten longer and the stores have gotten richer. Does anyone know the difference between a graphing calculator and a scientific calculator?! I need both!! And what the heck makes a Texas Instrument calculator sooooo special?!

Tomorrow our top story will be the mourning of Summer Fun Vacation. Not even dead, yet we mourn the short lived life of Summer. A moment of silence please.
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Classes, Take 2


Okayyy so for those who have read some of my earliest posts, you may remember when I took classes during the summer a few years ago. I took Asian fashion classes and short story classes. Well, now I’m going back again. This time I’m taking stage combat classes!! For you who don’t know, I love acting. Sometimes in plays and movies you see two characters fight. That’s what stage combat is. It’s hitting, kicking, pinching, choking, pulling hair, stabbing, and oh so much more without actually hurting the person. Usually you don’t even touch the person. I’ve taken stage combat classes before; however these classes were shorter and taught by my middle school drama teacher. (She also happened to be my Spanish teacher.)  The classes I’m taking are at a collage and I can not wait. It’s going to be so fun…….. I hope. 

Of course there are the jitters and butterflies. The other kids won’t like me, I’ll actually hit someone, I’ll get made fun of, I’ll get hit. Yepp that’s just a few of the fun thoughts flying around in my head. My trick to overcome some of these thoughts, I don’t be me. It sounds weird but I’m an actress. So I just act like someone confident, or flirty or cunning. I can be whoever I want. Now there’s always a chance that someone I know will be there. In that case I be my shy, mousey self. However, I have a plan B. I wear clothes that make me feel comfortable and some-what confident. I also do my hair and makeup in ways that I like a lot. 
I should tell you guys to be yourself. I should say that if you be 100% yourself, you won’t get made fun of. But I’m a teen, and I’ve been bullied for most of my life, so I know that sometimes, being yourself doesn’t work all that great. Some people don’t care if they be themself and people don’t like them. I’m so jealous of the people who don’t care. However, I do care, so I fake confidence. 

Some people don’t agree with the whole fake confidence thing, but it works for me so. Anywayssss, I don’t feel like writing anymore soooooo,

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