Sometimes life can be sad. When you love someone but they hate you, or the other way around. When someone dies, or comes close, or even one a person wants you to die, or even attempts to kill you… its always sad.
Author: leo2500
home
to me nothing says home like a sunny day. i live near the beach, and sun helps my moms busness, as people are coming from the beach to shop. I LOVE THE SUNSUNSUNSUnSUSNSUSNSUNSIUASiLAkJshdK!!!!!!!!!!
COOL. RAD, AND BOSS.
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MOM
Today, i introduce you to my mom. she is a great admin/mother. Now i talk with her.
ME: “Hi mom!”
MA:”hi”
ME:”What is it like having a kid?”
MA:”being a mom is at the same time fun and the hardest job i ever had.”
ME:”why so?”
MA:”it is incredible to watch a baby grow to a independent human being. bus also i feel the immensity of the responsibility to bring you up, to make sure you are a good person which i’m happy to say you are.”
ME:”whats your favorite color?”
MA:”Sparkling and shiny. anything.”
ME:”thank you for your time.”
*she nods and smiles*
hello!
Hello! How many hellos have you received today? This is a fun thing to do: keep track of the number of hellos you get during a period of time. Its a great time killer!
RAIN
Rain, the support of a whole new world, a entrance to another life. although rain can be annoying i see a new life in it. A new opportunity. You live two lives. RAIN LIFE, EARTH LIFE. Rain lives are a peaceful, calm and beautiful life. they provide soft wet nourishment to your body. Earth lives could be better. the earth possesses a ability to be beautiful, but we humans HAD TO TRASH IT UP. JUST H A D TO!!! So my point is with some effort (more than some…) we can make the world a better place. So, cats have nine lives, humans have one right? NO!!! WE HAVE TWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
41 Things I’m Bitter About
Okay, so maybe bitter people can be funny…
So I heard it was your birthday…
It is again that time of year when I get to celebrate all the people asking me stupid questions like, “What are you going to do today?” and “What kind of cake do you want?” and “What presents did you get?” and “How can I annoy you the most today on the day that you want to be annoyed the least?”. “How can I make the day that you used to look forward to be the day you dread the most?”. “What cheesy phrase can I spit out from my arsenal of cheesy phrases that will make you groan the most?” I have several other questions that I just can’t wait to hear, but I’m hoping that you are smart enough to figure out the point by now. If not, I have a super deep hole you can jump in that will help…
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some of these posts are from a different blog, and i’m sorry if you dont like them. i put three pluses at the top of the other blog posts. my truest apologies.
Writers Festival
(Aina the mom writing): This is the piece Alek wrote for the Writer’s festival he got chosen to attend last week-end. It is an expanded version of a poem he wrote in 4th grade.
Enchanted forest by Alek H. Tonjes
5th grade Nehalem Elementary school
On a starry day, pierced by the morning moon, with coyotes howling at the sun, I saw this:
An enchanted forest layered with neon pink willows and rocks covered by bright blue moss, where mushrooms were as tall as my waist, glowing rainbow colors. Wonderfully soft violin music issued from each of them.
Owls the size of a grain of sand hooted so loudly, I almost went deaf. All together an orchestra of puzzling sounds.
As I got deeper into the forest mushrooms gave way to small pine trees so short, they hardly reached my ankles. They bore small minion elves who’s red eyes were a warm glow, sweeter than the nectar a bee would lick. So sweet indeed that your every day dandy candyman could not mach it.
“Don’t think this is my neighborhood forest” – I said to myself.
Then to my surprise a young girl sprinted by. Alice from “Alice in Wonderland”! Astonished, I whispered to myself: “Wonderland!” But how?!
I smelled something disturbing. Like burning leaves or a cannibal’s fire. I looked up. A large caterpillar so black, that when you stared at it, you thought you were entering a black hole sat on one of the blue mossy rocks smoking the hookah pipe. I approached him.
“How did you get here?” – he uttered in a voice so low, it was almost a moan. As he spoke, he let out a long puff into my face.
“I have no idea. To tell you the tru..”- I started to say and felt myself falling to the ground. The aroma of tobacco in my mouth tasted like death.
I staggered to my feet and moved on.
It’s almost like dreaming a dream of reading a story while dreaming.
There was Alice again. She turned into a soap bar and then into a large lion wearing a silk coat. The lioness roared, then tumbled into a cauldron full of tomato broth.
… Light flooded my eyes, my eyelids fluttering rapidly as I started to awaken.
And I thought while getting ready for school: “Let’s do it again”
I boarded the school bus levitating by power of fire. The bus driver waved , and as he moved his hand, smoke shot out of his fingernails….
I was ready for the fist of knowledge to knock my teeth out.
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