Suicide
She tells me she is happy.
She tells me everything is ok.
She tells me she is not lonely.
She tells me she is not sad.
She tells me she is losing herself.
She tells me she can not handle the world any longer.
She tells me she is going to end her life.
I did not listen.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Book Review: Here Lies Arthur
Philip Reeves's Here Lies Arthur depressed me like a funeral.
Pages: 339
Pages: 339
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Theme Word for 2011
My theme word for 2011 would have to be anticipation. Because at this point in the year there is so many things to be excited about! There's the prom, Valentine's Day, the beginning of summer, and my birthday. Who wouldn't be anticipating this year?
With prom you get to buy a dress, be pampered, and become a princess for one night of your life. Not to mention the cute boys that girls will be shepherding onto the dance floor. As for the seniors, this is the last prom of their lives, at least for most, so they'll be wanting to savor every moment of the dance and the afterparty. Boys will be anticipating it because of the stress of getting a tuxedo and the chance of meeting the girl of their dreams.
Lastly, there is my seventeenth birthday! Almost every one anticipates the celebration of their birth. But for my birthday we usually go to a theme park and go eat, i love food, so it is a day that I need to be excited about.
With prom you get to buy a dress, be pampered, and become a princess for one night of your life. Not to mention the cute boys that girls will be shepherding onto the dance floor. As for the seniors, this is the last prom of their lives, at least for most, so they'll be wanting to savor every moment of the dance and the afterparty. Boys will be anticipating it because of the stress of getting a tuxedo and the chance of meeting the girl of their dreams.
Lastly, there is my seventeenth birthday! Almost every one anticipates the celebration of their birth. But for my birthday we usually go to a theme park and go eat, i love food, so it is a day that I need to be excited about.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Jaguar Stones: Middleworld
Jon Voelkel's Jaguar Stones: Middleworld excited me to the core. From even the title of this story one can tell it will have an ancient them.
Theme is kind of blunt. The theme is about Max Murphy, the main character, going from a spoiled brat to an understanding, kinder boy. He is a selfish boy who only thinks of himself and what he can get out of a situation. But as we dig deeper we see him as he understands the errors he's done in his life. Uncle Tim, a minor major character, is his uncle. Uncle Tim acts as if he hates Max and pays him barely any attention and tries to keep Max out of his hair. But in the true reality, he loves Max like the son he never had. He'd do anything to keep him safe.
A book it reminds me of is First Boy. Because both are about a boy longing for their parents. As for current events, the destruction and tourism of the rain forests.
The characters are very believable. I fell in love with each of them, even the ones I hated, by the end of the story. Max is the arrogant, spoiled brat who feels like the world owes him everything. The boy who always plays the victim in the situation, but becomes a hero in the end. Uncle Tim is by far my favorite. He has an aristocratic air about him. Through all his poor fortune, he is one of the richest men in the country the story takes place. He is also a caring uncle, deep deep deep deep deep down and go a little farther.
The story was excellent, even if Max got terribly on my nerves. The plot was excellent though.
Pages: 400
Theme is kind of blunt. The theme is about Max Murphy, the main character, going from a spoiled brat to an understanding, kinder boy. He is a selfish boy who only thinks of himself and what he can get out of a situation. But as we dig deeper we see him as he understands the errors he's done in his life. Uncle Tim, a minor major character, is his uncle. Uncle Tim acts as if he hates Max and pays him barely any attention and tries to keep Max out of his hair. But in the true reality, he loves Max like the son he never had. He'd do anything to keep him safe.
A book it reminds me of is First Boy. Because both are about a boy longing for their parents. As for current events, the destruction and tourism of the rain forests.
The characters are very believable. I fell in love with each of them, even the ones I hated, by the end of the story. Max is the arrogant, spoiled brat who feels like the world owes him everything. The boy who always plays the victim in the situation, but becomes a hero in the end. Uncle Tim is by far my favorite. He has an aristocratic air about him. Through all his poor fortune, he is one of the richest men in the country the story takes place. He is also a caring uncle, deep deep deep deep deep down and go a little farther.
The story was excellent, even if Max got terribly on my nerves. The plot was excellent though.
Pages: 400
Friday, January 7, 2011
Blog #1: Facebook Peeves
Facebook is one of the focle points of a teen's life. We learn more about friends and keep in touch with old flames. Not to mention old classmates you have not seen in years. But as I log on each afternoon to check what is up with my friends, my stomach churns as I read the feed. I see my facebook peeves. Usually feel my eye twitch half-way through reading. These are a few of my facebook peeves. I know at least everyone who reads this can find at least one peeve they relate with.
Ah, lovebirds on facebook, aren't they so deeply in love? One can only guess when you see their gushy messages to each other on your feed. I do not care if you're thinking of "him", missing "him", can't wait to see "him". Go message the guy, call him, or go visit him. Friends can do nothing about it. That may sound a bit harsh. But it is ok to write this once in a while on your profile. But the tenth time in one day is unforgivable.
There is nothing in this world that is gross as hearing of one's "intimate" life. Every. Little. Detail. No one wants to know it!!!! Keep it to themselves is the best option. There's not much else I can say about this subject without sounding vulgar. The point is that the subject of which I speak is despicable.
Last but not my least hated peeve is whining and desperate status'. From this I mean people who write status' and beg for people to respond or act like their life is crumbling for attention. I will not lie, it's worse than pathetic. No one with real problems pours all of it on Facebook looking for help. They would tell a friend, parent, or teacher in person. Well, a person with common sense. Also, the hate of people whining they did not get what they wanted.
These are my peeves and I seem like a jerk. But it's how many people feel on these peeves. Be respectful of your "friends" and give these peeves alone for a day or two.....or forever.
Ah, lovebirds on facebook, aren't they so deeply in love? One can only guess when you see their gushy messages to each other on your feed. I do not care if you're thinking of "him", missing "him", can't wait to see "him". Go message the guy, call him, or go visit him. Friends can do nothing about it. That may sound a bit harsh. But it is ok to write this once in a while on your profile. But the tenth time in one day is unforgivable.
There is nothing in this world that is gross as hearing of one's "intimate" life. Every. Little. Detail. No one wants to know it!!!! Keep it to themselves is the best option. There's not much else I can say about this subject without sounding vulgar. The point is that the subject of which I speak is despicable.
Last but not my least hated peeve is whining and desperate status'. From this I mean people who write status' and beg for people to respond or act like their life is crumbling for attention. I will not lie, it's worse than pathetic. No one with real problems pours all of it on Facebook looking for help. They would tell a friend, parent, or teacher in person. Well, a person with common sense. Also, the hate of people whining they did not get what they wanted.
These are my peeves and I seem like a jerk. But it's how many people feel on these peeves. Be respectful of your "friends" and give these peeves alone for a day or two.....or forever.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Book Review: The Extraordinary Adventures of Alfred Kropp
Rick Yancey's The Extraordinary Adventures of Alfred Kropp made my heart sink in the character's despair. From the title you know it's about Alfred Kropp but do you know the terrors he carries on his shoulders?
The theme is pretty obvious. About a boy who must pay for his sins and becomes a man out of it. But it is much more intense than just simple, coming of age. Alfred Kropp is the main character, as you may know. He is seen as a bumbling, giant idiot by his peers and the adults in his short life. But when his uncle needs his help, his decisions lead to the massacre of beloved sons and fathers. To him he can not do anything right. Bennacio, another major character, becomes a father figure to Alfred even though he is the reason all of his friends are dead. He helps the boy become a respectable man who does not ponder on his own faults. Another example of coming of age. Uncle Farrell is a minor character at the beginning. He is Alfred's uncle and caretaker. If it wasn't for him, Alfred would never have been in this horrible predicament. But his decisions led Alfred to become more than he ever thought.
I can not think of a book that reminds me of this one. As for current events, nothing rings a bell either.
The characters are sometimes very unbelievable. But I loved them either way! They made me hungry to gnaw at this book. Alfred, is the clumsy hero that stumbles his way to greatness. Bennacio is the mentor you always crave in a book. Dependable, strong, and a strong father figure to a lost teen. Who else would be so cool-headed when he has a poison tipped dagger to his throat and just stares the guy down?
This book was great but terribly depressing. It was so depressing I nearly wanted to just put it up and never look at it again.
Pages: 339
The theme is pretty obvious. About a boy who must pay for his sins and becomes a man out of it. But it is much more intense than just simple, coming of age. Alfred Kropp is the main character, as you may know. He is seen as a bumbling, giant idiot by his peers and the adults in his short life. But when his uncle needs his help, his decisions lead to the massacre of beloved sons and fathers. To him he can not do anything right. Bennacio, another major character, becomes a father figure to Alfred even though he is the reason all of his friends are dead. He helps the boy become a respectable man who does not ponder on his own faults. Another example of coming of age. Uncle Farrell is a minor character at the beginning. He is Alfred's uncle and caretaker. If it wasn't for him, Alfred would never have been in this horrible predicament. But his decisions led Alfred to become more than he ever thought.
I can not think of a book that reminds me of this one. As for current events, nothing rings a bell either.
The characters are sometimes very unbelievable. But I loved them either way! They made me hungry to gnaw at this book. Alfred, is the clumsy hero that stumbles his way to greatness. Bennacio is the mentor you always crave in a book. Dependable, strong, and a strong father figure to a lost teen. Who else would be so cool-headed when he has a poison tipped dagger to his throat and just stares the guy down?
This book was great but terribly depressing. It was so depressing I nearly wanted to just put it up and never look at it again.
Pages: 339
Monday, December 6, 2010
Poem: Nightime and Morning
Whenever I go to bed,
After the sun has gone down,
Before the clock strikes midnight,
As I slip into my dreams,
I hope tomorrow will be as wonderful as today.
When I wake up,
As I rub my sleepy eyes,
Before the sun has risen,
While I long to slumber once more,
I know today has begun.
After the sun has gone down,
Before the clock strikes midnight,
As I slip into my dreams,
I hope tomorrow will be as wonderful as today.
When I wake up,
As I rub my sleepy eyes,
Before the sun has risen,
While I long to slumber once more,
I know today has begun.
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