New Moon

Has everyone gone crazy? All anyone is talking about is New Moon and this whole Twilight saga. Yes, i agree the Cullens are gorgeous vampires, and jacob is one FINE werewolf. Everywhere i turn i see Team Jacob vs. Team Edward. It is a mad house. i mean im not complaining because i love the movies, and the books, but some people take it too far. I talked to someone the other day and they told me they went to go see the movie 5 times. Seriously, it has not even been out for a week and they have seen it 5 freakin times. Geeeze people! Friday night me and my two older sisters stood in line to get into the movies. We stood there a good 30 minutes before the security let us pass. While we stood there i saw an array of t-shirts that people made just go watch a silly movie about love sick vampires and wolves. There were people cutting in line just so they could get a good seat. Again, it was a MAD house! The whole time i was watching the movie, i was on the edge of my seat, and to be honest i couldn't get enough in the end. What im trying to say is that i am now a Twilight freak...just like everyone else. YAYY teammm JACOB!

Cinderella

Dreams
we hall have them. it is just a fact of life.
A dream is a wish your heart makes, when your fast asleep. Whatever you wish for, you keep. Have faith in your dreams, and someday, your rainbow will come smiling through. No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true. its all just an inspiration to never let anyone tell you, you can't dream. And never limit yourself. Cinderella is a simple girl who has a dream. She goes out and fulfills her dream by setting her standards high, and never giving up. She got her fairytale ending, now why don't you!

Crayola

I have brand new

lets get to it crayons,

lined up in a bright yellow box.

Each flavor has a nice pointy tip

and wears a paper sleeve

just its size

waiting to be peeled off

its waxy back

so it can make its mark

Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange,and Purple.
well why don't we say
Wild Strawberry, Cornflower, Dandelion, Melon,and Wisteria.
They are all the same in a child eyes.
The way we see them is through our own demise.
Maybe to you it is just a color.
but to a child it is an adventure.
When you look at box of crayons you see sticks of color.
through a child's eyes they are more than that.
a spaceship
a princess
a flower
a car
this crayola box of mine is nothing but
an imagination waiting to be put on paper.
By a child's young hands

YUMMY

I love Thanksgiving! it is my favorite holiday everr! I always wake up extra early to help my mom cook the green beans and mashed potatoes. We get all dressed up and head over to my aunt and uncle's house. I just love the smell of her house when i first step in. My mouth waters when I smell the buttery rolls, the turkey stuffing, the macaroni, dumplings, and of course the delicious turkey. It is, after all, called Turkey Day for a reason. My day is filled with laughs, memories, food, and football. This day is something i look forward to every year. It is the most relaxed holiday i have and is one of the many reasons why i love it soo! HAPPY TURKEY DAYY!

R.I.P. Danny Boi

"Cryin' for Me"
I'm going to miss that smile
I'm going to miss you my friend
Even though it hurts the way it ended up
ill do it all again

So play it sweet in heaven
Cause that's right where you want to be
I'm not cryin' cause i feel sorry for you
I am cryin' for me!

On Sunday November 22, 2009 we got a phone call to tell us that he had died. Immediately i started crying. I was in shock, how could something like that happen. It all seemed so surreal. little Danny Boi was gone forever. All day Sunday i pondered on weather or not it was too soon too call the family to see how things were. I know that it would of been fine, but if it were me i don't know if i would want to talk to anyone; So i waited. The next day at school i saw his sister. She and i used to be so close, and all i wanted to do was to hug her and let her know that i was here for her. This family had already been through so much, and now they lost a son, a brother, and a best friend. Joshua James Calhoun was only 19 when he passed. It happened so quickly and part of me didnt want to believe that it had actually happened. On Wednesday November 25, 2009 at 1pm i went to church and prayed for him. I fell apart as i watched his family and many, many friends walk his casket down the aisle. It was almost like a sign from god but, just as the priest was blessing the casket, a beam of light shown through the stain glass windows onto his family. It was like he was trying to comfort them and let them know he was in a better place. The toughest part was watching his group of friends kneel down and then tap his casket one last time. It was so painfully sad to watch them tell their best friend good bye for the last time. As we stood there they played the Toby Keith song " Cryin for Me", and Shinedown's version of " Simpleman". Never will we forget you smile, your laugh, or the memories we shared. You will forever be missed Danny Boi!

R.I.P. Joshua James Calhoun

Emergency

It was getting late, around midnight I think, and I was sitting at home on my computer. I was just chatting it up on facebook. What a great Friday night right? Haha yeah if that is what you call it. The only reason I ever get on there anymore was to see if he would message me. I would sometimes wait for three hours just to see if he would long on. I was completely infatuated with this kid and I have only known him for about four months. We talked to each other almost every night. I thought he hung the moon. I loved this kid; he always put me in the best moods and made me smile. I would do anything for him.
So one night while I was with my cousin, he sends me a text. He tells me that he needs my box of photos that I have under my bed. He told me that it was urgent and that he needed them right away. For one thing I was a little worried because my pictures are what I hold dear to my heart, and I would be forever sad if something happened to them. They were my memories and reminded me of all the good times I used to have when I was little. So of course I asked why he needed them. He said he couldn’t tell me now, but that I would find out later. I was hesitant at first, but then I said ok. The next day I drove out to his house with this huge blue and green polka dotted box. Inside was all of my pictures. He wasn’t home so I left it for him just inside the door. That night I waited to see if he would text me or log on so I could find out what was going on. But of course he didn’t, and I was left confused and saddened because I gave him something that I held dear to my heart. A week had gone by and I was getting mad, because I didn’t know what had happened to him or my pictures.
The next Saturday he calls me and asks me to come see him at his house, no questions asked. So I got in the car and drove down to see him. When I got there he was standing in his driveway with my box of pictures and what looked like another box. On the top of it was this really pretty brown bow. I run up to him and give him a hug and tell him how much I have missed him. He hands me the box with the brown bow and tells me to open it. With a smirk on his face I took it from him and opened it. Inside was the flip book and he had made me a scrapbook of all my childhood photos in half and his in the other. As I was flipping through the pages I would saw this one page that was in the middle of the book. And on this page it read, I love you and being with you makes me happy, will you go out with me?, and under this was the first picture we took together. I was so happy I was at a loss for words. With the biggest smile on my face that I have ever had I said YES!

Walking into the bookcase!

Don't look at your feet! Always keep your head up, because you never know what could lay in your path. Feeling sad will get you nowhere. The next thing you know...BAM you walk into a bookcase. Now you lie there in pain with a huge slash across your forehead. Now what? Your passed out on the floor and as soon as you come to there is a puddle of blood beside your face. Nice going! So as soon as you pick yourself off the floor; you get your Butt in the car and drive yourself to the hospital. Embarrassed, the doctor asks you how it happened. You didn't even have the guts to tell her you was just too stubborn to look up and you walked straight into the bookcase. They stitched you up, and you drove home feeling like an idiot. I'm proud to call you my best friend!

GASZLCNBW

Grape pop rocks flew across the floor, and I sat there amazed. All I could do was think to myself; man I wish I didn’t drop them. Some sly kid tried to run over to where it happen and pick them up and eat them. Zap, I slapped that fool before he knew what had happened. Like I’m going to let somebody else eat my pop rocks. Candy is something I live for, and no one can take it from me. Now of course I had to apologize for hitting this poor innocent child that didn’t know better. But from now on he knows not to mess with me when it comes to pop rocks. What is with kids these days that think they can have things that don’t belong to them? The next thing I did was I walked over picked up every last pop rock off the floor. I said the 5 sec rule applies to all good things, and I popped the pop rocks in my mouth. Best candy EVER!

if i could have just one more day with you

if i could live one day over again it would be the May 6, 2007. This was the day before my grandpa passed away. that day i went to my grandparents house and i spent the whole day sitting and talking with them. we reminisced over memories from my childhood and he told me war stories the best he could. my grandpa was in the Navy in the Vietnam War. He would try and mumble out the best he could all the ways him and his buddies got in trouble during the old days. i would just sit there and laugh at how silly he was. My grandpa was almost like a vegetable. He could not walk or move on his own. He had been bed ridden for at least a year or so. Before then my grandma or my dad and his brother would come over and help get him out of bed and give him a bath or move him to his chair. My grandpa had many health problems and one of those was Parkinson's Disease. This caused him to have uncontroleable jitters. It was like none of his muscles would work for him. He could do nothing for himself. On this saturday i spent the whole day sitting with him in his house, jsut talking and laughing with him. i didnt even try to imagine the rest of my life without hm. I loved my grandpa with all my heart. I would give anything to spend one more day with him. Just to go back to the day before and live it forever. RIP Frank Rineheart Schadler Jr.