PROOOOMMMM.......?

hey just thinking about that overrated thing, when i realized that I am going....hmmmm
so slight problem...
I have to come up with a plan.
A devious plan in which I ensnare someone so I can eat them and make an explosion.... lol no i'm just kidding. about the eating and explosion part (well the explosion might happen, just not now)
but I wasn't kidding about ensnaring someone into coming to prom with me....
I really wish juniors could go stag.......
and I doubt someone will ask me, soooooooooo

Did you know that margarine (the fake butter) is only one chemical reaction away from being plastic?
I think we should set up a Chem Club and find out stuff like that, and try reactions and stuff like that. It would be sooo cool. Even though Ms. Brady won't let us throw Sodium into the water.... it could still be fun!
And we need to work on your Head Girl Campaign!! Posters and Fliers, yes! No one has campaigned in a really long time, so you could be awesome!! We should have you start sitting with the rest of the school or something...

Working on my prefect application... fun. I actually think I'm doing okay. They shouldn't mind that I have white out over it, right?
I am also working on taxes and filling out my registration form for school next year.

That leadership thing tonight was actually pretty funny. I know a certain someone was jealous of another shorter certain someone because of the whole mirror thing.....I am sorry. But I'm glad we got to run!!!
so... we all think about a problem first with: can I do it?what's the risk? and what are the benefits?
we need to change, not become brainwashed, do work for the benefit of the group, think big, and not let people toss wooden eggs.
and make sure you don't follow the crowd when you play Simon Says, because, you WILL lose because the teachers/instructors etc. WILL trick you.

anyways, I just felt like writing today. And I had already finished most of my home work.
And a flower from a cemetery isn't weird or cursed etc. Hey I could write about that for my essay. That when I was younger a friend of mine and I went to the cemetery and looked at all the gravestones and such and thought up lives for each of the people and we wondered if anyone remembered them or knew their real stories, or if they were all forgotten. I guess we were also wondering about if we would be remembered and by what. What in our lives now could change just one other person's life so that we could live in their memories. Because it's true, we only live on in other people's memories. So if you don't make an impact, you just wash away.

Oh, here are the poems that I submitted to The Raven as anonymous:

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As I stand in the dewy grass with my bare feet,
I ponder and I wonder, and I think.
Time is going by so fast, I don’t know if I’ll be,
Here, here in this place again.
Time is going by so fast,
No time for play and things,
But as I stand in the dewy grass,
Forever will I ponder and wonder, and Be.


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My foot print, in the sand
Getting washed away.
My mark on this world
Was never to be permanent.
We will all be pulled out,
Together on the tide.
How much nicer it would be,
If another’s footprints
Would be washed away at the same time as mine.


The Window (the one that frosty didn't like, so I don't think it's in there)
In the late night,
The immaculate glass window
Is pitched black.
Whoever looks through is confused,
Uncertain of what’s beyond.
What’s beyond those protective glass panes?
What’s beyond the white window sill?
What’s beyond me, sitting inside?
Frightened and uncertain,
For I cannot see.


Anyways, those are all my original poems, even though they came from my poor middle school days..... so I know they're not the best or anything, but they're getting published!!!!!!

okay, I'm going to get outta here!
Hope I didn't spell anything wrong!!! lol

ta ta for now!!