A Bacon Cheeseburger, a Frosty, and a discussion...

So yesterday after church we went to Wendy's and some how the discussion of school came up and how the standards and the efforts of the teachers are going down hill. It's almost to the point that I have completely decided against sending my child to a public school. Teachers keep spoon feeding the students almost to the point where students don't do anything and still pass the classes with flying colors. Which gives student who don't put any effort in the same recognition as the students who spend hours every night on their homework trying to insure they pass their classes with good grades to earn scholarships and go to college.
I even have a class where the teacher spoon feeds my class, even to the point of going over every sing test question, in order, making sure everyone hears the answers. That is unacceptable to me. The class struggled with remembering that Blue and Yellow made Green, come on, we learned that in elementary school. It's getting out of hand. Something has to be done.

Memories...

Today in CAP group all the seniors where asked to write down their favorite High School memory, and I couldn't even think of one. I have so many memories that I would call one of my Favorites. I picked my time in Mrs.Gardener's IB Math Studies Class because we have so much fun in that class.
Though I have a problem with this class, its really hard, we have an insane amount homework, and this extremely tough project/ paper over math. Which was all fine until I found out the class isn't even gonna count as College credit.

Bandit.

My teacher asked me to write a fictional blog about my most prized possession and someone I love, in the story I'm supposed write about the person I love wanting my most prized possession and if I would give it to him. Though I couldn't get past the idea of me giving my most prized possession away to anyone. The most prized possession of mine is my dog. If my house was burning down and I had to save one thing, Bandit would be it. I love my dog so much, I never loved an animal before, and I always thought it was rather silly for people to say how much they loved their cats or dogs, or in some cases birds, or what ever really, I didn't understand it. Though in the last 3 years I've had Bandit I learned. I know he can't talk, and more than likely he really can't really listen to what I'm saying, but I feel like I can talk to him, like he's always on my side no matter what, that's because he can't pick sides, and its silly to think about it this way. Not only is he always on my side when I want to talk about something but he is always willing to protect me, in the middle of the night if he hears a sound that scares him he stands across me and growls and barks like a mother would protect their child.
And just recently I was sitting on my bed with my boyfriend (the someone I love) and we where talking about how next year we would be leaving to college, and Bandit had his big head laying in my lap looking up to me, and for the first time since we had been talking about college I broke down and cried. Who would love my dog for me when I was gone, who would watch after him like I did. How would I sleep through the night with out his big body pushing me off the bed, but then snuggling up against me when he gets cold. Then for the first time I was scared of leaving home. Bandit is like my best friend I've ever hand, he's never been on anyone side but mine. I love Bandit and can't imagen not having him around. Next year is going to be tough with out having his tail wagging as he waits for me to come in after a day at school.

Cinnamon House

Snow falls down on my house,

Cold air is all around,

But the red siding keeps me warm,
Like a big blanket,

The smell of cinnamon,

Fills the house,

Cookies in the oven,

Milk on the counter,

Pulling up my socks I run down the stairs,

And my mothers there,

For the first time in years,

My father in his big blue chair,

smoking from his wooden pipe,

At last I'm home again,

But, then the wind picks up,

Taking the smell of Cinnamon with it,

Stealing from me my Cinnamon House,

Then my mother disappears,

My fathers chair turns grey,

And the color from the red siding washes away,

I close my eyes tightly,

and when I open them,

I'm in my bed again,

My socks have fallen back down my legs,

goodbye My Cinnamon House, Goodbye.

Adventures...

Adventures are only a moment away toady, through the

Kaleidoscopes filled with hundreds of colorful masterpiece, into the

Crashing waves of the ocean swallowing the sandcastles, and just past

Just through a field of a million sunflowers
Practical at the very tip of your fingers, there is a

Forest of a million mysteries, so just

Leap over, and run to the edge of a

Meadow, Dance along the way, sing out loud because

When your age catches up with you, it's going to be

Over, long gone, the end of your adventures.

It's a Boy!

My sister found out last week that she is having a baby boy! I'm so exited waiting on the birth of my very first Nephew! I have so much fun shopping for him already. He is going to be such a spoiled baby. I'm making him a wubbie blanket before he's born. This is going to be pretty important for me since I'm more than likely not going to be there when he's born, or very often since my sister lives in Phoenix and I decided I want to go to college in Kentucky. My parents are planning on moving to Phoenix to help with the baby too. I just hope he's a healthy baby. I'm so excited!

Boom!

So a few days ago I woke up at 5:45 am to go to a parking garage with some of my closest friends to wait for the Big E to Implode. It was quite fun. We listened to music, took silly pictures, and then at around 9:10ish we heard the loud booms and then the building caved in it was awesome. So that was all good in fun but then we went to this little cafe down town and sat around and just got the chance to talk to each other, and catch up. This made me think, how many times in my future will I sit in a small cafe or restaurant and wait on friend, talk about how are lives are going and then leave. I wonder what friends I will be meeting there, new friends, old friends, the friends I have now?

What will I have?

So I woke up this morning in an abnormally good mood, yet a normal deep thinking mood. I started to think about how senior year is nearly half way over, in a little over 5 weeks until Christmas Break. That brought me to thinking about what have I done so far, What memories will I have? So I started to write things down, What did I do so far in August, September, October, and so far November? Am I making the most of what I have left in high school, living at home with my parents, before my friends break off to learn what they want in life and to begin are own journeys to get there. So after writing down a few things, I realized WOW, I really am doing some majorly fun things, and some major steps into adulthood, so I think. I took my first road trip in a car with my 3 Best friends, Kyle, Timmy, and Logan. I turned 18! I've almost finished half my senior year, and so far I'm making pretty good memories with the time I have left, but for the next half I want to be making wonderfully amazing ones.

Waves of Babies!

It's weird how in my family babies come in waves. The current wave is My cousin Jeff is about to have his second son in less than 4 weeks. My Cousin Jenny is at risk for premature labor as I'm writing this with her first child, A little girl, I'm so excited for her. And her sister Sheri is about to have her sixth child. But the most important two pregnancies in my family right now are My little sister Danielle is pregnant, she will be finding out when she is due and the sex of the baby on Wednesday, I can't wait, I will have my cell phone next to me all day waiting for the text. Yesterday I saw the first picture she sent of her stomach! The second most important one is my real dad's girlfriend is pregnant, and in December I will be finding out if its a boy or a girl. Another sibling, and hopefully the last. I'm excited. I can't believe how much my family is growing around me.

On My Own...

Just a song Idea for Kyle, Timmy, Logan, and Michael's band...

December was a month of pain
The deepest snow, frigid rain
My mind was a place
For the world I wanted to erase
But it left me lost and alone
Just waiting for you to say
Every things gonna be alright

So, Could you try, pick me up
Off the floor tonight
And just put me back, together again
I’m nothing more than
A puzzle of a million broken pieces
I’m asking could you help me
Figure out, where they go

I just want to fight this grasp
My mind has on me
So it doesn’t continue to overtake
All the pretty pictures
I’ve spent a life time trying to make
I’ve really tried as hard as I could
I can’t do this on my own

I can’t do this on my own
I just can’t take it anymore
Can’t keep my eyes open
Way to tired to even think
Believe me, it isn’t easy
To let you know, I can’t find my own missing link