A slice of my crummy life (I need to get more of these out)

I’m so bored, and I have nothing to tell you, so I’m gunna talk about how bored I am, and what my next chapter will be talking about, but I might talk about the chapters in the next post, if there is time for a next post. Anyway, onto m boring life. (Sorry this ended up being posted 4 days later, hope you understand)
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The cold air hit my skin as I sat on the cafeteria writing blog posts. While I was writing the same thought kept running through my mind. When.will.this.be.OVER, I was sitting here for the past 20 minutes doing nothing but writing and thinking. Typing, faster and faster trying to give myself some kind of entertainment for the time being. It was no use though, it was boring no matter what I did.

My eyes kept darting around seeing what others were doing, as soon as my eyes stopped looking around and landed on my iPad the teacher called out “okay, the time is over, leave.” As soon as she said that I was up and out the door.

A slice of my crummy life (sorry)

I haven’t posted in a while...I’m sorry, but I’ve had nothing to write about, so I’m just gunna write very small paragraphs explaining things that have happened. They will go into ‘some’ detail but not a lot. Plus I still have to finish another chapter of a different book. So, in this I’m gunna explain what’s been happening. Anyway, onto the drama of yesterday.
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I picked up my large phone and went through my apps until I stopped at photo’s. I clicked on the colorful looking app and scrolled through my pictures. My eyes landed on the pictures that were said to have been taken on 4/21/19, which was strange because I never took any pictures that day.

 Sure enough though when I looked at the album there were ten different pictures in it, four seemed to be taken on the trampoline when me and my cousins were goofing off and jumping everywhere, completely ignoring the rule that there was only one allowed at a time. The other six seemed to be taken when I saw outside with my cousins Violet playing tag with the younger kids.

The six pictures were of my cousins Haylee’s face, I’m guessing she took my phone that was charging on the counter. I smiled to myself and then went to my messages and texted the pictures to my cousins. We laughed about it until I put my phone down and went to get something to eat.

A slice of my crumbling life. (Yeah, that’s sound more like me)

WARNING: EXTREMLY BORING/SAD LIFE STORY UP AHEAD. So, basically I had an ant friend, a friend, who was an ant. He is currently in Mrs. moon’s room, dead, on her carpet. I’m also currently very sad, and mad at Chris Owens. Because he made him fall off of my notebook, and I currently have no idea where he is. I believe he’s on the carpet, or Chris’s hand. Anyway this is going to be very short. Since I’m still currently grieving. Onto the short part of my life...
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“Alright guys get your chairs up!” Mrs. Moon said as I started getting up and grabbing all of my stuff. I moved my hand to grab my blue composite notebook when a small round ball of black caught my attention. I picked up my notebook and quickly realized it was an ant. “Hey dude what’s up?” I said as I brought him closer to Mrs. Moon.

“Mrs. Moon?” “Yes Liz?” She asked, “look what I found.” I replied as I brought the notebook closer to her with my new friend on top. “I found an ant and he’s my new friend!” “Oh well just throw it away.” “No, its my new friend.” I started walking away as two people noticed my new friend.

“Is that an ant?” One of them asked as he tried to slap the notebook out of my hand. “No!” I said as the other one tried to use a pencil to get my new friend off of my notebook. I started turning the notebook away until finally, one of them knocked the notebook over. Making my new friend disappear.

Slice of Life! (Alright I’m changing what I call this thing)

Alright were going to go right down to business since I can’t come up with anything. So basically im going to shortly explain how I almost died on Sunday since the rest of Sunday I was playing GTA and some virtual games. Also listening to music and sleeping in my room. Anyway on with the story.
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I awoke to something pushing on my chest. I couldn’t breathe, I moved my hand up to feel a lump of soft fur. Immediately, I knew what it was. I moved my hand around until I felt a cold, large object, with a squishy part that felt as if it was moving. I knew what it was, I picked it up and held it over my face. I unlocked it and looked over every single app until I found my contacts.

I quickly went through my contacts until I found my mom. I started to text her:

Me: Mom

Me: Can you come get your cat off of me I can’t breathe.

Mother: Why can’t you get her off?

Me: Because I love her too much.

After that I just waited and looked through my phone as I heard faint footsteps becoming louder as they got closer. “Okay I’m here what do you want?” She said as she came closer, “Get her off.” I replied as she started lifting the raven furred cat off of my chest. My cub shirt was covered in. Black fur. “Like mother like cat.” I said as I started leaving the room.

Slice of Life! (Alright this is getting old...)

Hola, sorry I tried to change it up and I sincerely apologize. Anyway I didn’t post yesterday because of all the things that happened yesterday that I can now tell you about in a flashback. Also something happened today, but I need to finish chapter 13 of something or else Valeria and Knazze might kill me. I’m going to try to get 2 posts out today, they might not be that long though since I need to finish something else. Anyway here we go.
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I stood there looking at the three charging controlers and the VR headset. I didn’t even remember why I walked into the living room to begin with. I slowly moved my hand towards one of the controlers and picked it up. It’s blue casing felt smooth against my hand. I started thinking back to last night, and how I might never be able to enter the virtual world again...
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I sat there rolling my eyes at how non intelligent my sister was when it came to playing video games. I just stayed there though lowly getting impatient as I sat up and walked over to my sister, “Belen let me see the headset and controller.” “No,” “Belen, your going to take forever.” “No!” “Belen,” “Fine.” My sister finally gave up the headset and controller.

I adjusted the headset to my size and placed it on my head, I quickly realized the problem. After a while of fixing it I took it off and quickly realized what was wrong. My eyes couldn’t focus on anything and I felt like I had no brain cells. I swiftly handed the controller and headset to my sister and sat down. I felt dizzy so I went on my phone and tried to focus on just the phone, but I couldn’t.

My brain felt like mush after staying quiet and sitting down for another 5 minutes, until I made the excuse that I was tired so I went up stairs towards my room. I stopped at the bathroom and brushed my teeth and headed towards the bedroom with a pounding head ache. I layed there and thought about how my mom didn’t want me to play on the VR anymore, how she thought it would make me feel worse. I didn’t want to except it.

Plus almost everyone gets dizzy after playing on the VR, so I just layed there and pondered the question until I saw my sister walk in and go towards her drawer. I stood up and started getting out some clothes too. I had church the next morning and needed to get my clothes out since we leave home so early on Sunday. After about 5 minutes of me and my sister in silence she left and I changed into my Pjs and layed in my bed until I fell asleep.

Slice of Life! (Am I going to stop?!)

Hi again, I’m bored and I just laughed the most I have ever in my life, so I’m going to write about it. I’m not going to include names, except for the names of the people I was with AFTER this happened. Not trying to get anyone in trouble. Enjoy.

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It was 10:04 and I was laughing so much that my side hurt. I had just seen one of the funniest things at school. I was so suprised by what just happened. Not only because I didnt see it coming from, but also because the only time I ever laugh that much is when I’m with my cousins. “Okay two minute break!” Says the substitute as me and Isabel sit up and go over to Eloise.

“Did you see that?” I say as I stood in front of Eloise. “Yeah,” “That was funny, so what do you guys want to do for the remainder of class?” We started talking until I turned into a sort of professional theif by taking Eloise’s pencil bag as she was looking at me. “Liz give it back.” She says as I start speed walking around the classroom. I soon come across Isabel, and knowing her I knew she would help me keep the pencil bag away from Eloise.

I proceeded to give Isabel the pencil bag as I stood next to her. She quickly threw the pencil bag back at me when I didnt expect it. “That’s why you dont throw stuff at me when I’m not expecting it.” I say while laughing, Eloise then picked up her pencil bag and started walking away. “It’s okay, cause I have this.” She proceeded by showing me Eloise’s small, pink and green pencil bag. I started laughing as Eloise finally realized that her second pencil bag was gone, “Okay bye friends.” Said the substitute as we headed out of class.

Slice of LIfe! (Again,)

Hi again, I’m doing another slice of life and if I can another one after this. Also I’m light headed at the moment, so I apologize if anything is wrong or if poor grammar is used. I’m just really light headed and I’m probably not going to remember this later. So this is about right now and how I’m light headed and when it started. I have no idea what I’m doing. Moving on.
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I was sitting in the cafeteria with the rest of my group. I was eating my cherry flavored ice cream and talking about the tea of the day. The teacher started walking towards my table as she excused us from the room. I slowly got up and started walking out of the strange smelling room when I accidentally bumped into a student.

 It didn’t bother me though because I barley even noticed, I kept walking until I felt someone next to me. My eyes darted over to see Jazzy walking next to me, I smiled as she began to talk to me. The sound of lockers closing grew closer as I made my way towards my locker. As I tried to open my lock  I kept looking around, every time I tried to open my lock I couldn’t focus.

I suddenly realized what has happening, I was close to fainting. The sound of a lock coming off rang in my ears as I shut mine as I headed into class.

Slice of my life! (Kind of)

Hi! It’s me again! So as you probably know this is a slice of my life! (Kind of) what i mean by that is that we were suppose to start yesterday, and i didn’t have time yesterday. So I’m doing one today. Enjoy.

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I laid there in the darkness with my sister by my side. She was too afraid to go to sleep on her own so I kept her company while she slept. As I thought one thing came to my mind, it was the fact that I had to get a cardio consult. I’ve gotten one before, but never for the reason I had to get one now. I kept thinking about what they could potentially find when I heard a loud, human-like, snore. 

I moved my arm down the bed to feel short, spiky fur meet the touch of my hand. I could already tell it was Nala, she was different then Tootsie, Tootsie liked to be comfy so he slept on a soft, cotton blanket while Nala liked sleeping on a flat, cold yoga mat. I moved my arm back to the bed and thought some more.  

I soon felt my sister shift in her sleep, slowly knocking me off the bed even more until the point where I had about 30% of the bed and she had the rest. As my mind trailed off the memory of Sunday floated into my thoughts, I remembered it so vividly even though I was passed out for some of it, I thought back to that day as I started to slowly drift into sleep.

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I awoke being back at the place where it happened, I was kneeling again, from what I could tell I was close to fainting when I could barley hear anymore. I started to heat up as I struggled to stay awake. I swiftly removed my jacket and placed it on the bench revealing my champion hoodie. Once I removed the black jacket though my eyes were greeted by something severely unplesent. I couldn’t see.

The room was starting to get darker and darker as small, jet black holes started to cloud my vision. I didnt want to alarm anyone so I just stayed silent. Then I dropped limp on the floor and shut my eyes.
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I woke up in a cold sweat. My eyes darted around the pitch black room, I felt my arm being touched by something so I looked over to see my sister touching my arm. I smiled and went back to sleep.
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Hi again, so that was my slice of life. This happened last night and, it was pretty traumatic, hope you enjoyed. Bye!

Blackfish review

Blackfish, the movie such a factual and entertaining movie, all based on one orca’s experience at SeaWorld , and orca who turned out to be a cold blooded killer, and all of his victims. Even though one could argue it’s very bias, and yes I agree it’s very bias towards the side of SeaWorld being bad. Though it does bring its point across, and it ended being entertaining at the same time. Overall, you should totally watch this movie, not only featuring former trainers, but also bringing in his former victims, even though this killer is not alive anymore, his kids still are.

Blackfish

Imagine yourself being a great blackfish roaming the sea with your mother by your side, then suddenly a net grabs you and your mother as she’s desperately trying to escape you get frightened and struggle more then is needed. Suddenly you get brought to shore then hours later end up in what seems like a bathtub of water compared to the great ocean, as you look for your mother a human comes up to you and makes you do tricks, you don’t want to get they make you every day for years you preform tricks until your sanity breaks in the middle of a performance 10 years after you were captured. You end up drowning your trainer and suddenly your the one at fault. That’s the life of the blackfishes that have killed their trainers because of sanity breaking because of years of captivity. 

A definite reason you should not support Sea World’s Orca program is because it keeps them in captivity and they become aware of everything and an accident like the one that happened to Dawn Brancheau during a live preformance, and said in the blackfish documentary, “If you were stuck in a bathtub for years wouldn’t you become a little psychotic?” Another piece of evidence is  from the Newsela article that states for PETA themselves “A bigger prison is still a prison.”

 

Should there be school uniforms?

Have you ever thought that your creativity was locked away because you weren’t allowed to express yourself? Maybe at home or at a friends house, so school is like this place to wear what you want, until that’s taken away and replaced with uniforms. The topic of school uniforms was been something that has been brought up A LOT of times, some debating that there should be school uniforms some debating that there shouldn’t. Here today, I will be telling you why you should not want school uniforms.

On the side of not wearing uniforms I have learned that school uniforms KILL STUDENTS CREATIVITY. I’m also not the only one who believed this, because there was an article that stated, “Kill’s students creativity, and innovation.” The reason I belive this is because the other side can argue that wearing normal clothes can get a child bullied, though I can argue that it kills their confidence. I say this because they do ‘t want to be bullied, I understand that, but they still need to be confident in their choice of wardrobe and try something new. That is why you should not want school uniforms.

One Word 2019 - Hopeful

As you read by the title, I chose the word “hopeful.” I chose this word because once I looked back at 2018 I realized I never truly believed in myself from my school work to me just having fun in general, I never really believed in myself, and whenever something bad happened I never thought it would get better. That’s why my word for 2019 is “hopeful” to represent the thing I never really had in 2018. Some examples of me denying myself is whenever Mrs. Moon’s about to announce to the class who got 100% on their tests, I would always say in my head “it’s now me,” or “I’m not smart enough to get 100%” yet when she announced my name, I still felt no hope I would get 100% on the other test I took a couple days after this test. Even after I got a 4 on my test which almost NO ONE got I still thought I wasn’t smart enough for that class. An example of my hopeless ness away from school is whenever me and my family play games I always think I would lose. That is why I picked the word “hopeful” because I want to be hopeful, and belive in myself. That’s why I chose that word.