High school is not all that people make it seem to be. I know that I'm not even in real high school, but this is bad enough. I go to this place called the Ebbert Education Center in Anderson and they have classes for all sorts of people. They offer classes for Anderson high school, Highland high school, and homeschool high school. I don't know why they have these classes, but I take three classes there Anatomy, Algerbra, and english 11 in the morning from 7:30 to 10. I am not a morning person. It is interesting spending this time with other high schoolers and (loss for words)?
Gilbert is our new kitten, we got him on Friday the 20th. When Debbie walked into the house she told Amanda that she had a surprise for her in her purse. So, Debbie opens her purse and and says "Oh, kitten!" and my dad comes in my room and tells me there's akitten in Amanda's room and I was like "no there isn't." When I finally went in Amanda's room and say the kitten I asked Debbie "Is this some kind of sick joke?" It was not a joke and we still have the little cutie and he is a hand-full! He wakes me up every mornig usually in between 5 and 6am uh,yah! He is very sweet and he photograghs well, I just can't seem to figure out how to get pictures up? Isn't Gilbert such a sweet name though, we got it off of Anne of Green Gables which is a really good movie series! That's all fro now folks!;)
This is so, awesome! Leigha calls me when I'm at Carolyn's house working on my 4-h project, which turned out pretty good, anyway, she ask "Lydia do you want to go to Kings Island with me?" "Um, yah, sure I need to ask my parents first though." After we got off the phone I couldn't quite believe I was just invited to go to Kings Island and did I mention she said we were going the next day, w-o-w! I thought to my self there's no way my parents are going to let me go, not when it's the next day, but guess what? They did let me go! So, that night I went to Leigha's house to spend the night, since we were leaving at seven the next morning, oh boy! It was worth it, Leigha and I had an amazing time and we pretty much rode every roller-coaster. At first on the roller-coasters I was scared, but as we kept going on them I really had to ask myself "why was I ever scared?" It was such a thrill, but at the last roller-coaster we went on, which was the Vortex, I didn't even scream, that's how tired I was. At the end of the day I wanted more just for the thrill so, after that we went on the Racer, actually the last coaster we went on , but not the last ride, for the second time, it was fun, but I just didn't get the thrill, but it was fun and funny, since Leigha and I had tears streaming out of our eyes:). It was a very fun trip and I would love to do it again soon, as the thrill for the coasters still runs in me!
i'm so glad that you had fun w/ leigha and her family. oh by the way, did you guys end up going to see that movie on friday? hope you were able to. i finally was able to get my own facebook so hurry up and get one yourself.
I was driving home, it was raining and it was 12:05am. Shoot! my dads gonna kill me. Stay awake, I kept telling myself as I could feel myself falling into unconciousness. I couldn't help it I just let my self fall into the temptation of falling asleep. I open my eyes and thank goodness I was still on the road, but there was a deer and I swered off the road and into a ditch, as the deer just runs off merrily. Ouch! I say as my head hits hard on the steering wheel, I can feel the warm blood trickleling down my forehead. There it is again the world of unconsiousness pulling me in again. I woke up thankfully, but what I woke up to made me wish I had never woken. It was dark, too dark like there was something on my head and there was it was a black plastic bag and I couldn't breathe and believe me I desperately tried to, but no oxygen entered my lungs. I kept inhaling hoping that I would be relieved of this suffocation and I was as someone ripped the bag off, I gasped for air and it was sweet. Then I gasped again, but it wasn't for oxyen it was because I knew this man I recognized those eyes from when I was kidnaped when I was eight, I could never forget those eyes, one green and one grey as if he was blind in that eye, but I didn't care. Then I realized I was chained to the wall by my wrist. I wanted to sream, beg for my life anything, but I knew it would be useless. I strated to cry as I thought of my family and how I would miss them so, much the tears just kept coming. He strated to laugh a malevolent laugh and then he stopped abruptly and his expression changed to an apathetic and detached one. My hpoe sparked as I looked up to the small window, we must have been in the basement, and saw headlights coming toward the house, that glimmer of hope left as I realized they were just passing. So, I stated to pray, but I knew it was too late. That malevolant smile crossed his face as he raised his hand and it had a knife in it, which I noticed for the first time; at that moment I knew he was going to finish what he started nine years ago and I knew I was going to die.
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