ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A T-REX (grade)

SANTA:



This year I would like a pet dinosaur; specifically, a T-Rex (that part is very important to remember). Allow me to list several reasons advocating why I (a 16-year old girl) should recieve such a perfect present:

1. A dinosaur is a good defense! No one wants to mess with a girl who has a T-Rex on her side. I enjoy walking (usually alone or with the dog), so having a mighty force like a dinosaur behind me will convince my mother that I can take care of myself.

2. A dinosaur is an independent pet. Think about it- he can take care of himself while I'm at school. Being an independent animal, he'll be able to feed himself when I'm gone. Wanting an independent doesn't mean I'm lazy, but it's good to know that my T-Rex won't tie me to my home. I'll be free to go wherever I want, whenever I want, and not worry about my dinosaur.

3. A dinosaur is a good friend. T-Rexes make excellent parents, so why shouldn't they make excellent friends? (Spock concludes that this cadet's logic is sound.) People friends are great, but having a pet is something different and very special.

4. A dinosaur is an escape back to my childhood. When I was 7, the very first book I bought with my own allowance money was a second-hand picture book on T-Rex. It was, in one word, amazing. I loved that book (and it's still in my bookshelf). With the stresses of high school, having a pet dinosaur would be a great way to simply forget my homework for a while and reconnect with my inner 7-year old.

5. A dinosaur will make my 6-year old neighbor jealous. Because, really, what's the best way to get a 6-year old to be your best friend than by having something he doesn't? 'Nuff said.


I will be very happy to see my dinosaur sitting under the Christmas tree. Keep in mind he must be a T-Rex; an Apatasaurus would be a most boring dinosaur to have, almost like a big cow. T-Rex is not a cow; he is a sharp-minded, cunning, ferociously cute, toothy, all-together just totally awesome dinosaur.


THANKS SANTA.

For My People

(Creative Thinkers, Perfectionists, Procrastinators)


For creative minds,
For the perfectionists,
For the last-minute deadline-beaters.

For all those classes spent doodling,
For all the light bulbs that suddenly turn on,
For all the on-the-spot made up assignments.

For the time we’ve spent on a single image,
For the time we’ve spent to fix the minutia,
For the time we’ve wasted doing the former.

For the amazing accomplishments,
For the perfect final project,
For the odds we’ve beaten,
This is it.

Twilight...for a grade

*WARNING* Extremist thinking below.


By a broad (hugely broad, but not too off) estimation, over half the female population between 12-17 has read the Twilight series. Over half of that half are currently obsessed with the series. Over half of that half of the other half currently have an Edward poster in their bedroom, have compared their boyfriend to Edward, or have otherwise dumped their boyfriend in hopes of finding their Edward. (Again, this is an estimation; the mania could be worse.) Sadly too, many women over the age of 30 have also expressed hopes of finding their Edward. Men of America, be warned- engagement rates are about to hit an all-time low, thanks to our fictional friend Edward Cullen and his pen-mother, Stephanie Meyer.

How, oh how, could the female population possibly fall into such a perfect romance-trap? Do people really enjoy the books, or are they just conforming to what others say and not think about the actual plot? Because I can break down Meyer's game plan right here:

• Enter Bella, a girl with no aspirations, who moves in with her dad in a small town and does (in the lovely way of most Mormons, like her pen-mother) all the cooking and cleaning for him.
• Bella makes a group of friends at her new school, an amazing feat due to the fact that all she does is complain about how cold it is and how much she misses her mom.
• Enter Edward the vampire (emphasis on the VAMPIRE). Spend half the book describing how beautiful he is and how much he can't resist Bella...if that's not creepy enough, just think- who else sits outside someone's window and watches them sleep? HINT: it rhymes with -olester...and -alker...and -edifile...
• Commence several chapters and three more books of frolicking, sparkles, vampire hissy-fits, and talk about forever.
• End your book happily-ever-after no matter what. Throw in some post-marriage sex and childbirth before that, and you're on your way to playing with the big kids!

I miss new Harry Potter books. I miss Michael Crichton 6-feet under. But most of all, I miss the publishers who would take one look at a plot like Twilight's and send the author back to school...for life.

(And this is the part just for you, Ms. Falkner, where I blow my idea into the bigger picture.)

The mania over Twilight highlights some disappointing features of this generation; we have absolutely no differentiation between real life and a romance novel, we have completely lost our ability to analyze a book's plot, and our writer's have taken full advantage of this! Not only will future authors follow Meyer's example (because who could resist all that success, even if it means sacrificing plot and structure and all the basic fundamentals of writing), they already have. Go into any bookstore, and you'll find the Young Adult section is teeming with vampire romance novels...oh, for the days of Dracula and wooden stakes!

Wake up, women of America, and go read Jane Eyre.

Another 5/10

...because I have nothing to do with my pathetic excuse for a social life.

5 Things That (Already) Are Making This Week Miserable:

• The bulletin/measurement board I made for JROTC was completely decimated (like literally...the freaking coarkboard EXPLODED), and now I have to redo it...ALL. OVER. AGAIN.
• my JROTC Scrapbook/Wall Clerk partner is grounded until she's 18, so I get to do all the work now...
• I totally forgot to do my Bio homework, which brought my grade down by 2%!! I swear, Couture counts homework as tests or something...
• Geometry has completely blown my mind.
• I fear I am slowly ruining a relationship I hold dear to me...

10 Things That Just Might Get Me Through:

• Damage Control Training Fieldtrip for JROTC on Thursday = no Santamaria or Geometry
• Aldworth is God, and we have a MONTH to complete 2 outlines
• my friends are just awesome. Completely and totally....awesome.
• THE OFFICE.
• U2 music on my iPod (because I finally updated the thing...)
• there is no longer a mouse living in my closet (how I love mousetraps...)
• Halloween candy and the fact that I CANNOT crash from sugar...until the weekend
• no uniform day on Thursday, so I don't have to worry about ironing/shining shoes...
• Marksmanship on Wednesday = out of the house until 6 o'clock
• Daylight Savings. I get to ride to school IN THE SUN and ride home in the dark.

5/10 (No, not an F!)

5 Things That Made Me Miserable This Week:

• Mrs. McColly subbed for Geometry...two days in a row
• Santamaria's class was a total waste of my life
• I shot like a liberal in marksmanship
• My real dad scheduled me an appointment with a child psychiatrist and threatened to show up at school if I didn't go
• My brother vegged out on the couch all week

10 Things That Totally Rocked:

• My parents were in Dublin, Ireland, so I got a little freedom
• I got to sub in color guard, which was fun even though we didn't place
• History test was pushed back. 'Nuff said.
• OREOS IN ENGLISH
• I understand the Geometry chapter we're studying
• I watched Jurassic Park with Caroline. Much fun was had, except for the people who died
• I'm almost finished with my art project
• Surprisingly, I'm not failing French class
• I bought a new book :3
• I'm still alive

Reliance

***Yo Ms. Falkner! Grade this please!!***


In the end, the only person you can truly rely on is yourself.

At first glance, this statement proves to be plausible. We've all heard the saying "If you want the job done right, you've got to do it yourself." But if you stop to think about it, we all rely on people, every day. We rely on the bus driver to pull up to the stop on time. We rely on our teachers to...teach....us, and we rely on our friends to be there for us. We all need to rely on somebody else at some point in our life; I can't teach myself the FANBOYS comma rule, and I sure can't teach myself geometry. Reliance starts with yourself. You have to be reliable to other people in order for you to be able to rely on them. It may be hard for some, but it is necessary to first become reliable. There are times, yes, when the only person we can rely on is ourself- doing our homework, for example- but let's face it; we would all love for somebody else to do Aldworth's history outlines for us.

SO YAH

umm okay. cool. this is my blog for English class.
yah okay. enjoy Tuesday. but not as much as Monday, because there was Monday Night Football.