Due to lack of interest::
-> I will no longer be writing the stories::
-One Hope; although further chapters may be posted, all i have to do is find my note book. ^^""
-Left Alone; because I'm running out of ideas
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Batya & I will be making a story together; so stayed tune for that.
For each day left in my summer school, i will be writing a poem and posting it up. Each one will be about the wild friend(s) i have made in a boring school.
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Yea.... Um... Thats it.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Summer: 2008.
The sun shined,
In 2008,
There were rains,
In 2008.
The unforgetable summer,
In 2008,
When new friends were made,
And i felt like i belonged.
In 2008,
The summer so great,
THe friends i cannot forget,
All of this happened in the summer of 2008.
We played Marco-Polo,
Mafia,
And more,
All of it in the summer of 2008.
I will wipe my tears away,
When this summer finally ends,
The summer i cannot forget,
THe summer of 2008.
In 2008,
There were rains,
In 2008.
The unforgetable summer,
In 2008,
When new friends were made,
And i felt like i belonged.
In 2008,
The summer so great,
THe friends i cannot forget,
All of this happened in the summer of 2008.
We played Marco-Polo,
Mafia,
And more,
All of it in the summer of 2008.
I will wipe my tears away,
When this summer finally ends,
The summer i cannot forget,
THe summer of 2008.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
A Love Story<33 4
I woke up the next morning only to find my perfect outfit gone. I thought about what to do and then decided to make a new outfit. I liked my old outfit more but the clothes i had now would have to do. After a hour, i decided on a pair of low-rise flared jeans, and a blue tank. I washed my hair then curled it at the end. I then placed a single streak of blue hair into my chocolate brown hair. Placing on a pair of black flats, i walked out of the house grabbing my book bag and saying "bye" to my mom. I got my blue clip out of my bookbag and pined the streak of blue to the side of my hair. Now all i had to do, was ride the bus to school, and waltz into my classroom like i never had before.
--------------------------AT SCHHOL;Homeroom------------------
'This is it, here i come...'
I pushed open the door to room number A69. I walked to the beat of my favorite song : Irreplacable.
--------------------------AT SCHHOL;Homeroom------------------
'This is it, here i come...'
I pushed open the door to room number A69. I walked to the beat of my favorite song : Irreplacable.
'To the left, to the left, everything you own in the box to the left,
In the closet that's my stuff,
And if i bought it, then please don't touch.'
I walked to my seat and like a model student, i took out a book to read. THen i felt eyes staring at me like in my imagination, except this feeling was a lot better.Then a more mature Ronald came upto me. I knew it was him when i saw that samll scar on his chin, and his cold blue eyes, fine, i thought his blue eyes were majorly HAWT but it didn't mean a thing!!!!
"Hey, so you're the new girl, aye?"
"mm..."
"What's your name?"
"Someone you don't need to know"
"CAn i have you're number?"
"No."
"CAn i have you're address?"
"No."
"Can i SIT next to you?"
"No."
"Do i know you?"
"I don't know"
"CAn i be your boyfriend?"
"I wouldn't for an arrogant B***h like you, dude!"
"Why are you mean to meee????"
"Because!!!"
I was saved by the bell. He had sat next to me, and i was getting mad. THen a guy came up to me, and smiled.
"Hey"
"Hi," i said with a bright smile.
"So, what's your name?"
"Selena"
"My name is Harris"
"Oh.....kaayy...."
"Can i have your number?"
"Maybe..."
"Can i have your address?"
"I'll think about it."
"Can i sit in the seat next to you?"
"Sure"
"Can i be you're boyfriend?"
"Maybe"
"Do i know you?"
"Nope"
THen Derrik sat into the seat next to me.
"Yo, Derrick!" Ronald exclaimed.
"What?"
"You're one smoooth operator!"
"Shut up, Ronald. You're the one who dumped Rain! She was nice!"
"It was a dare! I didn't really love her!"
"It doesn't matter!!!"
"WEll, she's not here now. Heard she moved away."
I felt anger boil up inside of me. I asked myself the same question over and over again. I had decided. If he was going to be that way, i have a plan.......
Monday, August 4, 2008
What happens; Random
What happens when everything changes in your life??
What happens when your life springs out of control?
What happens when everything and everyone you ever loved dies? or changes forever?
What happens to your heart when everything gets torn apart?
What happens to your life, when you feel every breath slip away?
What happens when you have no joy, or even tears?
Tell me what happens, when you're life seems like a waste.
If your hurting inside, and everyone turns a blind eye.
Can someone tell me the truth,
The truth about my life.
What happens when your life springs out of control?
What happens when everything and everyone you ever loved dies? or changes forever?
What happens to your heart when everything gets torn apart?
What happens to your life, when you feel every breath slip away?
What happens when you have no joy, or even tears?
Tell me what happens, when you're life seems like a waste.
If your hurting inside, and everyone turns a blind eye.
Can someone tell me the truth,
The truth about my life.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
A Love Story<33 3
When i move back to my old school, i thought about the ways i could pretend to be different people. I wanted to make Ronald beg for my forgivness, cry at my feet, beg me! I wasn't the same now, and i still was. I had no clue who i was but i did know what i wanted. I wanted somebody to love.
------------------------------------------Later....
"Honey, we're back home, back where we belong!" my mom said a little too enthusiasticly.
"Yay... Whoopee...," i said sarcasticlly.
"Honey, aren't you glad? you get to be with your boyfriend again!"
"MOM! WE BROKE UP!" i Screamed.
My mom wouldn't let me live with the fact that i had no boyfriend. She thought that i had changed the way i look to get him back, but i didn't, i changed because i liked it. I like my new blue contacts, and i liked having long, soft brown hair. I like who i was now and my mom couldn't change my mind.
"Oh, and honey, i signed you up for Greentale High again! Isn't that great?!" My mom squealed.
"Yeah , Mom, a real blast..." i said blandly.
I wasnt excited, i only wanted my plan to work. I wanted to escape this town and back to Helena where she would be rating how cute i looked that day, or how long my hair had grown. I wanted to be with my TRU3 friend, not fake ones who only wanted to copy my homework, or copy my test.
---------------------------------------------At Home
I unpacked everything and was surprised my mom had not sold the house we lived in. All the pictures of me and Ronald were hung up around the room, and movie stars and scribbles. Then my mom knocked on the door.
"You have school tomorrow, and get ready for dinner in ten minutes."
Although i missed Helena, i was happy that i was where i was. I could gaze under the stars again, and be back with the people i know. I got ready for dinner and leapt down the stairs with joy that i had never felt before.
----------------------------------------------After Dinner
I closed my eyes and dreamt about Greentale High. I pictured myself walking into the classroom with my perfect outfit i had chosen carefully. It was a black tanktop with a pair of low-rise black jeans. And to complete the ensemble a gold belt and a black beretplaced slanted on my hair. I pictured everyone envy staring at me, and Ronald staring at me wondering why i looked so familiar to him. Everything would be perfect, all i had to do was wait for the perfect moment...
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To be continued~!
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Note to Readers:
Me and my friend Batya are making a story together. It will be called One Wish, stay tuned for a story where two girls in completely different worlds make a wish. Will they use it wisely? Will they make it a wish to benefit others? Will they wish for gold? Love? or their own happiness? Keep on waiting for the exciting story: One Wish. Each chapter will be posted differently, go to Batya's Blog for some chapters~! Her Blog: www.bethyaz-writing.blogspot.com
you are welcome to leave any type of comments, even bad ones because i want to satisfy my readers. THxx for reading! Here have a cookie! (: :)
Thxx Again<33333333
------------------------------------------Later....
"Honey, we're back home, back where we belong!" my mom said a little too enthusiasticly.
"Yay... Whoopee...," i said sarcasticlly.
"Honey, aren't you glad? you get to be with your boyfriend again!"
"MOM! WE BROKE UP!" i Screamed.
My mom wouldn't let me live with the fact that i had no boyfriend. She thought that i had changed the way i look to get him back, but i didn't, i changed because i liked it. I like my new blue contacts, and i liked having long, soft brown hair. I like who i was now and my mom couldn't change my mind.
"Oh, and honey, i signed you up for Greentale High again! Isn't that great?!" My mom squealed.
"Yeah , Mom, a real blast..." i said blandly.
I wasnt excited, i only wanted my plan to work. I wanted to escape this town and back to Helena where she would be rating how cute i looked that day, or how long my hair had grown. I wanted to be with my TRU3 friend, not fake ones who only wanted to copy my homework, or copy my test.
---------------------------------------------At Home
I unpacked everything and was surprised my mom had not sold the house we lived in. All the pictures of me and Ronald were hung up around the room, and movie stars and scribbles. Then my mom knocked on the door.
"You have school tomorrow, and get ready for dinner in ten minutes."
Although i missed Helena, i was happy that i was where i was. I could gaze under the stars again, and be back with the people i know. I got ready for dinner and leapt down the stairs with joy that i had never felt before.
----------------------------------------------After Dinner
I closed my eyes and dreamt about Greentale High. I pictured myself walking into the classroom with my perfect outfit i had chosen carefully. It was a black tanktop with a pair of low-rise black jeans. And to complete the ensemble a gold belt and a black beretplaced slanted on my hair. I pictured everyone envy staring at me, and Ronald staring at me wondering why i looked so familiar to him. Everything would be perfect, all i had to do was wait for the perfect moment...
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To be continued~!
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Note to Readers:
Me and my friend Batya are making a story together. It will be called One Wish, stay tuned for a story where two girls in completely different worlds make a wish. Will they use it wisely? Will they make it a wish to benefit others? Will they wish for gold? Love? or their own happiness? Keep on waiting for the exciting story: One Wish. Each chapter will be posted differently, go to Batya's Blog for some chapters~! Her Blog: www.bethyaz-writing.blogspot.com
you are welcome to leave any type of comments, even bad ones because i want to satisfy my readers. THxx for reading! Here have a cookie! (: :)
Thxx Again<33333333
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
A Love Story<33 2
I walked into the new school. The school that would be my second home. When i walked in, i saw people in trendy clothes, and girls and boys in pairs. It made a knot in my stomach, that kept getting tighter and tighter. THis remindesd me of the break-up. I looked around despratley for the bathroom. When i found it, the was a girl in it. She looked as beautiful and as glamorous as the other girls, and she was there crying. I bent down to talk to her and she just stared at me.
"Are you okay?"
"...."
"My name is Helena. What is your name?"
"..................."
THen she finally spoke.
"My name is Alexandra, and my boyfriend just broke up with me."
I looked at her and sighed. I understood how she felt. I was hurt enough times, i was broken up enough inside. I knew i should've seen the signs when he broke up with me. I wonder why Alexandra would be this broken up.
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That was a few years ago, i was 14 back then. Now i had to move again. Now i'm 17 and living in hell. Alexandra may have helped me be more confident, and look a lot better, but i was the same old me: Geeky. My mom had remembered the boy i had loved. The boy: Ronald. She had decided to move back there. I looked at her with disgust and i lived with it. But this time. I promised myself. That no matter what happens. I will not go straight to ronald. I twirled on strand of my brown hair and smiled. It was time for... revenge.
"Are you okay?"
"...."
"My name is Helena. What is your name?"
"..................."
THen she finally spoke.
"My name is Alexandra, and my boyfriend just broke up with me."
I looked at her and sighed. I understood how she felt. I was hurt enough times, i was broken up enough inside. I knew i should've seen the signs when he broke up with me. I wonder why Alexandra would be this broken up.
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That was a few years ago, i was 14 back then. Now i had to move again. Now i'm 17 and living in hell. Alexandra may have helped me be more confident, and look a lot better, but i was the same old me: Geeky. My mom had remembered the boy i had loved. The boy: Ronald. She had decided to move back there. I looked at her with disgust and i lived with it. But this time. I promised myself. That no matter what happens. I will not go straight to ronald. I twirled on strand of my brown hair and smiled. It was time for... revenge.
Monday, June 30, 2008
A Love Story<33
I walked towards the school. Excited, yet scared. It was in the middle of the third semester. My mom gave me a quick hug and then walked away. I was the "geeky" girl. The one who was smart. The one who always knew what the teacher was talkign about. THe one who never got anything below an "A". I didn't ask for it. It came to me. And I didnt want to go through the same torture again... And with my mom's job, i always moved around. I didnt want to be the same loser girl in the new school. In my old school, Greentale High, i lost the one i had loved.
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*FlashBack*
"It was a dare, i never loved you," Ronald said.
I had looked at his face, turned and ran. It hurt so much. The last 2 years a lie.. It was the longest time i ahd ever stayed at one school. Tears streamed down my face. I thought to myself, 'Why would he even like me? I'm just another girl. And he was the popular one. THe one girls fell head over heels for.'
My phone had rung. And when i picked it up, my mom said that we had to leave right away. I was overjoyed. My pain could be erased. I hope.
*End*
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Gomenasai!! T^T i cannot update due to me and my laziness as wel las the fact that i have school coming up and i have to prepare for school!! Gomenasai!!! X. X
stupid summer school....
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*FlashBack*
"It was a dare, i never loved you," Ronald said.
I had looked at his face, turned and ran. It hurt so much. The last 2 years a lie.. It was the longest time i ahd ever stayed at one school. Tears streamed down my face. I thought to myself, 'Why would he even like me? I'm just another girl. And he was the popular one. THe one girls fell head over heels for.'
My phone had rung. And when i picked it up, my mom said that we had to leave right away. I was overjoyed. My pain could be erased. I hope.
*End*
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Gomenasai!! T^T i cannot update due to me and my laziness as wel las the fact that i have school coming up and i have to prepare for school!! Gomenasai!!! X. X
stupid summer school....
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
All Over Again
When this year ends,
I wont care,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
When class 713 leaves,
I wont mind,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
When you're all gone,
I wont cry,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
A fresh start,
A new beggining,
All over again,
A new year,
A new start,
And a new time to learn,
A new time to make friends,
All over again<3
I wont care,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
When class 713 leaves,
I wont mind,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
When you're all gone,
I wont cry,
Its a new time to start,
All over again.
A fresh start,
A new beggining,
All over again,
A new year,
A new start,
And a new time to learn,
A new time to make friends,
All over again<3
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I Am Who I Am
I am who i am,
the one who is strong,
the one who is brave.
I am who i am,
The one who is kind,
The one who is quiet.
I am who i am,
Are you who you truely are?
Or is there a heart under,
Under all the lies,
Under all the hate?
I am who i am,
the one hurt by you,
the one who's heart is in two.
I am who i am,
I know that now,
Its time for me to stand tall,
And let the world know that,
I am who i am.
the one who is strong,
the one who is brave.
I am who i am,
The one who is kind,
The one who is quiet.
I am who i am,
Are you who you truely are?
Or is there a heart under,
Under all the lies,
Under all the hate?
I am who i am,
the one hurt by you,
the one who's heart is in two.
I am who i am,
I know that now,
Its time for me to stand tall,
And let the world know that,
I am who i am.
Monday, June 2, 2008
My Precious: Chapter one
Note from someone called Jennifer and owns this blog:
~Hii! i know i have NOT BEEN UPDATiNG! >.> and so i thought maybe i should put up a short story with only 5 chapters... (5 chapters isn't the short.. eh?) so read this for now untill i can think of something to write for the others~! thxx<3333! and now you read this story that i hate!
~Hii! i know i have NOT BEEN UPDATiNG! >.> and so i thought maybe i should put up a short story with only 5 chapters... (5 chapters isn't the short.. eh?) so read this for now untill i can think of something to write for the others~! thxx<3333! and now you read this story that i hate!
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‘Raven black hair,
Silky and soft,
Her smile bright like the sun,
Her touch soft as snow,
Her beauty,
The girl of my dreams,
Precious,
My love,
Forever.
I heard a boy recite this from outside my window. He thought I was the best thing on earth, but everyday I would go out to the yard and learn karate from my teachers. I did this secretly for my mother forbade me to do anything related to this.
“Precious, you have to brush your hair! It will get too messy and no prince will ever want to marry you!” my mother said.
“I don’t want a prince! They just want to marry us for money! They don’t truly love you! You’re lucky Ma, everything is perfect for you. Pa, loves you.” I sighed.
If only life was so easy. My twin sisters started to walk into my room. They were both beautiful. Their long black hair that swished around their waist was always smooth and silky. They were dainty and many princes have asked for their hand in marriage. They had both given a visit to the matchmaker, and it was soon time for me to go.As I got dressed in my finest silk robes, maids combed my hair carefully and adorned it with jewels. My sister, the oldest of the twins, said the jewels sparkled as brightly as my eyes and my heart was strong like gold. She always made me feel beautiful when I didn’t feel close to it. Then my sister walked into my room.
“No, no, don’t do her hair like that! Let me do her hair!” my sister commanded.
I smiled gratefully, the maids weren’t careful with my hair and when they combed my hair, it hurt. My sister took a comb and brushed it through. Then she separated my hair into different sections, then took a sparkling cord of silk and wove it into my hair. She looped one section of my hair and put it into place with a jade comb. She left the rest of my hair down, and placed some jewels in my hair. I felt as beautiful as my sister. She had slender hands and made her own clothing insisting that she wouldn’t buy anything to wear from other places. She is like a diamond, rare, beautiful, and strong.
Silky and soft,
Her smile bright like the sun,
Her touch soft as snow,
Her beauty,
The girl of my dreams,
Precious,
My love,
Forever.
I heard a boy recite this from outside my window. He thought I was the best thing on earth, but everyday I would go out to the yard and learn karate from my teachers. I did this secretly for my mother forbade me to do anything related to this.
“Precious, you have to brush your hair! It will get too messy and no prince will ever want to marry you!” my mother said.
“I don’t want a prince! They just want to marry us for money! They don’t truly love you! You’re lucky Ma, everything is perfect for you. Pa, loves you.” I sighed.
If only life was so easy. My twin sisters started to walk into my room. They were both beautiful. Their long black hair that swished around their waist was always smooth and silky. They were dainty and many princes have asked for their hand in marriage. They had both given a visit to the matchmaker, and it was soon time for me to go.As I got dressed in my finest silk robes, maids combed my hair carefully and adorned it with jewels. My sister, the oldest of the twins, said the jewels sparkled as brightly as my eyes and my heart was strong like gold. She always made me feel beautiful when I didn’t feel close to it. Then my sister walked into my room.
“No, no, don’t do her hair like that! Let me do her hair!” my sister commanded.
I smiled gratefully, the maids weren’t careful with my hair and when they combed my hair, it hurt. My sister took a comb and brushed it through. Then she separated my hair into different sections, then took a sparkling cord of silk and wove it into my hair. She looped one section of my hair and put it into place with a jade comb. She left the rest of my hair down, and placed some jewels in my hair. I felt as beautiful as my sister. She had slender hands and made her own clothing insisting that she wouldn’t buy anything to wear from other places. She is like a diamond, rare, beautiful, and strong.
“It’s time to go, little sister,” my sister whispered.
“I know, Ai,” I said.
I didn’t want to leave for another palace. ‘An arranged marriage…’ I thought. My sister seemed happy about getting married. I didn’t tell her that Ma and Pa only sent her off because her twin made us broke by wasting money. Then Ting Ting, the younger twin, walked into my room.
“I know, Ai,” I said.
I didn’t want to leave for another palace. ‘An arranged marriage…’ I thought. My sister seemed happy about getting married. I didn’t tell her that Ma and Pa only sent her off because her twin made us broke by wasting money. Then Ting Ting, the younger twin, walked into my room.
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