Snow

Snow. Snow. Snow.  Everywhere.  I love snow, its the best.  Winter is the best season out of every season and no one agrees with me.  I love being cold and I love the snow.  Rain is no fun, snow is actually fun.  you can do so many things in snow and it changes the color of outside.  In the snow, everything is white and so much better.  In the rain, everything looks the same but its rainy, so how fun is that?  Summer is okay.  If it snowed in summer, it would be the best.  If it snowed all the time, it would be the best. Snow is the best.  Ever.

Story

            As the members of the family worked together to roll the ancient carpet up, something caught all of their attention.  A small door, about the size of a manhole, was cut out in the flooring below.  “What do we do?” said one of the children.  The mother replied,

“Stay away from that, it’s probably nothing but a storage room or something.  Let’s keep going”.  So the family continued to roll the carpet up to prepare for the new incoming hard wood flooring for their new house.  All that passed through the children’s minds was what is below that door? 

“What does that door lead to?”, they asked themselves.  Moving into the new house with only a mother and two children was a quite a challenge and would take a few days.  As the family rested on a few air mattresses in a bare room that night, the children comprised a plan to sneak downstairs and open that mysterious door. 

            It was 2:43 A.M. and both children were wide awake.  Both of their hearts began to race as they crept down the rickety steps of the old house.  By the bottom step, they were questioning if seeing what was behind this door was a good idea.  What could it lead to?  What could be behind it?  Both children were hovering over top of the door.  “You open it!”

“No you!”.  So they both decided to open the door together.  They pulled in unison.  The door creaked as it opened slowly.  Nothing was visible.  It was a pitch black hole.  One of the children went and grabbed a flashlight from a box to further examine what was below this door.  “Is that a ladder?”.  It was.  There was a ladder, but neither of the two children knew how far or how long this ladder was.  It could go on forever, and they could be lost in the darkness.

“You go down first”, said the one child. 

“No you, this was your idea!”.  Neither of them could come to an agreement, so they decided to close the door and head back upstairs.  As they laid back down on the stiff air mattress, the thoughts of what could be at the bottom of the ladder puzzled them.  They both wanted to know so badly.  It was only a matter of time before they would get the courage to scale down the ladder.

            As the sun rose the next morning, the family slowly rose from their sleeping arrangements.  The unpacking started early.  Constant trips to the U-Haul truck were made in an effort to finally finish and move into this new house the family had acquired.  Every time the kids walked through the house, they couldn’t help but lay there eyes on the small door in the floor.  They wanted to know what was behind it so badly.  That night, they decided to give this another try.  Once again the two children crept down the stairs and walked over to the door.  They opened the door once again.  This time, one of the children said to the other.

“Hold the flashlight, im going down”.  So one held the flashlight as the other mingled his body into the small space.  Rung by rung the child crept down the ladder.  Finally his foot touched the ground.

“Come down here, this is cool”, said the child.  So the other child, flashlight in hand, descended the ladder.  At the bottom, both children stood in a three walled room.  Directly in front of them was another door.  The door was covered in cob webs and dust.  The one child shined his flashlight on the door.

“There’s writing on it!”, said the other boy.

Both children ran over to the door.  As the boy shined the light on the old wooden door, they both read.

“Samuels”.  That is what the door had said on it.  Both kids were confused, but intrigued to find out what was behind the door.  Suddenly, they both looked at each other.  They heard the floor creak.  It was their mother, she was awake.  Both of the kids ran back to the ladder. They climbed the ladder as fast as they could.  Both of them popped up through the floor and quickly and quietly shut the door.  As their mother came down the stairs she asked,

“What are you two doing?”

They responded, “Nothing.  We were just walking around because we couldn’t sleep”. 

She replied, “Its late lets all just go back to bed”.

As much as the children didn’t want to, they had to follow their mother’s rules.  Tomorrow would be the night that they would finally see what was behind that door.

            The day went by so slowly.  All the children could think about was what was behind that door.  Finally, the night had rolled around.  The children lay restless as they waited for their mother to fall fast asleep.  For the third night in a row, the children snuck down the stairs and back down the ladder into the dark room.  They both approached the door.  With their strength, they lifted the latch and swung the door open.  The room was empty.  After all of that suspense, the room was empty.  Samuels.  What did that mean?   Both children were disappointed.  Maybe their mother was right the whole time.  It was just a storage room.  They approached their mother and told her about the room.  She was upset about them going down there, but decided that for her own good, that she should go down there as well and see what the children were talking about.  As the mother climbed down the ladder, the children followed.  She walked into the empty room.  She explained to the children that this room was mentioned in the sale of the house.  It was an underground room that was used for extra food storage, and nothing more.  The children were disappointed. “I guess we should of just listened to her the first time”, they both said.

Thanksgiving Break

Ahhhh will this be nice.  Only two days of school next week and then Thanksgiving break.  I need a break from school right now, its pretty stressful and having some time to just relax is going to be so nice.  Im looking forward to Thanksgiving dinner for sure.  Our family gets together at my moms house and we have a huge dinner.  I eat the left overs for the next few days, which is the best part.  It never gets old.  Thanksgiving dinner is one of my favorite meals for sure.  The break and the dinner will be so nice, I cant wait.

Response

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Blah

These blogs are starting to get annoying.  I cant remember to do them. Ever. We should just stop doing them.  They were okay at first, but now they are just annoying to have to do and mine are almost always late which sucks.  We should have to do these twice a month, not once a week.  We dont even talk about them, or mention them in class anymore.  We are writing essays and other things so we shouldnt have to worry about losing points because of these blogs.  They were fun for a while, but I think its time they should go.  Sorry Mr. Potter.  Maybe im the only one, but who knows.

Response

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Ah. Cold weather finally.

Ive already wrote about this, but im going to write about it again.  I love the cold weather.  Its finally getting cold here in Ohio and im extremely excited for it to snow.  I love the snow, absolutely love it.  Best form of precipitation by far.  Rain is no fun, and hail just breaks and damages things.  Snow makes everything so much more fun.  You can do so many activities in it, and its not even like precipiation.  Just fluff coming from the sky. Ah its so amazing.  I love to dress warm and layer up.  Winter clothing is much better than summer clothing.  The only down side to winter so far is the drive through at work.  Im in a short sleeve shirt so things get trecherous.  It gets really cold especially after the sun goes down.  I think the next step is to ask my manager if she could get sweatshirts made.

Broken Blog

Hmm.  I guess this blog could be considered the broken blog.  This was supposed to be last sundays blog but I guess I exited out before I could type the security code thingy and my blog never posted.  So heres that blog, one week later.  I dont know how many points I lost, hopefully not too many, but I blame it all on my computer.  Its kind of like my dog ate my homework, but my computer ate my homework instead.  It sucks I found out so late but theres nothing I can do now.  Hopefully my computer never eats my homework again because it costs me points and thats not good.  Bad computer, bad.

Response

http://jamie-jamieelizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/10/smiled.html

This I believe

I believe that life is too precious to not live every day to its fullest.

            There is a common saying said by many people “tomorrow’s another day”.  But is there always a tomorrow?  We hope there is but that is not always true.  Many people take a lot of things for granted.  Whether it is the people in their life, how blessed they are financially, or how successful they are,  I believe the largest and most important thing commonly taken for granted is life. 

            The scary thing about life is that for many people, it is very routine.  Obviously every day is different but at night you go to bed, and the next morning you wake up and here is another day.  It is thought eventually you will pass away, but that wont be for another sixty or seventy years.  There are fragile and precious things in our life, but nothing is as fragile and precious as life itself. 

           

            A special person in my life taught me this.  My great grandfather was a man of many words.  His wisdom was unbelievable and his stories were always inspiring.  He was one of the happiest people I have ever known in my life.  No matter what was going on in his life, no matter how hard he struggled, he was happy.  He lived his life to the fullest he possibly could, and enjoyed every minute of it.  This, is why I believe in that life is too precious to not appreciate everyone in your life and to not live it to the fullest.  When my great grandfather passed away, I only had one regret.  It was that I did not get to tell him I loved him.  I just thought, eh, there will be plenty more times that I can tell him I love him.  That was not true.  He passed away before I got that chance, so I believe that you should never wait, never hold back when it comes to something you want to do, because you really never know if there will be another opportunity to do what you wanted to do.

            Though its only been 17 years, I feel like I have been through a lot in my life.  Many things do not go the way I wish they would, but I have learned to not dwell on them, and to think positively.  The difference between me and someone else, is that the phrase “Think Positively” is just constantly mentioned to them, but it has no impact on them.  It goes in one ear, and out the other and they continue to look at the glass half full.  You have to have the mindset to turn things around, and look at the bright side, and to make the best of every situation.  You cannot let things in life get you down.  Life’s a roller coaster and will always have its ups and downs.  But life is short, sometimes shorter than you may really think, and that’s why I personally believe that you should enjoy every day and live each and every minute like there will not be a tomorrow. 

           

            Life is a very precious thing.  Some people carry on through life, just moving along living an average, okay life.  Life can be anything you make it.  No matter your situation, life will be what you make of it.  It is too fragile and short to not make the best of every situation and to be positive about things.  Not every day is perfect, but why let it stay as a bad day?  Turning that bad day into a better day is a key aspect of living your life.  I know that at the end of my life I want to look back and know, that I enjoyed every single minute of it.  Life is precious, so live it to the fullest.

Response

http://yayyayboyz247.blogspot.com/2010/10/response_17.html

Running Out

Im running out of things to type about in these blogs.  I guess im just not that creative to continue to "creatively write" a blog every Sunday.  Sunday is the day I want to relax and go to bed at night, not write a blog.  Its okay though.  Well right now Im laying on this couch.  My feet are on an ottoman (automan?, attomann?) Yikes.  I dont know how to spell it.  Ive got a gatorade on this little ledge for easy access for when Im thirsty.  I still have this orange wristband on my wrist from the Haunted Forest community service I did.  Oh was that fun.  I ran around a forest in a scooby doo costume trying to scare kids.  Instead, they just told me how much they loved me and all tried to hug me.  Oh well.


Well thats enough.  Bye.

Title

This week was perfect.  Everything went well except for the fact that I worked a lot.  Work is starting to get old, especially long hours after school, but I guess I have to make money some how.  The day just seems like it goes on forever, because I start at 6:30 and dont catch much of a break until around 8.  

Besides dreading work, im looking forward to a short week next week.  Late arrival with early release will make for a nice short day. 

Im glad this week went the way it did.  I havent been this happy in a while and it feels good.  I hope things stay the way they are, because I like them this way.   

Its time to sleep now though.

Response

http://mrpottersclassroomblog.blogspot.com/

Cold Weather

I love cold weather.  I hate warm weather and love cold weather.  If I could choose any type of clothes to wear, it would be jeans and a sweatshirt.  You cant definitly cant wear that in warm weather.  I love the cold and how it feels.  Im always much more comfortable in the cold.  In hot weather, youre hot and nasty, but in the cold youre just comfortable and warm.  I love being outside in cold weather, just walking around and doing things, its the best.  Cold weather also means snow and i love snow.  Snow is the best type of precipitation by far.  You can do so many things in snow.  You can play in it, walk in it, run in it, enjoy life in it.  In rain you cant because when it rains it just isnt fun.  You dont want to go outside or walk around.  But in the snow you do.  You can do so many more activities in snow than in rain.  You definitly cant do anything in hail, and acid rain would make you melt.  I think thats all forms of precipitation.  So snow is the best type of precipitation, and snow only comes when its cold out.  So cold weather is the best.

Sleep

Sleep is the best thing ever.  When I was younger, I never wanted to sleep. I always wanted it to be day time and I hated going to bed.  Now, I cherish every moment of sleeping.  When its time to wake up, I hate it and dont want to.  I sleep all the time now.  Go to bed early and take naps.  Its great.  The more sleep the better.   In order for me to sleep, it has to be pitch black in the room, or I cant sleep.  I also have to have a fan.  Not to blow on me but to make noise.  It cant be the tv, it has to be a fan.  I can almost never sleep with the tv on because when I try to, i listen to the show and basically watch it without actually watching it, and never go to sleep.  And the screen lights up the room so that makes me not sleep either.  It has to be cold in the room too. I cant sleep if its too hot.  I never get under the sheets either.  Never have never will.  Only the comforter.  That should be enough for this blog, so now guess what i can do? Sleep!

Response

http://kimdiddle.blogspot.com/

Yargh

I have a headache.  A bad one, and cant really focus at all right now.  I plan on going to bed after this blog because my bed time is 8:30 and my parents are SuP3R m4D that im up right now doing homework.

Not really.  But today is national pirate day for those who didnt know.  Yup, September 19.  Youre supposed to act and talk like a pirate all day but I dont think anyone did, atleast I didnt.  If Pirates like to go to sleep early because theyre tired, have a headache, and would not enjoy writing a blog at the time, then I would make a great pirate, I really would.

I still have homework, but right now, sleep>homework.  I procrastinate really badly.  Mostly everything I do, I put off until the latest I can.  This is such a bad thing to do and I hate when I do it.  Ill probably need to fix that before college because im sure procrastinating there wont work to well.  Just like trying to sleep with a headache wont either.  Well I guess Ill try to get some sleep, but ill probably be really tired in class tomorrow because I wont end up sleeping too well.

Bye.

Response

http://kimdiddle.blogspot.com/

First post?

My first post on blogger.com.  What am I supposed to write about?  Mr. Potter says to just write, for thirty minutes about whatever.

For some reason my picture on this website is not showing up so I need to fix that after I get done typing this blog.  But, this weekend was for the most part a good weekend.  I had work Friday and Saturday and went out to the lake on Sunday which was nice to get away.  On Saturday at work, I stapled my finger with a staple gun, and Kim Diddle laughed at me.  That's not nice Kim! I also lost my name tag, but for some reason it was stuck to a pole above my head. Not sure why but that's where it was.  I was supposedly supposed to take the ACT that morning, but when I woke up at 7 and checked my phone, I had a text from my mom saying, "Sorry your'e taking the one in October not this one; Go back to sleep".  Well thanks Mom for the last minute update.  I'm pretty good at going back to sleep after I wake up so that wasn't an issue.  But the day went by and by night we were on our way out to the lake. 

Sunday was a really nice day out on the lake.  Sunny, but there was a breeze and was just a nice day all around.  The water was extremely cold, but I guess you get used to it after a while; or that's just what my dad kept telling me.  I got hungry after being out on the water, so Subway it was!  Five dollar foot long all day every day.  It was soon time to go home, and now I'm sitting here, typing this blog.  But its been 30 minutes now, and I'm tired, so I think I'll stop now.