Friday, March 27, 2009

This picture demonstrates loneliness to me. The reason why is because she's all alone with her head down in her knees. She looks like she doesn't want to be bothered. She looks sad. The heart at the at the top right-hand corner symbolizes that she may be sad or hurting because of a love situation.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Interval 5

Misunderstandings can, sometimes, be funny, hurtful, or cause a lot of anger. I’ve had multiple misunderstandings throughout my dreadful life. One I will never forget was when I overheard my sister, Tiffany, talking about pregnancy with my mom.
It was on October 13, 2006, and I was in my red, comfy room browsing the internet. I was starving so I figured I was going to go get something to devour on. While I was walking out my dark room, I overheard my sister talking to my mom about pregnancy. As soon as I heard the word ‘pregnancy’, I concluded that my sister was pregnant because I’ve never heard my sister discuss that, especially with my mom.
While I was making myself something to eat, I couldn’t help but think, “ Wow ! My sister is actually pregnant ! That’s a big shocker ! ”
After I finished eating, I went back to browsing on the internet. I started to do some research on the symptoms and how to care for pregnant people. I began to help my sister with many tasks. I was nicer to her too.
This went on for a couple of weeks. Then one day, she noticed I was being too nice. She gasped, “ What’s up with you ? How come you’ve been so nice lately ? What do you want ? ”
I responded kind of mad, “ Nothing. Gosh ! So you have any big news you wanna tell me ? ”
“ Nope. Why ? ” Tiffany replied.
“ Are you kidding me ? You’re pregnant and not even gonna tell me ! I heard you talking to mom about pregnancy ! ”

“ Oh my gosh ! No, I’m not pregnant. I was talking about Kryme. She thought she was prego, but she’s not. ”
I laughed and felt bad. I gave my sister a gigantic hug and said, “ Sowwie ! ”
After all that misunderstanding, we went out to eat and couldn’t stop giggling. My gorgeous mother laughed when she heard the story.
From this misunderstanding, I learned not to come to a conclusion when I hear something. I am very happy my sister is not pregnant, but it would’ve been nice to have a nephew or niece. I guess you can say my misunderstanding was funny. What about you ? Have you ever had a funny, hurtful, or anger causing misunderstanding
?

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Kernal Essay

I was at my cousin's gray-brick house for my other cousin's amusing birthday party. My current boyfriend, Chriss, and I walked outside to fool around with the volleyball.
Then, out of nowhere, Chriss hugged me and asked, " Can I ask you a very important question ? " and of course, I nodded. " Will you go out with me ? "
I felt like my heart could just jump out of my body. I answered, " YES ! " in a heartbeat. I was so happy and excited. At that very moment, I thought, " Thank you God ! "

Monday, March 2, 2009

Family Metaphor

My Family is a Volleyball Team !

My family is a volleyball team !
My mom is the coach,
in control and always correcting us.
My sister is the setter,
everlastingly balanced and ready.
My brother is the server,
strong yet weak but also confident.
And finally I am the captain,
eternally full of courage and spirit,
basically holding the team together !

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Ba-Da-Bing !

In the zoo, I skipped up to a group of monkeys. I saw a cute, newborn baby monkey staring at me, and I thought to myself, "Awww, she's so cute ! I can't wait until I get my own baby monkey !"
In the basement of my past, my 7th birthday party flashes. Tears flow, upon seeing a stupid, scary clown. I hauled butt up the stairs to the first floor.

On the first floor of my present, hear now fans cheering. We won ! Yumm...gatorade. I skip to the second floor.

On the second floor of my future, the room is so dark. I open the drapes of my eyes. I see myself in a court of law in front of a big, powerful judge.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Pencil !


A pencil so useful yet not. My pencil helps me write what I feel like writing or when I'm doing my homework. It has multiple uses; you can write with it or erase with it. A pencil smells like wood since it is made from wood. It feels like a baby's cheek since it's very soft. It tastes like paint and wood mixed. It looks like a straw since it's long and straight. Without my pencil I wouldn't be able to do my math homework or write my thoughts down.