Chadwick Prep
September 1: Kenya Welts
"Good Morning Chadwick Cheetahs!" I chimed. "This is your host, Kenya Welts celebrating with bạn on this fab Friday. One thêm week until Fall Formal which starts at 5:30 so don't be late." I paused as the theme song came on. It lasted a good 30 giây so I had time to review my lines.
It was a pleasant feeling to have everyone watching me every morning giving them their needed news update. It made me thêm được ưa chuộng which is hard to believe since I'm already so popular.
"Today's news starts with Kelly telling bạn the weather for this week, then we have Dallas reporting live from the fungus filled lockers, and last bạn have Thomas on entertainment. Looks like it is going to be a roar of a day,"
I took my mic off as the makeup crew came rushing to my side. They fixed my hair, makeup, and clothes. They had to be fast because all of it lasted somewhere around 14 minutes. I sat patiently as they they spruced me up. I was use to it but it always made me feel like the object of attention.
"Kenya," đã đưa ý kiến Mr. Kinney. He was the supervisor of the production. "Get ready because bạn are on in 5 minutes." Great, I wasn't even prepared.
"Your hair is so shiny Kenya. What is your secret?" asked an excited girl on the makeup crew.
"Shampoo!" I replied in mock surprise. "I know that girls on scholarships aren't that poor but can bạn really not be able to afford shampoo?"
"How did bạn know I was on a scholarship?" She asked shocked.
"You reek of it," I stuck up my nose for effect. The sad thing is that the girl admitted she was on a scholarship. I was just guessing but I could have looked and known for sure.
She had ugly dark brown, naturally curly hair. Her dull gray eyes made no difference with her skin which was really pale. She was short and slender. She wore Levi jeans and a graphic tee that read, "don't hate because I'm pretty". Yeah pretty ugly. I almost felt sorry for her if she hadn't worn those ugly, tan Ugg shoes. Who would have know she knew anything on makeup?
"You're back on in 5 . . 4 . . 3" Mr. Kinney started his countdown 'til I was back on the air. "2 . . 1!"
"That is all for today but don't worry, we will be back tomorrow and for the rest of the school week." I đã đưa ý kiến as I gave a wink to the camera.
"And we are OFF!" screamed Mr. Kinney. "Great job kids! See bạn tomorrow."
I got up from my chair and examined my outfit. I needed to know of anything was wrinkled. I wore a black vest over my white shirt. I bought this from Rue 21 for a great price of $65. My black skinny jeans were a Prada exclusive. It also came with a gold, hooped thắt lưng, vành đai for free which was $70. It came out as a total of $135 not including the amazing leather boots that I wore. I had to be the prettiest 7th grader there especially with my long, black hair. Usually it would be curled but I was really going for a casual look today.
"Brandy!" I yelled. "Where is my Gucci bag?" rượu mạnh, brandy Mitchell came rushing to my side carrying my bag. I snatched it from her. I rummaged through the contents 'til I found my lipgloss and eyeliner. "Those makeup artist know nothing about makeup hoặc beauty."
"I know," rượu mạnh, brandy agreed. She gave them a dirty look.
"Where are the rest of the crew?" I asked as I put the items back in my bag.
"Chelsea's arm is still broken and Teresa is busy with Brandon." rượu mạnh, brandy replied.
Chelsea Hilton was in a tragic accident yesterday that broke her arm. Teresa Santiago was suppose to be holding her up during cheerleading practice but she got distracted when her phone went off. Chelsea was at the hàng đầu, đầu trang so she came tumbling down. I swear Teresa did that on purpose. Chelsea can't even go to the Fall Formal.
Everyone is talking about the Fall Formal this year. I heard they would actually bring in acrobats for the circus theme. I would so tình yêu to be on the committee to help create the dance because I have some fab ideas.
"Guess what I overheard in the girl's bathroom," rượu mạnh, brandy said.
"Is it about me?" I asked.
"Always," She replied.
"Then proceed,"
"Well it turns out that Teresa has quit cheerleading and she is now taking pIano lessons. She has been practicing đàn piano over months now but she never would tell anyone. Her little sister Angelina was telling her friend that Teresa was taking the classes to out stage bạn when the dance comes. Teresa wants to perform in front of everyone." I gasped as rượu mạnh, brandy talked. Teresa was so sneaky!
"But why piano?" I mumbled thêm to myself then Brandy.
"Pianist make tons of money," rượu mạnh, brandy replied as she checked her fingernails. They were a bright shade of green.
"Why would she need the money? Isn't her father like a billionaire?"
"I don't know," rượu mạnh, brandy said. "But I'm going to find out."
"Who here knows anything about 9/11?" asked Mrs. Lennon. A few hand with up. "Then that will be our lesson for today."
"Get ready for a long, boring speech," whispered Teresa to Brandy. They giggled.
"9/11 was when a group of terrorist flew airplanes into both of the twin towers in New York. What made is really devastating was that there were people, tons of them, inside the building. Most of them died." Mrs. Lennon said. I flipped my phone out and the other girls mimicked
Kenya: GR8 NEWS!
Brandy: WAT?
Kenya: PRADA FLIP FLOPS ARE IN SO WEAR SOME TOMORROW WITH A PRADA SWEAT SUIT.
Teresa: AWESOME
Brandy: DON'T OWN ANY, LET'S GO cửa hàng AFTER SCHOOL.
Kenya: FAB IDEA! WE ALSO NEED 2 BUY FORMAL OUTIFITS
"Is my lesson boring bạn ladies?" Mrs. Lennon called us out. "'Cause I can stop teaching if that's the case."
"No need Mrs. Lennon!" I trying to make my dark brown eyes look pure innocent. "Although your services are unwanted and unneeded, we appreciate bạn for the effort. Not everyone was born to teach." Everyone laughed at my smart comment.
"Those who have no talent, teach," đã bình luận Brandy.
"What if they can't teach either?" Teresa asked being as transparent as possible.
"They end up alone with 12 cats." rượu mạnh, brandy replied. Some girls in the back giggled some more. It was fun to watch Mrs. Lennon's face turn bright red.
"Then bạn ladies can give me better ways to teach my class in detention Saturday!" She huffed.
"You're a hopeless cause," I mumbled under my breathe.
This is an old story which I wrote back in fourth grade. I decided to đăng lên it since I had no other use for it.
September 1: Kenya Welts
"Good Morning Chadwick Cheetahs!" I chimed. "This is your host, Kenya Welts celebrating with bạn on this fab Friday. One thêm week until Fall Formal which starts at 5:30 so don't be late." I paused as the theme song came on. It lasted a good 30 giây so I had time to review my lines.
It was a pleasant feeling to have everyone watching me every morning giving them their needed news update. It made me thêm được ưa chuộng which is hard to believe since I'm already so popular.
"Today's news starts with Kelly telling bạn the weather for this week, then we have Dallas reporting live from the fungus filled lockers, and last bạn have Thomas on entertainment. Looks like it is going to be a roar of a day,"
I took my mic off as the makeup crew came rushing to my side. They fixed my hair, makeup, and clothes. They had to be fast because all of it lasted somewhere around 14 minutes. I sat patiently as they they spruced me up. I was use to it but it always made me feel like the object of attention.
"Kenya," đã đưa ý kiến Mr. Kinney. He was the supervisor of the production. "Get ready because bạn are on in 5 minutes." Great, I wasn't even prepared.
"Your hair is so shiny Kenya. What is your secret?" asked an excited girl on the makeup crew.
"Shampoo!" I replied in mock surprise. "I know that girls on scholarships aren't that poor but can bạn really not be able to afford shampoo?"
"How did bạn know I was on a scholarship?" She asked shocked.
"You reek of it," I stuck up my nose for effect. The sad thing is that the girl admitted she was on a scholarship. I was just guessing but I could have looked and known for sure.
She had ugly dark brown, naturally curly hair. Her dull gray eyes made no difference with her skin which was really pale. She was short and slender. She wore Levi jeans and a graphic tee that read, "don't hate because I'm pretty". Yeah pretty ugly. I almost felt sorry for her if she hadn't worn those ugly, tan Ugg shoes. Who would have know she knew anything on makeup?
"You're back on in 5 . . 4 . . 3" Mr. Kinney started his countdown 'til I was back on the air. "2 . . 1!"
"That is all for today but don't worry, we will be back tomorrow and for the rest of the school week." I đã đưa ý kiến as I gave a wink to the camera.
"And we are OFF!" screamed Mr. Kinney. "Great job kids! See bạn tomorrow."
I got up from my chair and examined my outfit. I needed to know of anything was wrinkled. I wore a black vest over my white shirt. I bought this from Rue 21 for a great price of $65. My black skinny jeans were a Prada exclusive. It also came with a gold, hooped thắt lưng, vành đai for free which was $70. It came out as a total of $135 not including the amazing leather boots that I wore. I had to be the prettiest 7th grader there especially with my long, black hair. Usually it would be curled but I was really going for a casual look today.
"Brandy!" I yelled. "Where is my Gucci bag?" rượu mạnh, brandy Mitchell came rushing to my side carrying my bag. I snatched it from her. I rummaged through the contents 'til I found my lipgloss and eyeliner. "Those makeup artist know nothing about makeup hoặc beauty."
"I know," rượu mạnh, brandy agreed. She gave them a dirty look.
"Where are the rest of the crew?" I asked as I put the items back in my bag.
"Chelsea's arm is still broken and Teresa is busy with Brandon." rượu mạnh, brandy replied.
Chelsea Hilton was in a tragic accident yesterday that broke her arm. Teresa Santiago was suppose to be holding her up during cheerleading practice but she got distracted when her phone went off. Chelsea was at the hàng đầu, đầu trang so she came tumbling down. I swear Teresa did that on purpose. Chelsea can't even go to the Fall Formal.
Everyone is talking about the Fall Formal this year. I heard they would actually bring in acrobats for the circus theme. I would so tình yêu to be on the committee to help create the dance because I have some fab ideas.
"Guess what I overheard in the girl's bathroom," rượu mạnh, brandy said.
"Is it about me?" I asked.
"Always," She replied.
"Then proceed,"
"Well it turns out that Teresa has quit cheerleading and she is now taking pIano lessons. She has been practicing đàn piano over months now but she never would tell anyone. Her little sister Angelina was telling her friend that Teresa was taking the classes to out stage bạn when the dance comes. Teresa wants to perform in front of everyone." I gasped as rượu mạnh, brandy talked. Teresa was so sneaky!
"But why piano?" I mumbled thêm to myself then Brandy.
"Pianist make tons of money," rượu mạnh, brandy replied as she checked her fingernails. They were a bright shade of green.
"Why would she need the money? Isn't her father like a billionaire?"
"I don't know," rượu mạnh, brandy said. "But I'm going to find out."
"Who here knows anything about 9/11?" asked Mrs. Lennon. A few hand with up. "Then that will be our lesson for today."
"Get ready for a long, boring speech," whispered Teresa to Brandy. They giggled.
"9/11 was when a group of terrorist flew airplanes into both of the twin towers in New York. What made is really devastating was that there were people, tons of them, inside the building. Most of them died." Mrs. Lennon said. I flipped my phone out and the other girls mimicked
Kenya: GR8 NEWS!
Brandy: WAT?
Kenya: PRADA FLIP FLOPS ARE IN SO WEAR SOME TOMORROW WITH A PRADA SWEAT SUIT.
Teresa: AWESOME
Brandy: DON'T OWN ANY, LET'S GO cửa hàng AFTER SCHOOL.
Kenya: FAB IDEA! WE ALSO NEED 2 BUY FORMAL OUTIFITS
"Is my lesson boring bạn ladies?" Mrs. Lennon called us out. "'Cause I can stop teaching if that's the case."
"No need Mrs. Lennon!" I trying to make my dark brown eyes look pure innocent. "Although your services are unwanted and unneeded, we appreciate bạn for the effort. Not everyone was born to teach." Everyone laughed at my smart comment.
"Those who have no talent, teach," đã bình luận Brandy.
"What if they can't teach either?" Teresa asked being as transparent as possible.
"They end up alone with 12 cats." rượu mạnh, brandy replied. Some girls in the back giggled some more. It was fun to watch Mrs. Lennon's face turn bright red.
"Then bạn ladies can give me better ways to teach my class in detention Saturday!" She huffed.
"You're a hopeless cause," I mumbled under my breathe.
This is an old story which I wrote back in fourth grade. I decided to đăng lên it since I had no other use for it.
Nicholas suddenly slid down on one knee and asked me at age 13 will bạn marry me even with our age and mother and father would be against it I đã đưa ý kiến yes. I Elizabeth {or Lizzie for short} Catherine Cromwell will soon be Lizzie Catherine Tucker in a few short months/ There was so much to do so much to plan in fact I will make a danh sách of what I already know
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The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of người nổi tiếng turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in hiển thị business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived bởi his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived bởi his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Is it possible to fall in tình yêu with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen hoặc read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my tim, trái tim begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
hoặc logical
Though tình yêu rarely is
I can’t make my tim, trái tim stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one ngày we could share
A tình yêu that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen hoặc read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my tim, trái tim begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
hoặc logical
Though tình yêu rarely is
I can’t make my tim, trái tim stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one ngày we could share
A tình yêu that is real
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! bạn always end up like this. Maybe bạn should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face hoặc back. Not me!
Please e-mail me hoặc comment. Tell me if bạn like this segment hoặc not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! bạn always end up like this. Maybe bạn should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face hoặc back. Not me!
Please e-mail me hoặc comment. Tell me if bạn like this segment hoặc not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
i was a normal 18 năm old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( thêm like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i đã đưa ý kiến " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he đã đưa ý kiến " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he đã đưa ý kiến " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
bạn couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all bạn want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
bạn wish bạn could help them,
through the pain,
but bạn can't,
bạn can only watch,
from the sky.
bạn can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
bạn put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
bạn may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one thêm thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring bạn happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all bạn want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
bạn wish bạn could help them,
through the pain,
but bạn can't,
bạn can only watch,
from the sky.
bạn can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
bạn put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
bạn may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one thêm thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring bạn happiness and peace.