12/20-12/24 What? Love?

What is love? According to Google, love is a strong positive emotion of regard and affection. I guess that is legit. I remember watching The Notebook a couple years ago. These two people were madly in love but they were young. The girl’s father said that they don’t know what love is. According to Google though, love is a strong…blah blah blah. Well, I think people have different definitions of love. Some people don’t believe in love, while others think that love is the only reason why people exist. To me love is a feeling you get when you like someone as more than just friends. It’s when you can trust someone, respect someone, care for someone and never regret anything. Love is definitely when you trust someone with your heart. You trust them to never drop it and break it. Love is a very powerful word. I don’t say it unless I mean it. I actually think that someone can love more than one person as more than a friend. I know that’s like against the love code or whatever, but when you really think about it, there is always that one person that treats you better than the person before. I’ll do an example if that didn’t make sense. Let’s say that I had a boyfriend, which I do. His name is Tommy. Alright, now let’s just say that I meet this guy Brad or something like that. Brad and I hang out and become best friends. Then again we kind of like each other more than just friends, but I’m still with Tommy. See, this is what I mean. You can be with someone, and fall in love with someone else. It doesn’t mean that you grew bored of the person, maybe Brad just made me feel more special than Tommy did. This is kind of weird. Anyways, don’t have Google define the meaning of love. I believe it’s up to the person to think what love is really like and how it really feels.

12/20-12/24 The Herter's.

Hmmm….I’m thinking about writing about my family. I was born into a HUGE family. I have five brothers and two sisters. Mainly I only have four brothers and two sisters. My oldest brothers passed away when he was only fourteen from Muscular Dystrophy. I never knew him. Michael is the next oldest. He is twenty-eight…I think…and has a wife and two daughters. They will be having a son soon. I’m so excited. Lol. Brian doesn’t really have a life. He’s twenty-six…I think…and lives with our Unky. Unky really stands for uncle, but I’ve always called my Uncle Andy, Unky since I could talk. Anyways, Sara is now twenty-one and she also has no life. She’s also always getting crunk…so yea, point made. Mono will be nineteen soon. He’s actually doing something with his life. He wants to be a music teacher which I think is really cool. He was always the music type. Markus will be graduating this year. He is becoming a pharmacist…I think…Finally, this is where I come in. I’m a junior if people didn’t know that. I’m number seven in this family. I want to become an author and I actually want to do something with my life. Crystal is number eight. She is a freshman this year. I do believe she wants to be a math teacher because she is so good at it. Seriously, she kicks my butt at math and I’m older than her. I was raised by my father Michael and…um…her…Karen. Karen left in the beginning of this year…blah blah blah. My dad on the other hand, is the best person I have ever met in my life. He is handsome, cuddly, hilarious, loving and he is single. Lol. He seriously is the most caring and bravest person in the world. The moment someone meets him they fall in love with his personality. No one hates my father. It’s not possible. But anyways, that’s my family. I hate them sometimes, but I can’t live without them.

12/20-12/24 BFFLS!!

For my first random blog I will write about my best friend. It’s pretty obvious who she is, Caitlin Whelchel. I remember when I first talked to her. It was back in sixth grade. We were both friends with this evil girl. I won’t name names. Anyways, the evil girl was talking about Caitlin behind her back. I didn’t want that happening because I actually care about people’s feelings. I told Caitlin what she was saying and from there Cait and I became besties. She invited me to her birthday party. We started talking and starting freshman year that’s when we became lovers. Lol….just kidding. But seriously, my house became her home since her house kind of burned down. She was going through some rough times and I took her in as if she was my own sister or whatever. She slept over almost like every day and we legitimately became inseparable. I was able to trust her with everything I said to her. If I didn’t want her telling someone what I have said, she would listen to me. When I was having problems with my family earlier this year she was there for me. It makes me happy knowing that she will always be there for me. We have fought a lot, but we always make up. I also learn some things from being friends with her. I forget sometimes how rude I can be. Recently I called her something bad and I really regret calling her that. It really hurt her and at first I just thought she was over reacting, but in the end it really hurt her because I didn’t feel it from the side that she was on…if that makes sense. I also remembered that evil girl saying that she wanted to give Cait a makeover. I stepped in and told Cait face to face that she was gorgeous just the way she is. I don’t want her to change at all because I love her and nothing will ever change that.

12/13-12/17 Thank you.

I’ve learned a lot about myself as a writer while taking this class. I’m not as creative as I thought I was when it came to the blogs or coming up with different articles for the Bulldog. It was hard trying to come up with non-violent stuff to write about because that’s what I normally write about when it comes to my stories. My writing process is the same with pretty much the way I write my stories. I just write. I don’t plan anything. If I do plan on what I’m going to write it won’t be as creative. I don’t know why I think that, but it just happens. I like to write about my life, music or violent stuff. My life is pretty interesting when you get to know me. I love music and the type of music I listen to describes my life. The way my life has been the past 16 years got me interested in violent stuff if that makes sense. I don’t like writing about stuff that doesn’t have to do with the stuff I like. Plenty of the blogs I hated because they were stupid. No offense Mr. Currin, but I just hated the ones that we had to write about someone else. I’m more into insulting people than complimenting them. When it came to Nate Bailey and Nate Zobrest’s blogs I really just wanted to say stuff that wasn’t appropriate. But anyways, this class has really changed my ways of writing. I’ve learned a lot with the titles of things. Like whether they need to be italicized or put in quotes or whatever. I really didn’t know anything about that. I’ve really enjoyed this class mainly because of you, Mr. Currin. You’ve made this class fun and I wish I could take it again. You’ve helped me with my writing skills.

12/13-12/17 I am Beautiful.

According to Google, beauty is the qualities that give pleasure to the senses. I somewhat agree to that. Beauty is pleasurable, and I don’t mean that in a sexual way. I mean in a good way. Beauty is good. Beauty is better than ugliness. When I look at a person I don’t judge them on looks. I judge them on how they treat me as a human being. If someone treats someone as if they were some piece of trash I categorize that person as an ugly human being. They are ugly on the inside and on the outside. If someone treats a person as if they really matter in the world they are beautiful. I know some ugly people and I know some beautiful people. My sister is beautiful because she is innocent. She respects every single person that she meets and she doesn’t judge a single person. If she meets someone that disrespects her she finds them ugly. I know a lot of ugly people. I won’t name names, but I will talk about them right now. I know this one person who disrespects every single person he talks to. If I was having a bad day he wouldn’t care. He would just make my day worse by telling me something that I didn’t want to know or he would just say the most ridiculous stuff just to hurt me even more. He is ugly. Another person who I find ugly is someone who mostly ruined my life. I couldn’t be happy with her around. She is the ugliest person alive right now. I am beautiful. I tell the truth. I don’t judge people unlike her. It hurts to see that there are more than some ugly people in my life. There are ugly people everywhere. People should be beautiful. This world should be beautiful, but it’s not.

12/13-12/17 love ♥

One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII by: Pablo Neruda

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,  

or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:  

I love you as one loves certain obscure things,  

secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries  

the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,  

and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose  

from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,  

I love you directly without problems or pride:

I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,

except in this form in which I am not nor are you,  

so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,  

so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

I like this poem because how it expresses one love towards someone else. It’s so specific on how she loves this certain person. My favorite line is “I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” That one really explains how I love people or things. I don’t understand why I love them I just do. I don’t understand love in the first place. Is it a feeling? Is it something you do? I don’t get it. To tell you the truth I have my own definition of love rather than googling it and what not. I figured it out on my own. People have different feelings with love and some people take love seriously others don’t. Love is serious to me. I’ve been hurt a lot in my life by my loved ones. If you do hurt me I don’t love you anymore.  Love is a strong word so I don’t say it if I don’t mean it. I like this poem because the person means it. They express themself as if they were in love. It makes me feel happy when I read it and I really need that happiness right now.

12/6-12-10 This is stupid.

One Sunday afternoon I decided to sit outside my house and listen to the birds chirp. Yea, I listen to the birds chirp, don’t hate.  I then knew I was going to regret that the moment this small gnome came over to me and started to talk. I sighed angrily as he started to talk about what was really going on in the world. To tell you the truth I could really care less about the earth and what is going on in it. I zoned out and nodded my head as if I was listening. It’s what I do when I don’t really want to listen. I looked at the red pointy hat that was the size of his small little body. His plaid shirt was tucked into his brown shorts. But his beard covered most of that. He continued to talk about the problems in his life and what Mrs. Horton really did when Mr. Horton left the house for work. I rolled my eyes and sighed out loud yet he still didn’t leave. I got up from the porch and went behind my house. He followed me. I went into to my garden shed and tried to find something that would get rid of the damn gnome. First of all I was a little creeped out because gnomes aren’t supposed to talk. Second of all, they shouldn’t be moving. Third of all, well I was just totally annoyed. I looked behind my lawn mower and grabbed the sludge hammer that was hanging on the wall. I turned around and raised the sludge hammer and brought it down hard, smashing the gnome in millions of pieces. There…that’s my blog about that gnome. That is the last time I blog about a gnome.

12/6-12-10 The floor is hot lava!

I grew up with a lot of siblings. We have very different imaginations and what not. When we played games or if we ever made up games they would be very weird. When Pinky and Nate said that the floor was hot lava yesterday during class that really brought memories back from my childhood. Markus, Mono and I would always play that game when we were little. If we wanted to go from one place to another we had to use blankets or pillows and lay them on the floor and use them as stones or something like that. It was really funny because Mono would sometimes cheat and say that he has his lava resistant boots on. The rules were to not step on the ground or else you would die. Lol. We would play this for hours and the moment someone forgot that we were even playing, we would start over. I remember dad coming out of his room and being so mad because there would stuff all over the floor that he just cleaned. Another game we played was hide and go seek in the dark. We would play either inside or outside. Inside was funny because I was so bad at playing. I went into the bathroom to hide and I went to hide behind the door and all crystal heard was the squeaking of the door. I started to laugh really loud and Crystal was like, “Well I know where Katie is…” I couldn’t stop laughing. I love playing little games like that. It was definitely the highlight of my childhood.

12/6-12-10 Tommy Pickles ♥

My favorite childhood television show would have to be either Catdog or Rugrats or perhaps Ed, Edd n’ Eddy.  It’s hard to choose because I loved every one of these shows and I watched them every single day. Catdog was usually the first thing I watched in the morning. I actually laughed at the stupid-ness of Dog. They canceled that show though, and that made me really sad because I was in love with it. Rugrats was definitely the cutest show I’ve ever seen. I just remember Tommy Pickles saying, “A baby’s gotta do what a baby’s gotta do.” My favorite character from that show was Chuckie. I loved him so much. Lol. I can remember all the episodes. I used to wake up so early in the morning and watch it. I was a nerd for that show. Another show that I just completely love is Ed, Edd n’ Eddy.  That show was so damn funny. I would laugh out loud whenever I watched it. I still watch this show actually when it’s on. I love the jawbreakers that they would just die for in the show. Whenever I went out with my dad when I was little I would beg him to buy jawbreakers so I could be just like Ed, Edd and Eddy. I thought that my cheek would be that huge like how theirs were in the show. When they put the jawbreaker in their mouth their cheek would be huge! I always wished that mine would be just like that. Haha. I love memories.