I wrote this poem for my daddy, for Christmas. I wrote it down on green paper, cut it out and stuck it to the envelope with a red sticky ribbon!
I haven’t thought of a title for the poem yet. So, I would love some suggestions.
Stars above their brightest,
kisses and hugs at their tightest
Sitting by an open fire,
with all the fun and laughter you’ll soon tire
With all the love from all year through…
The greatest gift of all is being given you!
I wrote this poem for anti-bullying week at my school.
Bullying MUST Stop!
Sitting down and screaming, crying and yelling OUT LOUD! Trying to make my parents proud, looking up at the sky I wish to die.
A single tear falls from my face, Do they hate, hurt, ignore and punch me because of my race?
Why does it hurt? Is there a lesson to be learnt? Why can’t they leave me alone and let me be free?
I sit in my room all alone, I feel hurt and shaken to the bone. I open my curtain and window and see the moon, I remember last spring when I was happy, not just to see the flowers bloom.
I walk down to the kitchen, and open a drawer, not wanting any more. I roll up my sleeve and make a dot. With a bright red pen.
I take a knife and push down, I felt my body fall to the ground. I hear my mother calling for me, don’t worry I’m finally free.
The stab felt like a bite; seconds later, there was no light…
Don’t go thinking that I really wanted to kill myself! I know my daddy was concerned when he first read it! He thought that his daughter needed a psychiatrist!
Poor Jumbie…
For all of you who don’t know, my daddy is the famous blog writer of JUMBIE’S WATCH. (His name is not actually Jumbie by the way!)
Daddy found him freezing in the back yard. He woke me up at around 6:00 in the morning for me to see the poor thing shivering on the cold, hard concrete outside, while it was still dark. My daddy held him with a thick mat – yet he still got pricked – and brought him inside. We put him in a box with some cat food, although I think they prefer dog food better.
I named the hedgehog Vincent. Vincent ate most of the cat food and did his business when no one was looking. (However, from the picture above, he seems to be doing them both at the same time.) We then came back into the kitchen and found that poor Vincent, not liking too much light, had climb out of the box and wandered off elsewhere.
While we were trying to look for him and get on with our daily routine at the same time, turns out that little Vincent had crept out of the box and underneath the smallest couch in the living room right next to my father’s computer desk, nearest the chair . We only found out at the end of the day where the baby hedgehog was hiding.
I’ve always wanted an unusual pet, such as: a spider (female, I hear from my R.E teacher that they live for longer.) However I’ve always wanted a pet Snake. Yes, I know what you’re thinking…’What a strange pet to have…’ ‘Won’t it be very dangerous, though, to have a snake as a pet…wondering around the house?’ Well, we won’t have a snake slithering around the house, of course.
Further more, I could never stop myself from thinking what it would be like to have a snake for a pet…So one day I asked just to see what my parents would say…
Although the answers were not what I had expected to hear, which I should have. My father told me ‘No, you’ll have to deal with too much.’ My mother said ‘No, if you want a snake you’ll have to get it for yourself. Cuz’ I ain’t gettin’ it for ya!’ She was just being silly. But, it was true. None of them wanted me to have a pet snake. Although I wanted a green snake however…and I would also call him Marvin!
Marvin The Snake!!! A good name for a snake don’t you think?!
If your sick and violently coughing up your insides, then here’s a list of things you must do…
1) Hot sugar-less tea/garlic tea. (Any would do; either you take, your tongue will drop off.)
2) Chinese Oil. (The burning sensation will suck the pain right out.)
3) Contact a doctor of the name Dr C Cullen. (Pray he's a vegetarian.)
4) Take, eat or drink what ever he says.
5) Let him take a blood sample for any tests. (Remember: Needles not necessary.)
If non of these things don’t work for you then hope a werewolf imprints on you or a vampire changes you!
Team Edward!!!! Team Jacob!!!!
Go Which Ever Team!!!! I Can’t Pick!!!!!
The six-teen year old Baby singer designed a line of nail polish colours called the One Less Lonely Girl Collection. Don’t you think it’s a bit weird that a dude would have a nail polish line?
Colours include One Less Lonely Glitter (lavender), Prized Possession Purple (grape), Give Me The First Dance (silver), Me + Blue (dark blue), OMB! (bright red), and Step 2 the Beat of My Heart (heart-shaped glitter).
Poor guy I hope he knows how wrong it looks to have a nail polish line. I know some of my friend like him a lot and would die to have anything to do with. Never mind that he’s short. Apparently, when he was performing with Wizards Of Waverly Place star Selena Gomez, he ran back stage to ask her to take her shoes of because she would be taller than him when they were both on stage together. Ha ha, luckily Selena said no and that he’ll get taller. Which he did! But still how much funnier can this guy get?
Anyways, what do you think about Justin Bieber, one of the hottest teens in Hollywood, has a Nail Polish line?
That little song bird,
up in the tree,
she flew down and she told me,
that you helped her to spread her wings
and dream.
That little song bird, nested on a rose,
as red as a rose could be,
and in all the never ending happiness,
along came a little rose bud.
But that little rose bud isn’t me.
That little rose bud bloomed and she blossomed.
But each time one of her petals fell,
she had no one to bring them back up again,
because she didn’t have you, because that little rose bud isn’t me.
The little song bird, from up in the tree,
sang to me that she couldn’t be more happy.
That little song bird, up in the tree,
flew down and told me.
That she couldn’t feel more safe,
happy or loved.
Because that little song bird, up in the tree …
That little song bird, is me.
By:
Punks.
I was on the Internet a few days ago and I ran into some Justin Bieber pictures and I thought he looked cute. And then, I found a picture of him. Look at this… not him, look at what it says underneath…
Funny huh? Well…. what do you think? I think its cute.
I also found this video from when he broke his leg on stage… take a look…
Last week, my friend Shanice and I were In PE, playing b-ball (basketball). She kicked the ball which accidentally flew into my right hand/wrist.
Immediate Pain! I didn’t know I could see stars in the daylight! (^_~)
When I came home from from school, my mom took me to A&E. They did not know if my hand was broken but I still got a cast anyway. It’s painful and I have to be fed.
It’s a pain in a lot of ways since I can’t do much. I can’t wait for the cast away!
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