Hey there life, its been a while.0

Okay.
Hi.
i’m bored.
ummmm tony’s arguing with a robot.
i got a new header!
i got a part in the play.
i wrote a speech.
i went to the boardwalk.
im being random.
kay. bye.

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Proudest Moment Essay2

Proudest Moments Essay

My proudest moment was when I was 9 years old. It was the first day I had been back to horseback riding lessons since I was 6 years old. I had stopped riding when I was six because my horse had thrown me off, the winter was pretty harsh on my asthma, and my riding instructor told me I needed to take a break. So when my grandmother offered to pay for new lessons for me I was thrilled and I took up the chance right away.

When I started horseback riding I was only 5 years old, and I went to the lessons everyday with my best friend Lexi. Lexi was much better than me, and owned her own horse. I was always a little jealous of her mainly because she could jump, canter, and trot and in the year I had been taking lessons, I was still only allowed to trot. I wasn’t scared at all. Despite my being shy when I was younger, I always took chances and wanted to do new things when it came to riding horses.

But one day it all went bad. I wasn’t riding my usual horse Charmer, and the instructor had put me on Lexi’s usual horse Star. I had never ridden another horse but Charmer before and I certainly wasn’t going to be used to Star. It was bitterly cold that day and snow had covered the ground. I could barely feel my fingers, when Star was spooked and took off cantering down the ring and I was thrown off. My back ached, my face and fingers were frozen, and I was crying really hard. My instructor told me and my dad that she thought it was probably time for a break, and I should try coming back in the spring.

Spring and summer came and passed many times, and my dad never renewed my lesson. 3 years would come to pass and I started my lessons up again. After losing all my knowledge, I was now cantering, jumping, and still trotting to my dismay but I was back on the horse and better than ever. I was really proud when my new instructor would give me ribbons after a day well done. I now actually still have a few from when I was younger and they’re all pretty cool.

I’ve stopped horseback riding all together now, but there are still days when I want to get back on the saddle. Who knows? Maybe I will in the future. The memories and lessons I learned from when I was younger and doing horseback riding lessons will stay with me for a while.

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Middle School Achievements Essay0

My Middle School Accomplishment

This year, I accomplished a goal I’ve had since the 3^rd grade. My goal was to make A or B honor roll for the entire year. The year may not be over yet, but this is the farthest I’ve ever come for it. This is the first time I’ve ever made it, and I’m really proud of myself. It took a lot of work and effort and it’s really cool that after 6 years of trying I’ve finally done it.

I got my first honor roll in the 3^rd grade. All year’s prior, I got “o’s and e’s” like all the younger grades do. This was the first year I would be getting number grades. When the first report card came out, we were all excited to see who had made the honor roll. I didn’t open up the manila envelope until I got on the bus because I was so nervous. I’ve always been a little nerdy like that. When I finally opened it up, I was shocked at what I saw. All A honor roll! It was pretty amazing for it being my first time. I remember telling my family and them all being so proud. I never wanted to go back to not having honor roll… but of course I didn’t get it sometimes.

In 4^th and 5^th grade I didn’t at all. I was disappointed, but after that point, I had lost interest in trying too hard.  My will for striving after it faded, and when 6^th grade came around I didn’t expect to get it at all. I surprised myself when I did get it, and I tried a little harder. I ended up making B honor roll twice in 6^th grade. My grades started slipping again midway throughout the year. I think it’s because I ended a few relationships with my friends and that became my main focus, not my grades. This is probably the same case I had in 7^th grade too, despite the fact my grades were a little better then than they were the year before.

When I switched schools in 8^th grade, I was much happier. I made plenty of friends, and when I wasn’t even trying, honor roll for the entire year. Switching schools again now mixed me up a little, and probably my grades too. Even though this is the case, I have faith in myself that I’ll be able to make my goal which was to keep A or B honor roll for an entire year. I’m happier, and I try much harder in school then I used too.

My tips to anyone who ever wants to get honor roll is this;

• Just keep your mind focused on it, but not too hard.
• Don’t focus too hard on social issues
• Don’t worry too hard about getting it
• Don’t stress out if you don’t. Maybe you’ll get it next time.

This may not work for everybody but it worked for me. I hope it works for you too if you try out these tips. I’m proud of myself for accomplishing this goal.

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Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo— UPDATE ;D0

Okay… I’m bored and on a sugar high.

SO!!! Random things about me.

* I love, love, love mylifeisaverage.com. It’s my life. Does that mean my life is average? I think so :0

* Random :0 faces are my favorite things in the world. I over use them.

* I’m auditioning for drama club! ‘-’ isn’t that cool? I think it is. Still have to find a song…

* I got my dress for semi-formal. It’s pretty(: Royal purple tube dress, bow tie around the waist, 3 tiers down the side, and leaf thinger in the front.

I’m bored with this… (:

love and rockets,

~ Georgia

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“Airhead” Book Review0

Airhead

Meg Cabot

Airhead is a science fiction teenage novel about a regular, feminist girl, who in the blink of an eye has her whole world change. Emerson Watts is a senior in high school, where preps, jocks, and cheerleaders rule. Em is far from being in any one of those groups, and she has no desire to be in them. Em likes playing video games with her best friend Christopher, not hanging out with the “Walking Dead” as she refers to the popular kids. When Em’s mother forces her to take her little sister to the grand opening of Stark Megastore, a store that has legions of violent protesters sure to be there, everything goes wrong. First, a riot breaks lose, paintball gunshots are fired, and now a flat screen TV hanging in the air is dangling by its last thread threatening to fall any second. Next, her little sister Frida is pushing through the crowd to get an autograph from the famous super model Nikki Howard right underneath the television. Finally, Em shoves Frida out of the way in the last second before the television falls, crushing Em to her death…

… Or so we thought. Em wakes up in a strange hospital room, surrounded by strange people, and speaking with a strange voice. She goes in and out of consciousness, and she realizes that her hand looks strange. It’s thin, pretty, and pale… her hands are usually grubby and tanner… all these things seem strange to Em. What is going on? One night, two “doctors” came in wheeling Em out of the hospital as quick as possible. Em soon finds out these people aren’t doctors at all. They’re Nikki Howard’s two best friends, Lulu Collins and Brandon Stark. Em is confused and afraid and can’t understand why they keep calling her Nikki. She keeps insisting she’s just Em Watts, and starts screaming when they tell her she’s Nikki Howard. When the limo driver turns the mirror, Em looks at her reflection. Instead of the face of Em Watts, she sees Nikki Howard’s blinking back at her.

Whirlwinds of crazy events start to happen before Em realizes what’s going on. Em Watt’s is dead and gone… but her brain was transplanted in Nikki Howard’s body. Em doesn’t want to be in this body, or live the life of a super model. Worst of all, she can’t tell anybody about what’s going on, or else her parents will be in violation of a billion dollar lawsuit. So Em must go on pretending to be Nikki. Her taste buds are changing (she no longer likes junk food) as well as her ability to work out (she can run faster and actually enjoys it now.) and just the way she lives her life.  It’s a confusing, twisted, puzzling story that all makes so much sense in the end. Will Em ever get her old life back?

The main characters in the story are Em Watts, Christopher, Lulu Collins, and Brandon Stark. Nikki Howard isn’t really a character in the book, as much as she is mentioned. Em is the main character who goes through all the crazy things in the story. She’s the one pursuing life as Nikki Howard, against her will, in the story. Christopher was Em’s best friend, and after “Nikki Howard” (really Em) transfers into Em’s old high school. Em, in the body of Nikki, desperately tries to re-befriend Christopher, but at first he wants nothing to do with her. When she finally does, she notices that on Christopher’s bed post, he has a picture of her. Not Nikki. Em. That’s when she realized that Christopher (who she had a crush on when she was still Em) liked her all along. Lulu is Nikki’s ditsy, airhead roommate and best friend. Lulu swears that Nikki is suffering from amnesia because she was captured by Al Qaeda. Em doesn’t like her at first, but then she gets used to her, and likes her more at the end of the novel. Brandon Stark was Nikki’s on-again off-again boyfriend. He is known in the story for trying to keep the relationship going, even though Em is against it at first.

The book is rather drawn out and at times very confusing. It was complicated, and shows that the fashion world isn’t as glamorous as it seems to be. Of course, a brain transplant can’t actually happen, but once you get past that, it makes more sense. You can’t take it to seriously though. There are elaborate twists, turns, and hints sprinkled throughout the book about things that all piece together in the end. It is also very good though. I really enjoyed this novel, and I went on to read the sequel “Being Nikki”, which like the first book, was very good and now I am eagerly anticipating to get the last book in the series “Runaway”. If you like books that make you think, have glamour and mystery, and leave you thinking what’s going to happen next, this is a great choice. I loved this book and know anyone else who reads it will love it too.

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Poetry by meee.0

I like writing poetry.

Call me a nerd, but whatever. I do.

I actually have a book where I write them.

But as for now… ahehem… a poem (:

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Perfection is something

That isn’t real

Yet we find ourselves looking

for bigger, better deals.

We live in a world

where everyone hides

behind masks, invisibility

and this “perfection” lie

No one is perfect

It’s just a silly story

Based from movies, and books,

and Hollywood Glory

If you spend too much time

Searching for what will never be found

You miss out on the great things

You already had around.

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No title yet.

But I like it.

~ Georgia

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Feedback on my first week.0

In Hollywood, movies and books and shows paint out the stereotypical image of what they think happens when your a new kid. It starts out that they are never happy to be there, cut to a scene where there sitting alone at lunch, the bully steals their money and picks on them, and no one likes them. I’d like to point out that this is rarely the case. I would know. I’ve been to 7 different schools in my life. And let me be the first to say– this has never once happened to me.

This week was my first week at Mariner Middle School. I’m liking it pretty well, the teachers are nice and so are the kids. I haven’t sat alone at a lunch table, I like being here, and let’s all be honest here ; has anyone ever seen a bully stealing lunch money? I never have.

The only part of being here I don’t really like is how gruelingly long the classes are. At my old school, classes were from 8 a.m. to 2:55 p.m. Each class was an hour, and then you moved to the next. Periods 1-6 were in order everyday and nothing ever switched. You could sit wherever you wanted at lunch as long as you were in a seat. I arrived at Mariner expecting the same. And well… it seemed like the Twilight Zone at first.

The day ends at 3:30, which, ok, is fine. Just not what I’m used to. The periods go backwards everyday which was a little confusing. I remember thinking “wait… what?” when I first found out. As for lunch, you have to sit with your class which was a little weird to me at first… but its all ok. I’m fine. No worries.

Oh yeah. I have to take the state tests again.

All a few minor setbacks, but its cool. There’s a dance coming up theres a 99% chance that I’m going too, and a field trip to D.C.

So you know what? I’m going to like it here.

~ Georgia

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Hi :D0

My name is Georgia. I’m 14, and I’m in the 8th grade.

I do pretty well with writing, minus the fact that I can be insanely lazy with capitalization, punctuation, and etc.

I’m pretty shy at first, if I don’t know you yet, but that’s only because I don’t know what to say. I’m actually for the most part outgoing when you get to know me. I had a lot of my friends at my old school, but starting over again has kind of just followed me everywhere in life. I’ve been to seven different schools since pre-k. All with pretty mixed results of what people think about me.

To be honest, I’m just your basic dorky, funny, random, strange, stubborn teenager. And you want to know a secret? I’m not ashamed of being that way.

If I’ve learned anything in my life, I guess its this. People will judge you, hate you, love you, ignore you, try to control you, or want nothing to do with you. But only you can be you. And that’s enough for now?

~ Georgia Shenk

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