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Sad Song Part 2

natasha123 — Tue, 06 May 2008 16:41:06 +0000

okay, here is the full song! hope you like it…. its not a normal song like the chorus is in a different spot.

*Chorus*

So tired I can’t sleep

I’m slowly losing weight

what happened to the promise of tomorrow?

that promise has slipped away.

*Verse 1*

Curtains drawn tight don’t need any light

The world shuts it’s doors on me.

*Verse 2*

I make my eyes close

This is the path I chose

No turning back now.

*Repeat Chorus*

WIT Themes

natasha123 — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 09:26:46 +0000

This was due a while ago but I forgot. It is basically a review of the whole story.1. What do you think was the most important theme of the book? I think the most important theme in the story was probably Individuality vs. Conformaty. I think this because IT controlled the place Camazotz by making everyone exactly the same. Meg and Calvin are fighting him to save Charles and try to stop The dark thing from covering the whole world. 2a. What were the most memorable parts of the book? The most memorable part to me was when Meg brought Charles Wallace back from the power of IT. It shows how strong their bonds were and that Charles and Meg were very close.2b. The least? The end was the least memorable. I just didn’t like the way she ended it. She made it so nothing happened to the dark thing. That really kind of made me a bit mad……2c. What did you like? I liked the plot it held you in and didn’t let go. It made me want to keep on reading. It was different than other stories I have read. It was new and full of life. I really liked the ways she described the characters. She described really well and I could visualize them in my head.2d. Dislike? I disliked the part when they accidently transport to a 2-D planet. It was really hard to tell what she was saying. It went kind of bizerk and everything was going crazy and I didn’t know what was happening. She got me confused and I had to re read it a couple of times.

Trust

natasha123 — Sun, 23 Mar 2008 19:34:39 +0000

I was writing in my journal and then i looked over what I was writing. I realized that it was a poem. For some of you who dont believe in god or have a different god, please dont find this offensive. I took up this new idea. I think that emotions feed the writer’s soul, emotion gives everyone the passion to write. I encourage this fully!

My heart hurts

All the people I trust

Cannot be trusted

They leak out my secrets

Though I know they can’t help it.

It makes me wonder

Who can I trust?

Who will not tell the world?

There is only one

Who can keep these secrets

The tempting darkness of my life

The secrets that will give you a thirst

A thirst to tell

To betray

Whether you want to

Or not

God is the only person

In whom I can trust

To keep the secrets

That lie in my heart

There is an interesting saying. It is “I trust everyone! It is the devil inside them that I don’t trust” I think that is a perfect phrase to go along with this poem.

Judgement

natasha123 — Thu, 13 Mar 2008 17:31:12 +0000

This is a poem ( if you can call it that) about being judged. I hate it when people judge you when they don’t know you well enough!

You Choose to judge me on the clothes I wear

The music on my i-Pod

And my behavior in school

You ignore my sense of humor

My outlook on life

And my love of laughing

You judge me on the things that don’t explain me

Like the way I have my hair

Or the makeup that I wear

You ignore the facts and focus on opinions

That other people make of me

Is that really fair?

Why can’t you see

The way I really am?

It’s whats on the inside that counts

Please comment, it is just a draft but I want to make sure it is ok! So don’t be afraid to give a little constructive critism (or however you spell it!)

A……Something

natasha123 — Thu, 13 Mar 2008 17:20:55 +0000

My teacher Mr.R left school recently, I cannot say why. (One:Because I don’t know a lot about it, Two: Because its his personal matter.) Anyway, I know that some people will probably stop using their blogs because he isn’t here anymore. I know that many people have been posting like crazy since Mr.R left. I think it is because emotion really brings out the writer/poet in all of us. We all miss his randomly changing hair, his (dare i say it) funky sweater vest things, his sense of humor and his joyful presence. Mr.R would always try to make class a little more fun by doing writing activities. Most of the time he knew how to make things more interesting and how to give us a proper challenge. He taught us that learning isn’t just memorizing something from a text book and then taking a test. It is about understanding it and being able to use it later on in life. Even if we don’t use it later, education is an gift that so many people in the world can’t have.

To Mr.R: Some people cry, but my eyes are dry and I don’t know why. (i swear i did NOT do that intentionaly!!) Emotions come differently for some and that is the case for me and a few others (of whom i will not point out). We miss you terribly Mr.R! I hope that I see you in the mall just wandering around or hanging out with your family. I know I’m not the only one who wants to see you again! I wish I could wake up and find that it was all a nightmare and I will wake up and come into LA and say, “I had the weirdest

Caravan Log #2 Feb. 21, 2008

natasha123 — Mon, 25 Feb 2008 04:49:41 +0000

Today in class we had another Caravan Day.

Th five most important things I’ve learned:

Revelations continued to come to Prophet Muhammed for 23 years.
Algebra was invented by Arabs in the 9th century.
Muslims pray 5 times a day.
The Prophet Muhammed had his first revelation at 40 years.
Muslims are not permitted to eat pork because it is considered a dirty animal.

Today in class we earned 49 dirham. We moved 4 spaces

We earned one fact wisdom card. In total we have 2.

Caravan Log #1 Feb. 19, 2008

natasha123 — Mon, 25 Feb 2008 04:42:21 +0000

We are doing an Islamic simulation in Social Studies Class. We earn Dirhams (a form of arabic money) to make a pilgrimage to Mecca. Every 10 Dirhams we earn in class we move one step!

Okay. Today in Class, we had what is called a “Caravan Day” when we earn money to move closer to Mecca, and we have quiz cards (if we get an answer right we get 5 dirham) We also earn Wisdom cards, but I will explain those later.

The five most Important things I’ve learned:

Arab means “lacking of moisture”
Early Astronomers created many different instruments
Arabs were one of the first users of calligraphy
Muhammed perfected cleanliness and equality

Today we earned eight dirham. We moved no spaces.

Today we earned one fact wisdom card.

A True Story

natasha123 — Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:33:39 +0000

“He’s just on vacation right? He’s still coming back?” I cry as I hold on to my mothers torso.

“Sweety”,my mothers voice replies,”Grandpa went up to heaven.”

I refused to believe her. I was only five at the time. It was the first death I remember to this day.

I wasn’t ready to face the truth.

When we got home I made a list of things to do with my grandpa. We would play monopoly,

tell stories, color, the works! When I was done, I showed the list to my mom. She read it and

burst into tears. I sat down and was confused why she was crying. I got all quiet and started

crying as well.

It had been a month since my grandpa died. I still hadn’t realized that he was gone. I started

wondering where he was, and then one night in bed I was thinking. Why was everyone

crying all the time? He was just on vacation! ……wait a minute. He was on vacation right?

but why wasn’t he back? Where is he? He can’t be……d-d-d-dead! Please no! Then it hit me,

and it hit me hard. He died. I didn’t cry at his party like everyone else! I wouldnt stop crying for hours.

Then finally I fell asleep and dreamt of death.

The next day I didn’t cry at all, but I was really sad. I didn’t talk at all. My mom realized that I had

finally found that my Granpa died. She thought it was best to leave me alone to grieve.

Today I wish my Grandfather was still on this earth. I want to smell his warm woody smell. Sit on his lap and cuddle up to him.

I missed those experiences, I wish I could see him smile one more time.

Be As- Music Video

natasha123 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 16:53:20 +0000

Hey! You know that song that i posted? Well here is the video. It is REALLY weird guys but it is a great song. I have one more thing to say, don’t be immature and laugh when they say gay! It’s just a word.

Be As

natasha123 — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:54:43 +0000

This is an awesome song about not judging other people and trying to fit in. It is by a band called prozzak. We are reading a book called A Wrinkle in Time in LA. We were studying about people who don’t fit in. I think this fits that.

“Be As”

Julie wants to get out of town
She needs to settle down
Move to a place where no one knows her
Lisa just had to get away
Nothing could make her stay
Tired of living under cover

Everybody knows somebody trying to get free

Be as white as you want to
Be as black as you want to
Be as brown as you want to
Don’t let anybody stop you

Be as straight as you want to
Be as gay as you want to
You can wait if you want to
We all need something to hold on to

And if there is a way that you and I could both be free
Have a little understanding and we will be

Daniel moved to another school
Alliances can be cruel
When you’re alone without nobody

Michael begged Jen to take a stand
And fight for the love they had
But she’d rather deal with being lonely

Everybody’s got somebody telling them what to be

[Chorus]

And if there is a way that you and I could both be free
Have a little understanding and we will be

Na na na na na na…
And if there is a way that you and I could both be free
Have a little understanding and we will be

[Chorus]

Be as shy as you want to
Be as loud as you want to
Be as small as you want to
Don’t let anybody stop you

Be as thin as you want to
Be as fat as you want to
Be as short as you want to
We all need someone to hold on to

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