Nightmare.

Yikes! I had the worst nightmare ever last night! Some parts of my nightmare were so terrible because they had to do with my family dying off in weird ways. My imagination got way too carried away this time.

One of the worst things in my nightmare sounds really strange now but trust me, it was scary at the time. I dreamed that I saw a squirrel sitting on a wall in my back yard and when I looked in its mouth I saw the decapitated head of one of my dogs! One word: disturbing!

This nightmare was so severe I think because I haven't had a dream in a while so I guess all the pent up dreams built up into a gigantic nightmare! Another reason is probably because I tend to eat strange combinations of foods before I go to sleep.... Like 4 pickles and some whipped cream on a spoon, and Oreos...

Well, until next time!

Counting Before Knowing.

I bet most of you know the saying, don't count your chickens before they hatch, well technically that whole saying doesn't make any sense. For example, you wouldn't be counting chickens, you would be counting eggs, or counting chicks, also if you are counting eggs, you are probably going to get the same amount of little baby chickens as was in the egg!

Well, that is all so far I just wanted to say what I was thinking, 'till next time!

Random Poem.

Roses are red,
your eye is black and blue,
thanks for giving me flowers,
by the way I stole your shoe.

You came by my house,
at a quarter to two,
my parents were sleeping,
my sister was too.

I said go away,
you were persistent enough,
I said no thanks,
but you called my bluff.

We exchanged words,
no way I was listening,
I fell asleep twice,
I don't care if it wasn't nice.

Thank God it was morning,
time to wake up,
you were asleep on my porch,
I shoved you off.

I could not believe,
that you would not leave,
I gave you a shiner,
you thought it was minor.

I tried to reason,
with words of advice,
you don't know how hard it was, to sound partially nice,
and I said I hated you way more than just twice.

Finlay I gave up,
and said enough was enough,
Leave me alone and give me the flowers,
I have to get in and go take a shower.

Sure enough there they were,
all pretty and green,
I hid my face,
trying not to be seen.

Then I stole your shoe,
and gave it to my dog,
because I don't like flowers,
which you brought me instead.

Valentine's Day Sucks.

I hate Valentine's Day. Two days from now V-day will appear on most calenders as a big, pink heart. On my calender it is a big white scull. V-day is a day where most couples get together and do something special, and where single people wish they could do something special. Even if I wasn't single, I would still hate that day.

In my school today before the break people are walking around with roses and stuff like that, including me. Some anonymous person sent me a rose, to my dismay. Apparently this person didn't know that I hate Valentine's day, but I still appreciate the gesture.

From now on I would like people to know, I dislike V-day strongly.

In the Future.

In the future, Google will take over the world using the Google satellite. I mean, they already know where we live! I think Google will even know our medical records soon. I feel violated. I'm going to put my letter I would write to Google.



Dear Invasive People of Google,

Do you know what you are doing to the human race?! You are disrupting the youth of our nation with all of your advanced technology. Google, you are the cause of so many problems in this world. In my frustration and concentration, I have found ways you can be blamed for every natural disaster, every crime, and everything else.



So please, the privacy deprived people of this earth beg you, leave us alone! Thank you for your time Google.
Signed Nicole.

Sure, Google give us some info, but I still don't like them.

New Meat.

Yay! It seems so soon that time flies, they say when you're having fun. This school year is going by very fast so, I guess I'm having fun?! I find it hard to believe that the school year is more than half over, and that the 8th graders from middle school will be coming to this school soon. My little sister, in high school!

What a change it seems, that so long ago my teeny little sis was just getting used to the "huge" middle school, she was nervous, as we all were. Now she will be just beginning her new "teenage" life, no more "preteen".

Just as it seems life is just beginning, another old life is fading. Lost are the years where mom and dad can help with the easy math, here are the days of difficult geometry. I consider middle school as a transitional state from elementary school into the real world of high school. The transition being difficult to some, easy to others. For me it was a time of struggling with grades and home life, and beginning to lose myself in the hustle and bustle of daily life in American schools.

High school is a place of drama, drama, and more drama. "Oh, she's dating him?!" or "Ohmygosh! I can't believe she's actually wearing that!" Sometimes my day is riddled with migraines and pulsing pain because of that babble. As the year progresses for my sister in high school, I hope she figures out that, if you want to make through life, just tune out every dumb thing like that.

Well, however my sisters new high school life goes, I hope she enjoys every second of it, for these are the best years of your life and no matter how bad it seems, high school will go by too fast and you will be out in the unrelenting world with new friends and enemies. So, good luck sister. Good luck; with life, with friends, with relationships and grades. You will wave goodbye to preteen life and say hello to new teenage drama!

This post is dedicated to my sister Kala.