English Journal Entry Part 3: #25

 

I wear a mask, but I’m no superhero

Because this mask is a lesson of being a zero

I work everyday and I work every night

But people depend on me to hold their might

I’m not considered as stupid, nor as average

But I try my hardest from not becoming a savage

I’m barely recognized for all that I’ve done

Because people’s reed blocks their minds from thinking they’ve won

But you see, I’m tired, I’m tired of being rung

I’m not a bell that you ring just for fun

 

 

English Journal Entry: #33

 

“I love anime”.

 

So, I don’t really know what to talk about…. Um:

 

In you and I, there’s a new land

(angels in flight)

My sanctuary, my sanctuary yeaa

Where fears and lies melt awayyyyyyyyyy

(Music will die)

What’s left of me, what’s left of me now

 

I watch you, fast asleep

All I fear means nothing

 

In you and I there’s a new land

(Angels in flight)

My sanctuary, My sanctuary yea

Where fears and lies melt away

(Music will die)

What’s left of me, what’s left of me now

…That’s all I can really remember right about now.

 

B is for Brain ‘cause I got brain damage, I’m deranged, insane got cerebrum like a cabbage.

 

 

English Journal Entry: #35

 

I wish I could freeze time. I just got over the stress with my math benchmark and now it’s back, and with more benchmarks in the third quarter. I need more time, it’s not even a choice right now. I wish I could get everything done so I can finally have free time. So I can draw in my spear time. It’s really sad when you can’t do something you love to do because every teacher is freaking punching and smacking you with benchmarks with no breaks in between. I thought I’d be able to get a better grade on this stupid stank benchmark but I don’t think I will. I always have more work than anyone else and I always have to be the leader. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t because people never really listen to me, or leave it to me. When I get stressed and people try to help after the fact I deny them. I need the help, but I don’t trust they’ll do it. It sucks, it really sucks. 

My toes are like a dictionary

Do you need any words?

My smile is happiness

Can you smile too?

When I clap my hands its makes music

Do you want to listen?

 

-Woke up

-Pushed the snooze bar

-Dragged myself out of bed

-Hopped in the shower

-Put lotion on

-Got dressed

-Ate cereal

-Packed lunch

-Put product in hair

-Packed bag

-Got papers signed

-Drove into school with traffic

 

Industrial Revolution~ No cars! No rice krispies! No hair product!

 

These 2 routines are different because we have a lot more technology then they have back then. I was woken up with the alarm clock, probably had cleaner water in my shower, got in a car, watched some TV. If I lived back then, I probably wouldn’t have as much to do in the morning getting ready wise.

What’s different?

-location of bathroom

-would go to work not school

-lack of transportation

-no quick food

-no electricity

I wish I could be tall. I wish I could stop coughing and having a stuffy nose. I wish I could get all this work done more easily. I wish I could be home asleep. I wish I could have another chocolate bar. I wish I could write forever without my hand hurting. I wish I could change the weather to warm. I wish I could eat without getting fat. I wish I could have a puppy. I wish I could play drums. I wish I could be a marine biologist. I wish I could paint my nails neatly. I wish I could have a second chance. I wish I could everything, but most of this stuff won’t come true anyway. I wish I could write neater…

 

5/7/12

1.     Why do people create art?

I think people create art to express themselves. (Feelings, thoughts, etc.) Depending on what art means to people there are many ways people use art. Someone could be trying to tell a story, or they could also show and explain something instead of writing or talking about it.

2.     What makes art powerful?

I think art is powerful when it’s very well known when (if dance) it’s big and dramatic. It can be powerful to certain people if they can relate to it, like for music. A lot of art can be powerful if it’s done well. If the artist is confident in their work and it’s really good, it can leave a long lasting impression.

There is one Mask, South Philly Style,
worn with acceptance, not denial!
You can walk down the street, many places to go,
since you're one of a kind, it's worthy to show.

I am different, not a copy or fake,
I am something no one can remake.
I have sworn to be my own, not anything other,
the closest copy will probably be my brother.

You look around, you have many friends,
let them be THEIR SELVES, don't make pretend.
There is one mask, South Philly Style,
worn with acceptance, not denial.

Dear Leon,
I am very, very, very disappointed in you for what you did back in 1997. You don't remember, do you? You don't remember because you probably don't want to remember. Well here is a little FYI and reminder, you almost killed Ada! Yup, thats right, she is still alive... you feel salty. She was running as she tripped and flipped over a railing 40 feet high. She held on then you grabbed her hand. But you pulled a Scar and Mufasa act. You allowed her to fall, that was NOT nice! But now she is alive doing well in Raccoon City, winning, while you look stupid, hater.

Sincerely,
–Dan (#1 RE FAN)

During Spring Break of 2011, my mom planned a vacation to Universal Studios in Florida. The problem was, we were driving instead of taking of a plane. So that meant sitting in a car for about 1,000 miles. Luckily it's the 21st Century and we have a GPS. The problem was, at about the 750th mile, technology failed on us. So as we we're passing through Savannah, we hit a detour. The GPS didn't notify us of the situation, we had to get off of I-95. As we pulled off the highway, we stopped at a Bojangles Restaurant to ask for directions. While they were explaining, we were understanding about 5% of it, due to the tense, strong southern dialect. So from there we went driving around Savannah trying to find our way back to the highway so we could proceed with our trek. 300 more miles to go.

I wish I could move to Florida and leave Philly. If I were to live in Florida, I could be tan all the time and wear shorts and go swimming everyday. I wish I could make everyday summer. I would be happy all the time. I wish I could sing well because there’s times when I just want to belt out but I want it sound well. I wish I was rich so that way I could buy anything and everything I wanted and never have to worry about running out of money. I wish I could meet any famous person I wanted and be friends with them. I wish I could bring my great grandma back to life. I wish I could bring back all my family from the dead especially the ones who I was to young to realize who they were when I was little and just have one more conversation with them. I wish I could eat everything and never have to worry about calories!

“This past summer my friend”

 

This past summer my friend Briana and I have become really close. I consider her my little sister because we’re only months apart! We practically live over each others houses we go back and forth every weekend and she comes over my house every Wednesday, in the winter. In the summer it’s a whole different story its sleepovers every night, beach everyday and boardwalk every night together. If her mom is going back to Philly she stays with me. The funny thing is no matter how much time we spend together we never get annoyed with each other. All we do is laugh until we cry and our stomachs hurt. I can tell her anything and it goes for her too. We never will judge each other no matter what the situation is. She will always give me the best advice does not matter what the topic is. If I were to call her at three o'clock in the morning she would talk me through what ever I was going through. I would be so lost without her. She knows everything about me and I know everything about her. She’s not my best friend, she’s part of my family.