Sunday, April 27, 2014

Leaving Home

Looking back at my home

Through the car window

All the good times escape

When we get farther away

To leave it all behind

I cant bare to believe

I need to let it go

All the sorrow and despair

When i left past the border line

I couldn't  help to think

All the good times we shared

You & I

To leave you behind

I feel like a traitor

Looking back at my home

Looking back at my home

I feel like s traitor

To leave you behind

You & I

All the good times we shared

I couldn't help to think

When I left past the border line

All the sorrow and despair

I need to let go

I couldn't bare to believe

to leave it all behind

When we get farther away

All the good times escape

Through the car window

Looking back at my home

Butterfly Circus

The Butterfly Circus, a short film, takes place during the Great Depression. Families that are facing much adversity and have no hope learn that the Butterfly Circus brings hope when none is left. Will, a limb less man, feels like he is worthless because he has no arms or legs. he was made fun of when he was in the Carnival Sideshow. Many people cam just to see "a man, if you can even call he that,that GOD himself turned his back upon" and laugh. Despair hung the air like meat on a chain in that show. Will finally meets the showman of the Butterfly Circus and finds out that they treat everyone the same.he is filled with perseverance and finally realizes that he is a man that can do anything someone else can do, even swimming.

Will's definition of himself changes the way he acts around others and the way he acts to himself. He thinks he is a man that none cares about and cant even do anything. A showman meets Will and teaches him that just because he looks different on the outside, doesn't make him much different than anyone else. Will even finds out that he can swim. He swims to the top of pond when he fell in. He then becomes part of the Butterfly Circus and jumps off a platform that was 50 feet in the air into a pool of water.

We can all change the definition of ourselves. I can change by believing anything is possible. I believe that just because i get a B or another lower grade i'm already a failure. i can change that by believing that anything is possible and just because its not the best i can do better next time.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Slice Of lIfe- Soccer in the rain

On Saturday I had a soccer game in Reston. It was SOPPOSE to be really sunny but instead we got the pouring rain.......and the game was still on. So anyway we won 2-1 to a team that USE to be UNDEAFETED until we came along :-) the rain started out as a light drizzle but it seemed like every time we passed the rain just got harder. So by the end of the game, I was soaked, STARVING, tired, and REALLY REALLY COLD!!!!!! :-( So when I got home I took a shower, got into my PJ's and ate cheese dip and had a cup of hot coca. YUMMY:-). That was the BEST soccer game EVERY!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, March 20, 2014


Spring is like a new year
People are like "OMG ITS FINALY HERE"
Rain is all gone, gone, gone, gone
New flowers
Good days....

Rest, more sleep
Eat ice cream
Ants are like little flowers, EVERYWHERE!!!
Kids are screaming and yelling

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Slice of life- Spanish binder check

On Friday we had a Spanish binder check. Today we found out our grades and well almost EVERYONE got a D-. I got a 60 and my friend got a 68 :-( Anyway we all failed and my teacher (probably) wont let us correct it. The smartest kid in our class, Zach, got a 56,  same as the (almost) dumest kid in our class :-\ LOL funny right its SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sad LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Slice of life- Soccer

Soccer to me is like red rubber balls to dogs.  love it.  love the fresh air when I breath in.....  love the soccer ball when it bounces off the goal post and my coach yells "THATS HOW ITS DONE!!!" I love the short, green grass and when I fall it feels like I'm on a cloud just floating...falling.....I love when you dont think as you shoot just...... BOOM!!! Its in the goal, and your teamates cheer and congragulate you, even though you have no idea how you just made it. I love the end of the game when you go home hot, stiky, smell, but ready for dinner, Yum!! Thats my soccer, whats yours?!?

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Slice Of My Life- Black Coffee

Black as midnight

Creamy and rich

Fills my mouth with joy and happiness

Makes my life go upside-down, literally

Hope and life fills me everyday

Beauty, that's the definition of coffee

But not your coffee

My coffee

Black Coffee

Sunday, February 23, 2014