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Bro. A whole year has gone by. It's been good and bad. Mostly bad for me but I just have to keep my head up. So earlier this summer when we first got out of school, things were fine. Then my mom went to Iowa to work and she was there for two months. When she came home, she was different. She was home for a surgery in fear that she had cancer. When it was over I started to notice that things were tense between my parents. When my mom told me that they were going to get a divorce, I wasn't shocked. I was mostly okay with it because for years I strongly disliked my dad. Some other really shady stuff went down between them and basically here we are now. I'm so sad all the time and thank goodness I told someone because I'm starting counselling on Monday. I'm actually really excited to go and get help. I really need it and I'm glad that my parents agreed. My dad did a really awful thing over Thanksgiving break and that is what kind of pushed me to get help. It was the straw that broke the camel's back. There have been good times too but mostly my year has been pretty sad. I'm so thankful for my friend though who have helped me all through this battle. I love them all, Hannah, Kacy, Shania, Brodes, Taylor, Chase, Celia. Man there are too many to name. Everyone near and dear to my heart that has helped me through this year is amazing and I love you!!!

Not my personal genie?

So if I were to get three wishes for other people, the three I'd pick would be for Kacy, Hannah, and Shania. I love them all dearly and they are beautiful noonicorns and yus. Okay focus Anna. Alright so the wishes I'd wish for them.. Hmm.. This is tough... I wish for Kacy that her and Brodes stay together forever and get married and they're that cute old couple that everyone always refers to when they're thalking about that cute old couple like I'm doing right now. Anyway, sorry my ADHD is going a little nuts here guys. Just try to bear with me here I'll get done eventually. Okay Hannah's wish. I wish that Hannah would have amazing art skills. She always gets down on herself because she thinks she can't make art like I do and it makes me feel bad when she says like, "I wish I could do that". And last but definitely not least, Shania. So Shania's wish is gonna be that she gets to fly out and see her brother for his graduation because she is very determined that she will go see him and I wish I could just make that happen for her like that.

Roses and Thorns

So here we are, Thursday night. Two days before my blogs are due and I'm up doing these because I'll be at my dad's this weekend without internet. Joy. Okay let's back it up. I honestly don't remember what happened this week. I know Monday I was sick so I got to have a lazy, fevery, in and out of sleep, netflix day at home with my dogs. That was alright besides the fever and sore throat. Tuesday was interesting. I was just in a bad mood all day for no reason. I was just angry at everything. Wednesday, nothing really happened but today, Thursday was pretty great. A big change happened to me today and it made me really happy. I am now in a relationship with James Morgan :)

A Me Day Parade

Well to be perfectly honest, if I had my own parade, I would make it all black. The banner at the front would say Welcome to the Black Parade. I'd have all of my favorite bands there playing at my parade. Panic! at the Disco, twenty one pilots, My Chemical Romance, Fallout Boy, Buckcherry, Coldplay, Finger Eleven, Green Day, Imagine Dragons, Jet, Kansas, The Beatles, Keane, Death Cab for Cutie, Maroon Five, Paramore, OneRepublic, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Radiohead, Smashing Pumpkins, and 3OH!3. Wow... I have lots of favorites. Maybe I'll have to narrow that down some. That could be problematic though because I just love all of those bands so much! Anybody see any favorites that I should keep???

Do you wanna build a snowman?

So if I had unlimited snow and I couldn't get cols I would totally build Elsa's ice castle from frozen for Hannah's baby sister, Kimber. Kimber's favorite movie is frozen and I think she would love her own ice castle. I'm so excited to see KimberLee tonight! I'm going to Hannah's tonight so we can do homework and stuff and watch American Horror Story Coven:). In all reality I hate snow. It's cold and wet and everything is dead. It's boring and depressing. Okay I guess I don't hate snow. I just hate winter. It is awful. My favorite season if fall. It is so pretty with all the colors and the leaves falling. I love fall :) Okay this blog has gone on way too long. Hope you all have a great weekend!!

The English Teacher

She walks into the classroom and looks at the door again. She'd been itching to open it for a week now. She finally convinced her mom to let her stay after school. The day rolls by slowly and finally she walks into the English room and over to the trap door. She has about ten minutes before the teacher comes back in. She heaves open the heavy door and sees a dusty old spiral staircase. She takes a wary step down onto the first stair. Pulling the flashlight out of her pocket, she turned it on and shined it down the stairs. Descending into the long hallway, she shines her flashlight around. There are tall, steel doors with windows and bars. She hoists herself up to look in one of the doors and she sees nothing. She walks down the hall and looks in another and another. Still she sees nothing until she gets a ways farther down. Again she looks up into the window and this time she sees something horrifying. There's a young boy with a big gash in his side, exposing his ribs and organs. He walks up closer to the window and she recognizes his face. He was a boy that had gone missing from their town two months earlier. Then she knew. He found the door too and the English teacher had killed him. She tried to run but I got her. I am the English teacher and they will all end here in my prison of eternal hell.

In Hannah's Mind

I think that if I were in Hannah's mind all day I would only hear "pandas. pandas. pandas. pandas. pandas." Just kidding she'd probably be complaining all the time. I love her even though she doesn't love me that much. She'd probably be like insulting me in her mind and then be like just kidding. Hannah, why are you so mean to meg? and I'll be like yeah. Why is she so mean to meg? That is the ultimate question. Forget the answer to life, the universe, and everything. The question is, "Why is Tina so mean to Meg?" Leave the answer below and all will be right with the world.


Correct Horse- right; exact; accurate large, plant-eating animal with four legs, solid hoofs, and a long mane and tail, used for drawing vehicles and for riding.

Please await next blog for the definition of Incorrect Horse.

When I'm a ghost

When I am a ghost, I will be a hitchhiking ghost. I'll catch rides from people and then I'll kill them. It just looks like so much fun to kill them. I mean c'mon, the cops will be looking for a person to blame when it was a ghost all along. We've all seen the TV shows and movies where ghosts kill people. Why would you NOT want to do that?? Someday I hope to be in an alternate universe as a ghost and in that universe, I want Sam and Dean Winchester to be there so I can be killed by them. It would be an honor. :')

Home is where the heart is

Home. What do we consider home? A beautiful house full of precious valuables? Or do you consider home a small place with memories lining the walls? For me, home is here in Washburn at my farm. It is beautiful all the time and I am never bored by my home. I have so many good memories here with the people I love. I love my school and my friends but not just that. Over the year that my family has lived here, we've seen and done so many amazing things. We finally had our housewarming party earlier this year in June and we took count of the campers that stayed for the night. There were 300 people at our house. I had 8 kids in my bedroom that night. It is the best memory I have from the farm. Also a couple of months ago we had a party for the meteor shower. It was beautiful and there are so many stars where I live. That's my favorite part about the farm. When I was younger I wanted to be an astronomer but I gave up that dream because I could never see the stars in Peoria. One of my favorite things is going outside in the morning for the bus and seeing the sun rising with the moon still in the sky. It is total utopia for me. to me, the farm is home with all of its strange and beautiful things. I learn something new about it every day. It is home. It will always be home to me.

Horror High, Home of the Devilles

The coolest girl in school walks by once again, acting like she owns the place. Stupid Deville. She may be the principal's daughter but there's no need for this crap. She's been terrorizing me and my crew for years now. I moved here my freshman year and she has never paused the teasing and poking. Once she even tried to fill our lockers with whipped cream so when we opened it, it spilled out on us. She loves dogs though. That is one thing that I don't think she will ever give up. She loves them in a really twisted way though. She wants their fur. She walks around school with these giant fur coats "and they're all real I'll have you know". She will never stop this craziness. She is the worst person in school even though everyone seems to love her or is afraid of her. She is definitely Cruella Deville.

Teenage Teachers??

Well here we are again. Another blog about teenagers. If I could go back and see any one of my teachers as a teen, I'd probably go see my fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Zuckerman. She was always my favorite teacher when I was young. She always dresses nicely and she reminds me of an older version of Ms. Frizzle from Magic School Bus. It's kind of funny because she's a science teacher too. I think that when she was a teen, she was probably that really mellow hippy kid that was like make love, not war, you know? She would've been awesome. We got along so well when I was in her class. She is such an easygoing person and I really miss her. She used to take us to the planetarium every two weeks in fifth grade. She was my favorite teacher ever and I miss her a lot.

Where's Waldo?

Waldo. A name every child knows, but do they know his story? I bet not. Waldo was an escapee from a maximum prison center. The police are still hunting for Waldo to this day. It became such a secret government case that the FBI put out children's books to find future recruits for the Waldo Case. Any child who completes the entire book is automatically inducted into the FBI Waldo team. They are allowed to live a normal life but when they come of age 20, they are flown to the FBI headquarters and explained about the case. They are expected to carry out their work and help find Waldo because everyone is asking the same question. Where's Waldo?

The Zombies are Marching

Okay, so there's a zombie apocalypse. Here's the plan. First we run to a bunker and hide out for a few days, going out only to gather supplies and food. You MUST have a team of at least four people to do this. Once you've hidden out for a couple of days, go outside with your guns. Find the zombies and shoot them. If it doesn't work, run, as fast as you can. Whatever you do, DO NOT run back to the bunker. Find somewhere else to stay until you can get back. Once it's clear, get back to the bunker and hope that they don't still have your scent. Stay inside and try again in a few more days after everyone has recovered from any injuries. If anyone was infected, throw them out, you cannot save them. Good luck and thank you for your service.

My life in ink

Personally I would not read the book of my life. I wouldn't because I have already lived it. I don't need to review my life because I've already done the things in the book. I might want to reread the chapter where I went to my cousins and we swam in the lake. It was a really peaceful day but I may not read it because it would be from someone else's point if view instead of my own. If given the opportunity, I dont think I would read any of the book. I'd just take it off the shelf and read the back. Another thing about that, I wouldn't read it because I wouldn't want to know what my future has in store for me. I want to live it and expierence it myslef. I wouldn't want to read it and then wait for it to happen. I think that's a really bad way to live your life. 

Also, just a friendly reminder that September 1, 2015 would have been the day that Harry and Ginny Potter's oldest son would have started at Hogwarts. Another thing, I believe it was potter more.com that sorted him and he got Gryffindor, as was expected. 

Teenage myths

Popular myths about teenagers:

1. We only play on our phones

2. We never have to clean our rooms

3. Our parents don't discipline us enough

4. We dress innapropriately 

5. We disrespect our elders

These are some common myths about the teenagers of our time. Let me debunk them for you!

1. We don't only play on our phones. We text on them too. We like to keep in constant contact with each other. Most of the time, if we're having a conversation with an adult, we don't even take our phones out because of the fear that they will get mad and take our phones away. 

2. I don't know about the other kids in my class but my mom and dad have never cleaned my room for me. I've had to clean since I was old enough to walk. My grandparents come into my room and look around and they tell me what a mess it is but the funny thing is, I have usually just cleaned because I know were going to have company. They really just don't understand my methods and my poor judgement in time management. 

3. My parents discipline me. I am slightly afraid of speaking to them when they are doing something other than speaking to me. 

4. Many people, my parents included, say that teenagers dress innapropriately. This may be true in some cases but in others I think it's just ridiculous. I can understand them being upset by shorts that a girl's butt falls out of. That is understandable but if I wear a pair of skinny jeans that fit how they're supposed to, meaning tight, hence "skinny" jeans, I get dirty looks from old people. Times have changed since the knee length skirts and panty hose of their childhoods. 

5. I can't speak for anybody else but I personally have never disrespected anyone over the age of 65. It may look like I'm disrespecting my grandparents or my parents but when I say something to then when I'm upset, it's because I'm upset, not because I'm a defiant teenager. My grandparents and I have a very open relationship and so I will say most anything that crosses my mind as long as it's reasonable. I think there is a fine line between disrespect and being open when you're upset with someone. 

So in the grand scheme of things, old people just need to chill. Times have changed. Technology is better, clothes are more comfortable and more expressive of who you are, we do have to clean(surprise surprise), we do get in trouble and we do have manners, despite what it may seem. 

School!

I am super excited to be back at school! I personally love school. I love seeing my friends because I live in the country. I didn't get to see any of my friends from school over the summer so I'm really happy to be back. Anatomy and physiology has been very difficult for me so far. We had to memorize directional terms in two days for a quiz. I think I passed but I'm not sure yet... Anyway, my easiest class has been accounting. I completely understand it and my numbers always equal so it makes me very happy and I'm glad that I decided to take it. I managed to get out of PE this year so I am super excited about that. It's a good thing too because I am not coordinated enough to ace PE.