Movie: 3:10 to Yuma
Run Time: 2 Hours
Rated: R for for violence and some language.
Some of you might not have been too trilled to see this movie.
But trust me, I was, and I was proud I got to see it.
In pre-Civil War or post-Civil War time, a rancher named Dan Evans (Christian Bale) is in debt, and in risk of having his family forced out of home to make way of the Transcontinetal Railroad. When he and his two sons went out to feed thir herd, they witnessed a Bank Cart Hold-Up by t
Yesterday... oh wow... was a mess.
My friend Tom is very honest. He tells me things I should know, especially people talking trash about me. He told how the entire group of Sophomore girls think of me as one word:
Weird.
This word has haunted me ever since I moved to this town. I admit, I was weird. I still am. But the way they say it sounds like I shouldn't even be within 50 yards of them.
Personally, if they were guys, I'd really want to kick their butts. But only one guy in that g
Just looking back at it, I remember perfectly saying to myself," I hope this week doesn't go bad."
Well, should've knocked on wood, 'cause it did.
Monday was normal. Rountine, but peaceful. Hung out with my friends Sarah ad Hendrick, two Haitians who I've known since the 7th Grade (Hendrick in the 6th), and when the two are together, I can't help but laugh my butt off and have a good time.
Tuesday was very busy day. Weirdly enough, fun also (and stranger, on 9/11). It was down pouring
Many of you toss around the word. Whether discribing something you cherish, a family member, or a member of the opposite gender(or same gender, if thats how you roll).
On my end, Love is something to avoid.
I keep thinking that I'm going to repeat History.
And do what my father has done.
Omi is right, of course. We are still at too young an age, even to know what true love is. Its not lust, or liking them because they're cute or attractive, or just because they give you everything
Right now, I turned off my music to type this.
The past two days have been a bit difficult. Doing my homework, doing chores, hanging out with friends, and doing what I have to do on BZP.
But everyday, exhausted or not, I sit down on this chair and listen to my music.
I'm pretty sure not many of you listen to Hip-Hop, Rap, or R&B. Most of you have your,"92% of people have moved on to rap, if you're one of the 8% the listens to real music, put this in your profile/blog/signature."
I feel as though no one likes me in this town. I tried everything, but apparently being nice is a bad thing to do.
Apparently I lose respect from people because I gave them presents.
Last year, I gave my ex-crush a 20 dollar gift card to CVS that she asked for her birthday.
Girl still gives no respect.
I hand out candy to people for Christmas (On my birthday, but I didn't fee special) and they loved it. But no respect.
I pull pranks for fun, and want to make people laugh.
No r
September 4th, 2007. 45th anniversary of my Father's birth
The title told you. That's right, Sept. 4th marks the day my father birthday, the one who has ruined my good run.
The man who has made me emotionally distraught.
The man who has taken care of me since I was a baby.
The man who destroyed the family who stood strong through everything else.
The man who I joked with even until now, plus go to movies, buy things, etc.
The man who used to come home tired and angry after wo
It seems unavoidable. And I see it coming.
Once its close to fall, everyone is falling in love.
Maybe its called "Fall" not for the leaves afterall.
Anyways, I might as well tell you about the girl.
This girl is new this year, and she's cute. Everyone keep telling me how hot she is and all, but don't like her for that. Heck, I don't think I like like her at all for that matter.
I'll tell you how it started first off.
First day of school, everyone is talking about this new br
We didn't get the tickets to get close enough to be caught by the camera... because we were in balcony.
Next time I looking for tickets ahead of time.
But it was worth it enough just being there.
I was across from the people holding the large "Welcome Back Triple H" flag-like sign.
But though you may think I left the night thinking Randy Orton had the upper hand, you're wrong. When the cameras stopped their broadcast, sweet rock came to my ears as I heard "ITS TIME TO PLAY THE GAM
Saturday:
Mom got mad. Very mad. I thought I got it from Dad's side of the family, but apparently my mother takes the cake.
She wanted to spend "Quality Time" with her "Family".
If you know my opinon on this being a family, then it would be easier for you to follow.
My sister and I both disgreed with my mom to go to beach in Rhode Island an hour and a half away. Its too long, and it isn't worth the trip. Its a record high day, the beach WILL be crowded, and three hours of it will be
I consider myself an "Animal" in some cases. But that name was taken by a man known as David Batista.
More known as a WWE Superstar, "The Animal" Batista.
Now, considering he has that title, I'm "The Beast".
Now, Beasty over here is getting closer and closer to getting back in the cage.
High School Education.
GGGGrrrreeeeaaaatttt.....
Best part, I'm in Creative Writing!
(For those of you who don't know, I made a gesture that is not acceptable on school grounds to my CW
I know some people think negatively, but I really do myself.
I think about getting jumped. For some reason, I'm constantly ready to fight. I have no enemies. I have nothing to worry about.
Then why do I not let my guard down?
I observe people. I look at them and think about what I can do if I were attacked by them.
I grew up a fighter. Anger came about when I was little. Heck, I used to hit other babies on the head when they stole my Thomas the Train Engine toy from my hands. One sho
I've passed the stage of anger where everyone that ticks me off is just another thing I can ignore.
I've grown much stronger mentally, emotionally, and physically, and with all three higher, I know how to use them in a way. Just to control myself and my anger.
I'm back into going to Church, wanting God to help me in my addiction to something I can't state. (Not drugs or alcohol)
I hope I can pass this test, and get away from my addiction. Its done no good to me and only made me feel s
Movie: Rush Hour 3
Run Time: USA-90 minutes
Rated: PG-13
The duo are back in the action comedy film 'Rush Hour 3' with a load of action and more laughs than you can handle. Seriously, some people clapped at the One-Liners brought by Chris Tucker and people were loving the action brought by Jackie Chan. Watching this film, you can't help but laugh at the quick responses James Carter gives. High Fiving a nun, and getting into fights he should know to avoid by now.
Jackie Chan gave som
July 25th:
I got off work early today. The sooner, the better I suppose. The longer I stay with Dad, the more frustrated I get overall.
Because my mom can't pay the mortgage by herself, and my dad's only support on us is 180 bucks for Child Support, which doesn't nearly cover the cost on ths suburban home, we have had the house on the Market for a couple of months now.
Today, people were coming in to see the house, possibly purchase it. Who knows?
So I left the house with my bike and
Dad never seems to show up now. After the last fight between he, my mom, and my sister, its only been come and go for his things. Sometimes he'd stay a night, never sleeping in my mother's bed, only in the guest room, leave for work, come back late. Hours upon hours past the time he got off. Sometimes 11, mostly midnight now. Though it started get later.
We knew where he went.
A woman a few months ago came into our Church. As a Pastor, my father greeted her and talked with her casually. He
I truly feel alone in this world. Like only the friends I had before could understand me, but my new friends that have better luck than I do. They think the idea of a bad day is having a friend mad at you or their mom won't bring them to the mall or another friend's house.
My idea of a bad day is listen to my dad being a hypocrite and having massive flashbacks.
My father loves me, but he doesn't understand the pain he put my mom and my sister. (More on that when I can take typng it up)
You know the Ol' Joe Dirt saying,"Life a Garden, Dig It" and if its truth, my life needs some weed killer at the moment because those flowers are dying.
I'll be straight, my life is bad. Those flowers represented what made me happy. The Yellow Tulips are my family. Loving, caring, teaching me the right ways of things, and how to avoid the wrong. They guided me through the garden, and pointed out the weeds to pick out.
The White Flowers, they are my friends. I enjoyed every second be with
'Pool Boy' is a great novel for Pre-Teens and Teens alike. I'm sure even an adult would like this book.
The story is about a 15-year-old spoiled (very) rich brat named Brett Gerson, whoms life comes crashing down because his stock-broker dad is in jail for insider trading. He loses everything he owns, from the pool, the $5000 stereo, his 42" Plasma Screen, to the very house he lived in. Now on the wrong side of the Tracks, in his Crazy Great Aunt's home, he has to come into realization that
