3- Populars, Europe, and Fruits

Popularity. Some people inherit it and some gain it. It's like winning a gold medal. Or is it? The people who are populars think so. In movies they are the top dogs. They run the school (metaphorically speaking). They make it feel like when you're talking to them, it's as life changing as meeting the Queen of England. They make you feel special. I knew some girls like that in my 6th grade class. For one second you believe that they are your real friends and the next they are backstabbing you to the next person in sight. The point is when you get friends, think of who are the true ones. The ones that support you, and have your back on every occasion. I personally have three best friends. Two are related to me. One lives in Europe. We are all going to go different junior highs. Another thing that bugs me are cliques. Those popular girls had a clique. Unfortunately, me and one of my best friends were a part of one. The other girls, our so-called "friends" were so nice to us that they made their own clique. I could go on all day telling all the awful things those girls (let's call them strawberry, banana, and blueberry) did. Or I could just tell you their addresses and ask you to go teepee their houses. Nah, just kidding. Anyway, I know that junior high isn't completely like the movies, but they have similarities. I know there will be the popular girls that expect everyone to fall on their knees when they are around. My plan is to stay away from them and try to make a few friends. I don't want to completely forget about my friends, but I don't want to be a loner sitting on the side. I think that's all for today. Oh, I'm going up north for the next three days so I'll see if I get Internet connection. Bye - Bye!!!

Note: Never Give Up!

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2- Lockers, Boats, and Rollerblades

Today, I will talk about lockers. Personally, they frighten me. When, I just think about the metal doors the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up. Oh, don't get me started on the locks. So, apparently there is a thunderstorm outside. You know the ones that have pouring rain and lightning you can see from your window. CREEPY. I have found that at night I write better. It's 12:01. I don't know why but I just do. Back to lockers. What if mine doesn't open? I've heard you go to a janitor. What if the janitor is cleaning bird poop off the roof? What, do I do then. While I was cooped up with these thoughts, I was thinking what to call this blogthing, I first considered "Junior High 101". That sounded too much like Zoey 101, that tv show on Nickelodeon, that got cancelled a while ago. Then I thought about "How to survive junior high". It was catchy and it sorta rhymed. But, then again, I haven't actually been through junior high.  An idea popped into my head. I could use this as a diary, except in this case I don't have to use a writing utensil, and people can read this and hopefully they get a kick out of my dramatic gibberish. One day, I will probably read this and think "Wow, I'm pathetic". But hey, as I said I'll get a kick out of this. I would like to thank Aine Lyons for commenting, and helping boost my spirit. If you accidentaly got on my blog and started to read it and enjoy it, tell your friends, dogs, aunts, brothers, and bunnies to read it too. I accept any constructive criticism. If you're bored and feel like picking on a blog (or person) go ahead. If eventually I do get haters that will just mean that people read this mumbling, jumbling, mess of a blog. So, long story short, I need to stop drifting out from my topic. I feel like I'm in a boat and I am drifting away from Strawberry Island (?) to Crazyland. Hopefully, you are not getting tired reading this. I just can't stop writing, or typing. I should get a different hobby, like needlepointing. If you feel my posts are getting too long feel free to teel me. I just spelled tell, wrong. I guess I'm getting tired. I think this is a good time to end this post. Trust me, I will write tomorrow at 12 like always. :) thanks for sticking to the end of this post. Here's a cookie. C U L8TER. :) :) 

Tip of the day: Rollerblading is hard. (haha, I'm vague......)    

FIRST POST EVER :)

Ooooh. First blog post. So new and shiny. It's July 11th, 2010. I am scribbling these little thoughts down at 12:34. I have nothing else to do except watch my bestfriend make a blog (jaycouture.webstarts.com GO CHECK IT OUT) That inspired me! No, really I'm bored. Since I love going crazy and ranting about junior high in my head, I am using those thoughts and writing them out on this blog, eNsUrInG I dOn'T gO mAd!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay back to writing. If I sound overly dramatic that's because it's 12:48 an I get very emotional during the night. SEE! Go back ten words. I spelled an and I meant to spell and. I have officialy drifted off my main topic. JUNIOR HIGH! My electives are Band (I play flute, so la la la), and Drama (I love to act way too much). I also plan on joining book club! Hahaha, I am such a nerd! DOI! I don't know anyone at my new school. Well, except for this one girl but I have never talked to her except once. I'm probably going to be one of the freaky nerd people sitting alone at lunch reading a book, and eating out of my Harry Potter lunchbox. It's true. I have a Harry Potter lunchbox. Okidoke, time to watch a movie. SEE YA LATER ALLIGATORS!

Tip of the day: talking is better when you are jumping on a trampoline and you're under a sprinkler!