Friday, March 9, 2012

Fatima has wanted to be an aspiring novelist since day one.

So, this is unbelievably embarrassing and I can't believe I'm putting this up on my blog that was originally for AP Comp. Anyway. I'm pretty sure this is either from the third or fourth grade, and I typed it exactly like it was written in my notepad. So that means all the typos were by me (I could spell especially but not instead. Okay). The light blue typing is my critique/comments, as Jenna assigned. Haha. At least we know my writing has significantly improved since I wrote this...enjoy. Don't judge me.
Hello! Chapter one (I really, really wanted to be an author "when I grew up" as a kid).
Hello! My name is Alisson you may notice that I sign my name like: [click] (there was something about handwriting and signatures that always fascinated me. I'd always try to incorporate it into my stories somehow, haha). Its because my teacher told our class that everyone was a star in his or her own way (that is so cheesy but I'm pretty sure one of my teachers actually did say that to our class) so, I thought that if I put a star insted of an A, it would look more interesting and that it would reminde me that I was a star in my own way. Before, my signature looked like this: [click]. That looked stupid. When I really sign my name it looks like this: (it's nothing too exciting). Let me tell you about myself. I have brownish reddish (ginger obsession goes way back) hair that is up to, I mean right below my sholders. I have brown eyes with gold speckles in them. I like sports. especially basketball. I have a brother named Paul. He has blonde hair and green eyes. My mom's name is Amy Warner I don't have a dad. I do not know what happend to him. I also have a rabbit. His name is Baxter. My brother thinks bunnies, dolphins, and horses are boring. Do you want to know why? It's because they are my favorite animals. This is what my room looks like: purple walls, a green desk, a bed that's blue and has dolphins on the bedspred (aka "I have the ugliest room ever"). They're are posters of bunnies, horses, dauphins and pictures of my family. Oh my goddness ("goddness" made me laugh so hard)! I forgot to tell you how old I am. I am 10 years old and in the 4th grade. My brother is 9 and in the 3rd grade. "Allie Warner get down here this seconde!" Mom shouted. "Coming!" I yelled back. I dashed out of my room and then down stairs. I was panting by the time I reached Mom in the kitchen. She was holding somthing orange. "Whats that Mom?" I asked. "It's an invetation to a birthday party!" She replied. She held it up to me. I read it in, like, 10 seconds (speedy...). "Cool!" I said "it's from my friend Susan Howards. "Darling, why don't you call her Mom said. "But I don't have her.-" then I relliezed that Mom was pointing to something at the bottom of the card. "Her phone number!" I said and laughed nervesly. She handed me the card. I took a deep break, picked up the phone, dialed Susans number, and waited. "Hello?" somebody said "Hello Susan? I want to tell you somthing."(End of the chapter. CLIFF HANGER, aren't you just dying to know what happens in Chapter Two now?!)


So. I've always been really curious about people, and that's all I'd write about when I was little. You can see that there is no plot whatsoever but there's a ton of description about what the characters looked like...I think I've always liked describing to people what I was seeing in my head, and wanted them to see the same thing. My story characters usually had qualities and hobbies that I wanted to have when I was little (gold speckled eyes sounds freaky and Twilight-ish now but I thought it was so cool. Also I wanted to be sporty but. Yeah). SO needless to say AP Comp has certainly improved my writing quality.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Just a note.

People in my Journalism class make it very difficult for me to like the class.

Some people are really nice and I like them.


Thursday, March 1, 2012

Never gonna give you up, blog.

Right, so. I promised myself that I would keep updating this blog with posts well after finishing the lovely class of AP Comp, and I had been doing a really good job with keeping up with my goal, but recently...I started to slack.

Now I'm guessing all of my devoted readers were dying of what's been happening in my life lately (because I am so internet famous) so I will get you up to speed. In a very focused list. Ready? Here we go.

Umm. Walking into WHS is like slamming into a wall of stress. You can feel it, you can smell it, hear it, everything. Especially the day a part is due for Mo Pro. Oh, Mo Pro. I have the this term. Since anyone that has interacted with a senior at our school already knows the woes of Mo Pro, I'll spare you the whining* (I'm still doing it in person though). Alongside Mo Pro, I have Journalism 2 (did you see my articles in the Trojan Tribune?), Calc Concepts (DeArmond is the best teacher ever) and AP Psych (who doesn't love Johnson?). In these classes, I don't have any teachers with the sass of Cardona or a tight knit friend group with people like Jenna and Kira (though I do have AP Psych with Jenna). Oh well. Life goes on.

I applied for a job at Pump it Up. It involves lots of kids. Wish me luck.

I'm probably going to end up going to the U of M for college, and living at home. I used to be really annoyed by this, and still kind of am, but I've gotten over it now. Whatever. U of M is still a great school and having a good education is what college is for, right? Right?

Yeah I turned 18 on February 24th. It was the best birthday I've ever had, my parents are honestly the best. They worked so hard to make me happy, and I'm really grateful. They not only took me out to dinner with our family, but managed to get my friends from my old school to surprise visit me & sleepover on Friday night, send us to MOA for like 7 hours on Saturday, and then pay for me to take my WHS friends to brunch. I'm lucky, very lucky.

So, yeah. 19 days until Spring break. 58 days until Graduation. I can do it.

*Ugh I hate Mo Pro so much it's not even funny, I fall asleep every day in class and then I have no idea what's happening in class or on the test, economics has never been my strong point. Also I'm sick of MLA format and in text citations already and we haven't even turned Part 2 in. Whatevs.