Change

*Exactly 500 Words: I learned how to count the words a simpler way! If only I would have found out sooner this year( I'm proud of myself)
This is officially the second to last post for Honors English. I'll keep post for sure though. But I can only hope that you will keep reading and commenting on my blog.
When I think of this year, it all seems to pass by like one large blur. I see me getting ready for the first day of 9th grade. Changing my outfit over and over again. Freaking out since my locker won't open to only find out they changed the locker combination. Having my schedule changed and to find out all (most of them) my friends forgot about me over the summer and yet again changed themselves to make someone else happier.
During the school year I changed within myself. My attitude towards others, my busy schedule outside of school, and pretty much is the way I felt about myself, over all. Sometimes I felt crummy and other few occasions I felt like everything was perfect. That everything was in its place and it was just meant to happen, but then again things do change. I also noticed the change in others as well. Some people would get haircuts, start wearing make-up, become more out going, and some didn't do anything different. Now, all you that are reading might think I'm so kind of creepy stalker or something but no, I'm just a lot more observant than most around us.
Change. We all deal with it. Whether we want to or not. I just hope that I won't get emotional on the last day of school. Seeing all my friends leave and some that I'll probably never see again. And this next school year is definitely going to be a big difference in changing. I'm going to try to make new friends and not change to make others happy at what they want me to be. And most of all I don't want my friends to change who they really are. I think thats one of the most things I fear of. Going throughout high school without any true friends.
Over the years I've never really had true friends. I would try to fit in and change my perspective on things to view them like my “friends” did. But now I've learned that I should not change to make other happy or make them like me but just to be myself. So now you are free to make your choice to think and/or change you mind about what you think of me. Although this next year will be different I promise...I won't change.

Forks

Forks. What are they? Eating Utensiuls, a city in Washington, or is it the choices in life. I usually try to focus in that class but sometimes my mind just wonders off to the person in front, side, or behide me. So this really made me think when Mr. Thompson told to read, copy it, and think about it in our journals. The Peom was written by Robert Frost.

The Road Not Taken:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.



My first question after Mr. Thompson read it to the class was...

Is Mr. Frost still alive? Mr. T had said he is a modern poet. So I asked. I didn't think of the question sounded smart. All over the class people turned and stared at me. It was a simple question. And if you don't know yourself, I'll save you the embrassment. He passed away awhile ago.

But still what are those forks, choices like deciding which high school to go to or is it more than that? I'm still not sure what I fully means by having a fork in the wood of my life yet but I'm sure I'll find out some day.

Can they be proven wrong?

Non-Fictional/Fictional Story

It was monday, boring and tired dragged on the day. Even more once in science with Ms. Banks. She sure could be boring. Me, Isabelle was day dreaming till Hailey pulled my attention back to the days topic. Theories.

So what if old men like Nicolaus Copernicus published his book on his death bed or Tycho Brane that studied the stars and such just to prove Copernicus wrong. Does that have to do with anything to applies to our daily lives. So they all ended up dying anyways we should we care? Well not till long that I found out that answer for myself.

All throughout the week I keept on hearing random theories such as Ms. Willis was biosexual, has a girlfriend and was also currently dating Mr. Elvis. And then there was the one that Mr. Elvis was upset about leaving the school this year and even more upset that Ms. Vega had married some other man that was not him and thats why he kept visting her between class breaks and school. One about my friend Natalia and Michael. Michael was a jerk and somehow had fallen in love with Natalia. And how Michael was going into the Airforce after high school, would never get married, teach at Dellamah High School, date all the secretaries in the office there, and end up still loving Natalia after 70 yrs. of waiting for him to be noticed by her.

Theories or gossip they (most of them) were rediculous! But then there was the one about me. Makayla was the one who started it all along. It happend at lunch when she brought it up.
"Why does Tristan always call you Bell?" Makayla said in a mocking tone.
"Well, I don't know really, but I call him Stan back."
"But why do you do it?"
"Well he calls me Bell, so I needed something to call him." I said back confused trying to figure out what was her point.
"Oh! Well...I have a theory about you two."

Makayla went on ranting about how she wanted a nickname and we only called each other that since we both we're madly in love. And that since she was going to a different high school I would forget about her and that I still would like "Stan" and we'd both go to the same collage and BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH she went on.

Soon enough almost everyone had heard the full version. Well most of the people at school did. Except Tristan. Which wasn't much of a big deal always since one day I'm sure we'll both laugh about it.

Short story

**Made-up Story
I was walking down the hall running those stupid math equations in my head. Why did I even bother to study? I mean, I know I'm going to fail anyways. My thoughts were interupted by Kali shouting my name from down the hall. "Hey! Wait up Jocelyn."
As I turned around in the hallway, to see Kali run, Craig's eyes met with mine. I suddenly flashed a smile at him and he kept on walking. I hadn't noticed he'd been there before but I went to meet up with Kali.
"Oh I see he already found you, himself,"said Kali.
"What are you talking about?"
"Craig told me he wanted to talk to you."
"When was that?"
"Just a few minutes ago in gym."
"Well I didn't say anything to me..."
"Okay, great he talked to you! Well I got to go now I'm going to be late see ya at lunch," Kali yelled as she sprinted to her class.
The moment I walked into math the bell rang. All throughout class I was day dreaming. This usualy never happened...well at least not when running into someone. Her thoughts were once again interupted by Mr. Woodstokes.
"Miss Kent!"
"Are you here?" he asked as if to catch me red handed.
"Oh..yeah I'm here!" well at least in body, my head was somewhere off.
"Well it was about time, will you like to come up to the board and show us whats under that pretty face???"
"Oh no thats okay I'll give someone else a chance." I said
When he was thinking so something smart to say back the bell rang. Saved! I thought to myself. I was so amazed on how fast class had gone by. Once at the lunch table the clammer of girls, phones, and the latest gossip was brought to the table.

Squid!

Slimey, icky, fishy smell. Its got tentacles and a beak? Is it the Craken from tales of the acient mariners? Its a just a really really big squid. In science we disected Crawfish and Squid about a month ago and since then I haven't really been interested in eating fish. So today I can across an article about a crew that saw and boarded a SUPER GAINT SQUID unto their ship and brought it to land.

John Bennett is used to the monotony. As captain of a New Zealand commercial fishing boat, he's accustomed to spending months at a time afloat in the Antarctic Ocean, staring at—well, nothing. "Just ice really, lots and lots of ice," says Bennett. "Sometimes, not even a seabird." On a particularly calm day in late January, Bennett was tending to his deep-sea fishing lines—each one 2,000 meters long (nearly a mile and a quarter), and sporting up to 10,000 baited hooks—in hopes of a major toothfish haul. Suddenly, the calm was shattered—by the sight of a colossal squid surfacing near the stern. The beast, a 33-foot-long adult male weighing half a ton, had wrapped itself around one of Bennett's lines. "It was just this great big brown shape," recalls Bennett, who was watching from the bridge. "It came up right alongside us. Everyone was yelling and screaming."
Bennett hurried to the deck to confer with Geoff Dolan, an observer from the New Zealand Ministry of Fisheries who was on board. International law requires that anything caught in Antarctic waters must be kept onboard and documented to guard against overfishing. So Bennett really didn't have a choice but to haul in the squid. "We decided to get him onboard in as good a condition as we could," says Bennett. "If we'd released him, he wouldn't have survived." By then the crew had gaffed the creature in an attempt to get it off the line. But its grip was tight, both on the line and on the five-foot-long toothfish he was eating. "He wasn't giving up that fish," says Bennett. "When we finally pulled him in, the fish was half-eaten."
What Bennett and his crew pulled in that day turned out to be the largest colossal squid ever recovered—cause for considerable excitement aboard his ship, the San Aspiring, and around the world. As word of the catch spread late last month, the news wires buzzed with squidmania. WORLD'S LARGEST INVERTEBRATE CAPTURED read the headlines. If cut up for calamari, the stories said, the squid would produce rings the size of tractor tires. As word got out that the catch had actually been recorded on video, Bennett found himself in the middle of an international bidding war.

The colossal squid, it seems, is one of those creatures that captures our imagination, largely because it is so rarely captured. Including Bennett's catch—and a 20-foot female he found floating dead in 2003—only a handful have ever been recovered. Most of them were just damaged fragments—a tentacle here, a dorsal fin there. The species wasn't even identified until 1925, when pieces of one were found inside the stomach of a sperm whale. More than a century after Jules Verne popularized the creature as a mythic, ship-wrecking monster in "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea," the colossal squid remains very much a scientific mystery.
"We know relatively nothing about them," admits Steve O'Shea, director of the Earth and Oceanic Sciences Research Institute at the Auckland University of Technology and one of the world's leading squid experts. O'Shea says they are as long as their cousins, the giant squid, but much heavier—and, O'Shea believes, more aggressive predators. Bennett's first catch helped fill in some blanks; his latest catch, at 990 pounds, is nearly three times the weight of his last. Which verifies what many scientists have suspected for years but never had the evidence to prove: these creatures get much, much larger than previously believed.
It's a point that O'Shea has been arguing for some time. He often examines the stomach contents of whales stranded off the coast of New Zealand and says that he's found a large number of colossal squid beaks that were clearly from specimens considerably larger than anything ever caught. Three years ago he proposed that a colossal squid could grow as big as half a ton. The reaction of his colleagues? "The scientific community laughed at me," he says.

There is more to this article but I just thought it was really cool. Imagen trying to disect this huge squid!

An Ella Story

Ella woke up at the crack of dawn almost every morning to get ready for the day set before her. This morning was the night of the ball. Many of Ella's friends had been asking and wondering if she would be going to the ball. Truth was Ella didn't know herself.

That morning Ella got ready for her regular work out. She warmed up for five minutes, streched, and ran two miles. Once she has done the household was already stirring. Her brother stumbling out of his room, her sister singing while eating, her father getting ready for work, and her mother out running errands.

Once Ella reached the top stair step her mother came running into her telling about her morning bargins. "I just did the best sale EVER darling," said her mother excited. Taking a shower and getting ready for her daily chores Ella still wasn't sure if she would be allowed to attend the ball. Putting it behind her mind she set out to clean the house.

Spring Cleaning all done by her. She washed the windows, dusted, sweeped the floors, mopped, and weeded the garden. This took the most part of the day. Which in fact was a beautiful day. The sun was out high shining its rays, the birds chripping, and childern laughing in throughout the neighborhood. She still hadn't asked or even thought about the ball.

Then her sister walked over. "Hey, you're going the the ball tonight, right."
"Cuz you always go...what are you going to wear...how are you going to do your hair...I think you should leave it as it is...you could borrow my shoes!"
All throughout this Ella realized she didn't have anything to wear to the ball.

Soon enough her mother came questioning if she was going to the ball and asking random questions at once. Once telling her mother she had nothing to wear, her mother did something different. "Well what are you waiting for, Prince Charming...come on lets go...get your things ready, lets go find you something to wear!"

When on the streets of the town they went to several places to find a gown. Nothing quite as her mother wanted. They went to store to store. Nothing. When going into the final store Ella's hopes of ever going to the ball were down. After trying on many gowns her mother spotted one that was very different from the rest. After trying it on she really felt like a princess.

It was ten minutes till the ball would start when she arrived home. Her father had just given her a new set of chores. "How am I ever going to be ready in time" she thought to herself. Once getting the help of her sister to perform the chores, Ella got ready for the ball.

Once arriving upon the ball. Ella spotted many of her friends. The ball wasn't the most exciting but it would do for the night. There wasn't a prince to sweep Ella off her feet but she didn't need that. Well...at least not yet.

Ready..1,2,3..Say "CHEESE"!

Pictures, not many people like having them taken. I personally think its fun. Some people say they look ugly and other comments about their pictures but I simply don't care about that most of the time. So, sure I might look like a complete and totally loser in most but thats okay because later on I'll look at them a just laugh at myself.

Well today as most of all you ninth graders we had the class picture taken. It took awhile to get all the ninth graders up on the stands. I was on the second row at the bottom since all my friends and I were just standing all huddling around each other since it was so cold. I thought it was kind of fun but not totally exciting. I was just really glad we got to miss class.

It was so bright outside. I could bearly see any of my friends who beat me their and were already at the top. I got to sit in front of the cheerleaders. and it was mud behind me and I sat on it! Well since it was so bright we had to close our eyes and they (photo people) would count to three and we would open our eyes and be all smiley.

Well once we were almost done AJ Graydon puked! I heard him from the very bottom, and he was at the very top. I was so amazed when everyone just turned their heads at the same time towards his direction. So say he was paid to puke but others say he's clusterphic? I don't know how to spell it but thats okay.