Hey guys!
So you probably haven't noticed, but I usually don't wear all black. Today and for some days after this, I will be wearing black. The reason behind that is because this week is Tech Week for the school play Our Town. We are supposed to dress and act like "ninjas". In case your wondering, it's so that no one sees us. I must say, it is awkward wearing all black, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Unicorns ARE real! They're just fat and grey and we call them rhinos.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
An old poem that I brought out of my dusty trunk of poems...
Secret Life
I have a secret life.
Well, it’s not exactly a secret
Since I have told others about it.
The problem is
That no one understands it.
Even though I give them detail after detail about it
They still have no idea what I’m talking about.
They just look at me like
“Yeah yeah. We get it.”
Or “Oh, I know what your talking about.”
It really frustrates me.
Not even my closest friends get it.
I’ve explained it to them,
But they don’t understand
The full extent of the damage it’s caused me.
It had crushed me in ways
That you wouldn’t think it could.
The only people who truly understand
Are my family, and the friends
Who accompanied the cruel journey.
Now I just don’t tell people.
I know they just won’t get it.
I can’t even tell you what it is
Because I know you aren’t going to understand either.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Why I Love my Brother
My brother and I have a really good relationship, especially compared to most families. I believe that this story is the reason why.
Even before my brother was born, I was super ecstatic about the idea of having a little brother. Especially because I "inherited" my dad's love for babies/little children, I already loved my brother before I ever saw him. When my brother was born and I got to see him in the incubator, I sang an off-key Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that was full of love. (My mom recorded it. It's an interesting sight to see myself at 4 years old singing.) Anyways, I think this is the reason why I love my brother.
Even before my brother was born, I was super ecstatic about the idea of having a little brother. Especially because I "inherited" my dad's love for babies/little children, I already loved my brother before I ever saw him. When my brother was born and I got to see him in the incubator, I sang an off-key Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that was full of love. (My mom recorded it. It's an interesting sight to see myself at 4 years old singing.) Anyways, I think this is the reason why I love my brother.
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
A Letter to Anyone in the Future
Dear people in the future,
One thing I would like to write is please don't mess-up the world more than it already is now in 2014. And also, if you are the future leader of wherever, don't mess-up your citizens. What I mean by those two pleas are, if you have studied what happened in our years, you probably know they are not the best (although we have tons of technology), and I don't want your future world to be full of people on drugs, extremely fat people, extremely skinny people, people who are committing suicide over things on the internet, and so on. You might notice a pattern where I only mentioned things that only could happen with our stuff (the internet, food surplus, "yolo-ers", people who are over-conscience of their image, etc.).
On a different note, I hope you don't speak English. The reason for that is that it is a very poorly constructed language where different letters can have multiple ways that you can read it, or some letters you have to skip over them. In my opinion, Latin is a much better language to learn/teach. It is much simpler.
Another thing, please have some type of equal government/social system where everyone is treated equally. To tell the truth, I'm a bit sick of hearing crazy stories where women/girls aren't treated equally to men and some kids in classes are favored more than others. And that different races are being disrespected by ignorant people. Please do something to make them a bit more equal (listen to Emma Watson's speech if that's still around).
Well, I don't really know what's happening over there. All I have to add is, if you can bring people back to life, bring my old history teacher, Mr. Lewis, back to life and let him fulfill his life long dream of flying into space (please).
-Aimee Rowe
One thing I would like to write is please don't mess-up the world more than it already is now in 2014. And also, if you are the future leader of wherever, don't mess-up your citizens. What I mean by those two pleas are, if you have studied what happened in our years, you probably know they are not the best (although we have tons of technology), and I don't want your future world to be full of people on drugs, extremely fat people, extremely skinny people, people who are committing suicide over things on the internet, and so on. You might notice a pattern where I only mentioned things that only could happen with our stuff (the internet, food surplus, "yolo-ers", people who are over-conscience of their image, etc.).
On a different note, I hope you don't speak English. The reason for that is that it is a very poorly constructed language where different letters can have multiple ways that you can read it, or some letters you have to skip over them. In my opinion, Latin is a much better language to learn/teach. It is much simpler.
Another thing, please have some type of equal government/social system where everyone is treated equally. To tell the truth, I'm a bit sick of hearing crazy stories where women/girls aren't treated equally to men and some kids in classes are favored more than others. And that different races are being disrespected by ignorant people. Please do something to make them a bit more equal (listen to Emma Watson's speech if that's still around).
Well, I don't really know what's happening over there. All I have to add is, if you can bring people back to life, bring my old history teacher, Mr. Lewis, back to life and let him fulfill his life long dream of flying into space (please).
-Aimee Rowe
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