Journal number 1

Life

            Oh too often as I am walking around I hear people complaining about how terrible their life is or how they have no idea what is or is going to happen with their life. It's amazing how people can just go about complaining about not knowing what their future holds. I don't understand why people are so worried about what is going to happen tomorrow rather than what is happening right at this very moment. I just don't see the point in wanting to make life go by any faster than it already does. What's the rush?

           Recently I was having a conversation with a friend of mine about how he was feeling lost in life. All he wanted to know was where his life was taking him. He said that he didn't know what he was doing in life and that he didn't know where he was going to go in life. Now, my friend is only 17. He's stressing about college and a career choice, but he's forgetting the big picture. He's forgetting the right now. I asked him why he needed to know. Why couldn't he just go with it and see where life takes him? He responded by saying that that's too hard. Hey, no one ever said life was going to be easy. 

 

          You know how everyone says that life's a roller coaster ride? Well that statement is completely true. Life is a roller coaster that you can't just get off of; you have to just keep on riding to the very end. You can't just stop the ride whenever you feel like life is just too rough, and you're too scared to see what lies ahead after this next curve. You just have to keep riding and learn to expect the unexpected. There's always that feeling of excitement once you get over that next big corkscrew, and once you do get to the end of your roller coaster ride, you are going to want to be able to look back and say, you know what? I actually liked that ride.

         So yeah, life isn't easy. No one ever said that it would be, but you have to make the best of it and know that after every uphill, there will always be another downhill. Just take life one day at a time. Don't worry about what is going to happen next until it is absolutely necessary too. Like I've said before and will most likely say again, Life is life. Whatcha gonna do about it?

The Future

Lyn Lomasi

Hey Guys!
So this week,in my second hour class, I am researching colleges, occupations, and majors. It is so fun! As I am researching the University of Minnesota Duluth, the more I like it and the more I want to go there! They have such good programs and a great community feeling. The more I look into though, the more I start to realize that college isn't that far away. I mean, in a year and a half I will be starting to apply to different colleges and in three years I will be graduatin from High School. I will be packing my bags and moving, hopefully not to far from my hometown. I am realizing that it's closer than I think. I am older than I think. Even being 15 I am thinking about colleges and what career field I want to get in. It's crazy to think the life as you know it, will change. In a blink of an eye, I will be living on my own, working, living on cereal and Ramen Noodles. Soon, most everyone will hit the reality of real life. As we are kids all we can say is, "I want to grow up!" or "I can't wait to make my own rules!". The thing is, once you actuallu do grow up and realize you can make your own rules, you don't want to. You want to go back home with your parents and to be playing in your backyard with your dolls or trucks. Funny, right? My advice is to take every day as a gift and never wish it away.
Have fun living life and having fun for as long as you can!
"Life is life. Whatcha gonna do about it?"-me
See ya!
Kirstin

MCA Tests

Hey guys!
Tomorrow I get to take the first extremely big test of my high school career!! Iknow, exciting right? yeah! No. I am not looking forward to this! I mean, all i have to do is write a five paragraph paper on whatever prompt the state of Minnesota decides to give me but still!! I wrote a practice essay yesterday for the prompt, "What was your favorite place to play when you were younger? Describe it and explain why it was your favorite.". So, I bet you're wondering where my favorite place to play was, right? Well, probably not, but I will tell you anyway! Get excited, because here it comes!! Drum roll, please! MY SANDBOX! Pretty exciting, right? Okay, I know what you're thinking, but it was actually pretty interesting to write about and think back to my childhood, when I was ages five to eight. I was originally just going to make some stuff up, but as I started writing, I realized it truly was one of my favorite places to play. Think about it! My sandbox was waaaay more than a five foot by five foot box of dust and little pebbles. My sandbox became a city that I could drive my cars around, a restaurant where I served the best sand-food ever, or, my most common, a giant volcano kingdom! Any of these different scenarios created a fun-filled time for this six year old. the best part of it though, was the fact that that little box of sand helped me become the person I am today; it took a great amount of creativity and an abundance of imagination to actually enjoy this good ol' box of sand.Looking back on it, I needed that creativity then, and I still need it now, even at the age of fifteen. In school right now, I'm in a class called Interactive Multimedia. It's a class where we get to create presentations, conduct surveys, and make up our own website. right now, we are working on a project about technology through the years. We had to pick a piece of technology and create an online poster using Piktochart to explain how it has evolved. I am working on this project with one of my friends, Kayla. I know, that is not important information, but she's sitting right by me and is making me put her name in. :) Ha well that's all for now!

See ya!
Kirstin

Who Knows....

Joe Bielawa

SICK.......... Being sick really bites! I think the only good thing about being sick on the weekend is, that i can sleep for 19 hours one day and not get yelled at by my mom for being lazy! O well then on Sunday I get to hit the homework! sounds like a blast right? haha well you're wrong! You can come right my speech and do my math if you think it's so fun! The only thing that is fun about this speech is.....................THIS CUTIE!!!!!--------------------------------->  
Yeah I know. I think I just Might have an obsession, but THAT'S OK!!!!! It's a good obsession:) I mean...LOOK AT HIM!  HE is just amazing! okay I'm done talking about Ricky:) I don't really even know why I am writing today. I guess I just got bored? OR DISTRACTED!!!!!!! yeah probably that! For those who don't know me, I'm very easily distracted. I am also a pretty dang good story teller! Maybe I will write you all one of my spanglish stories!! AHHHHHHH!!! They're the best!! I wrote my friend one a couple weeks ago, and he still doesn't know what half of it says! Ha! I will give you a hint! It's about a small penguin, hippopotamus, giraffe, and a bull! They are criminals! and the penguin gets a HUGE army of green army men to try to take down the town! ha guess what?!? It didn't work. So, don't worry he's buried six legs under ground. Yes. I did just say legs. That's because that was a word in Spanish and i accidently wrote piernas instead of pies. hah yeah I know dumb. Oh WELL!!!!! I will stop rambling now! I gotta go write your guys' story!!! BYYYEEEEEEEEEE

Hugs & Kisses,
Kirstin

Reading

My reading and writing journey started way back when as soon as I learned how to read and write letters that soon became words. These words began to come together into sentences, and those sentences turned in an imaginative mind to create stories. These stories were out of this world insane. Most of the time, these stories didn’t make sense and just turned into amusement for adults and children alike. Growing up I learned more words widening my vocabulary turning these babbling stories into real life stories being handed in as homework assignments. Those homework assignments got me to where I am today, writing this essay.

High School.

Hey Peeps! How's life?! Mine is different. Going from a school of 400 to a grade of 400 is a big jump. On top of that I'm in a school with almost 2000 people in it. It's a big jump to go from a small private pre-k-8th grade school to a 9-12 public high school. I guarantee I will get through it, but it's always gonna be hard to get over my family of 38. We never get to see eachother in one place, like we used to every single day. I mean we see eachother in the hallways and stuff but we most of us act as if we are complete strangers, rather then kids that have gone to school together for 11 years. I tell ya....it's strange. I mean it's also a good thing to get some new friends and branch out from the original 38, but it's almost like losing a bunch of brothers and sisters. I mean, we weren't just classmates, like most of the people here are, we were family. The first question we got asked after we spent a week up at ELC was, "Were there any relationships that prodced while you were up there?". The answer was definitely not, but when you think about it, we don't love eachother like bf gf kinda thing. We love eachother like family! Just think. Dating your own brother or sister...I don't know about you but, I say AWKWARD!...let alone illegal! :P hahah! Well that's all for now. Keep in touch!!!
Hugs & Kisses,
~ Kirstin

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A Life. One Life. My Life.