To the 8th graders at CVMS, my advice to you, as a fellow high school student, is that you give it your all and strive for the best in life. Get motivated to be the best you can. Study hard, practice your skills to make them better, and do not follow the wrong crowd. High school may sound scary at first, but when you actually enroll in it, it really isn’t that bad. You merely have to put your fears behind you and move forward. Getting older and becoming a high school student, you are learning how to grow up, be respectful, and responsible. Life will not wait for you to waste your time and not try. So live life to the fullest and be happy, because you never truly know when your time is up.
Follow your own path and not others, because you could end up falling and screwing up your life for good. Don’t do drugs, drink, or be disrespectful to adults. Ignore the ones who mistreat you or merely don’t like you. Be who you want to be and not what others want to see. There are consequences in life, so be good and do not hate so much. Also, just have fun being a new high school student and strive for success. Don’t let anyone bring you down, no matter what it’s about, or who does it.
Sincerely, Jasmine
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Nature
I see a rock. This beautiful rock is so tiny, yet holds so much beauty in it. There are white, yellow, orange, shimmers, and sparkles all bunched up to make this outstanding rock of nature. The shaped and jagged edges are so typical, but for some reason, this tiny rock is unique and stands out to me and says “look at my beauty.” This rock is like no ordinary rock in my eyes. What I see, is an amazing
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Ireland Is My Fate
I would like to be cremated when I pass away, instead of being buried into the ground. Being buried in the ground when I die is jus gross and nasty to think about. I don’t want to have bugs and insects to crawl all over my dead body, because that is just plain disgusting. I would like to have my ashes spread out in one of Ireland’s oceans. I chose the country Ireland, because from what I saw, Ireland is a really quiet, beautiful, green, and fresh place, the country is just outstanding and amazes me. I just love how natural and green it looks. I have some Irish in me as well, so having my ashes spread out there, would just feel like the right place to be. The people and community there are close like a family and I really like that about Ireland. I don’t think Irish people or whoever live in Ireland are races, I mean I think the people get along well with one another and don’t really judge, based upon appearance. I think they judge you on if you drink or not, because pubs are really this big thing in Ireland, and drinking are just known for Ireland. Most people that live in Ireland are probably either Christians or Catholics. But I don’t really think religion is such a big deal there. When I think of Ireland, I think of how free the place is and how you can be your own person without having other people judge you.
I would like to be cremated when I pass away, instead of being buried into the ground. Being buried in the ground when I die is jus gross and nasty to think about. I don’t want to have bugs and insects to crawl all over my dead body, because that is just plain disgusting. I would like to have my ashes spread out in one of Ireland’s oceans. I chose the country Ireland, because from what I saw, Ireland is a really quiet, beautiful, green, and fresh place, the country is just outstanding and amazes me. I just love how natural and green it looks. I have some Irish in me as well, so having my ashes spread out there, would just feel like the right place to be. The people and community there are close like a family and I really like that about Ireland. I don’t think Irish people or whoever live in Ireland are races, I mean I think the people get along well with one another and don’t really judge, based upon appearance. I think they judge you on if you drink or not, because pubs are really this big thing in Ireland, and drinking are just known for Ireland. Most people that live in Ireland are probably either Christians or Catholics. But I don’t really think religion is such a big deal there. When I think of Ireland, I think of how free the place is and how you can be your own person without having other people judge you.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Love
Love is just a word until it is proven to you. Trust takes time to build and it only takes suspicion to destroy it. So have trust in a person you care about, but donLt get blinded by love, for your heart will be broken in little pieces. So fall in love or fall in hate. DonLt ever claim you love someone, if you do not truely mean it. The last thing we need is someone with a broken heart. Nothing lasts forever, so live it up, laugh it off, avoid the pointless drama, take chances, never have regrets, and 'say you love me.' Happiness has a way of taking it's sweet time, but having you by my side makes it worthwhile. If you're going to tell me you love me, don' leave me alone with tears in my eyes. Remind me you love me and i'll mkes life worthwhile. stick by my side hrough good times and bad, through happy and sad moments, through tears and smiles, because with you i am in love. You are the one who not only caught my attention, but my heart as well. So catch me as i fall and 'say you love me.' Let's play truth or dare, i'll pick truth. And say i love you. The way you look at me gives me butterflies. Never tell me goodbye or goodnight, without 'saying you love me.' I have a weakness for you, because we have perfect chemistry.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Poem Quest
Why do people lie?
Why live life based upon lies,
if life itself is already short?
What is it about a crush,
that makes you smile?
Why do you get butterflies everytime you see him?
Why do we get so nervous around them?
What is it that attractes you to that person?
Why is love such a big deal? Is is even real?
What gives you passion?
Why do people cheat?
Can a person really be loyal to the one they love?
Why say 'i love you', if you don't truely mean it?
What do pinky promises really promise?
Why are people naive?
What truely breaks a heart?
Why are men so imature compared to women?
Why are we so afraid to show our true colors?
Where do tears come from?
Why do oranges taste so sweet,
Yet so sour?
Why are watermelons so sweet?
Why does mountain dew look yellow?
What makes sugar so sweet?
Why are popsicles cold?
What makes candy so irrisistable?
What drives a person to kill?
Hw does a person so insane?
What makes people so boring?
What makes glue stick?
Is it hard to make paper?
Who invented slinkies?
Why are newer generations growning up so fast?
Why are british accents so hot?
Why do we spend most of our lives in school,
When we don't need to know everything?
Why live life based upon lies,
if life itself is already short?
What is it about a crush,
that makes you smile?
Why do you get butterflies everytime you see him?
Why do we get so nervous around them?
What is it that attractes you to that person?
Why is love such a big deal? Is is even real?
What gives you passion?
Why do people cheat?
Can a person really be loyal to the one they love?
Why say 'i love you', if you don't truely mean it?
What do pinky promises really promise?
Why are people naive?
What truely breaks a heart?
Why are men so imature compared to women?
Why are we so afraid to show our true colors?
Where do tears come from?
Why do oranges taste so sweet,
Yet so sour?
Why are watermelons so sweet?
Why does mountain dew look yellow?
What makes sugar so sweet?
Why are popsicles cold?
What makes candy so irrisistable?
What drives a person to kill?
Hw does a person so insane?
What makes people so boring?
What makes glue stick?
Is it hard to make paper?
Who invented slinkies?
Why are newer generations growning up so fast?
Why are british accents so hot?
Why do we spend most of our lives in school,
When we don't need to know everything?
Monday, November 9, 2009
Women Marry Young
Some women marry young,
And end up like bums
Their life isd full with grey sorrow,
They have to ask to burrow
Until they get paid tomorrow
Filled with pain and fear
Can their husband help with her tears
Now her mom doesn't want to deal
I guess i understand how she feels
And end up like bums
Their life isd full with grey sorrow,
They have to ask to burrow
Until they get paid tomorrow
Filled with pain and fear
Can their husband help with her tears
Now her mom doesn't want to deal
I guess i understand how she feels
Friday, October 23, 2009
Poem
Let us leave this ailing night
You and i
To break free from
What is left in
This little drama town
They can't see past
The rumors once spread
Living to spread lies
Thier pleasure, our pain
Let us venture out to
Escape these dark tormented souls
The place that will eventually burn down
To the living souls to
Just forget the past, move on
And live on
All our lives we'e been looking
To live for so much more
But we lost ourselves
Deep with these backstabbing people
Our hometown is no longer our
You and i
To break free from
What is left in
This little drama town
They can't see past
The rumors once spread
Living to spread lies
Thier pleasure, our pain
Let us venture out to
Escape these dark tormented souls
The place that will eventually burn down
To the living souls to
Just forget the past, move on
And live on
All our lives we'e been looking
To live for so much more
But we lost ourselves
Deep with these backstabbing people
Our hometown is no longer our
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