Polished Journal

Once upon a time, there were three people named Kana, Emily, and Daniel. They were homeless and lived in cardboard boxes on the side of the street. One day, a guy named Will Rhoder came and stole their cardboard boxes. Kana, Emily, and Daniel were so mad they decided to kill him. How dare he take their homes! They started to scheme a plan.
I was walking down the street one day when I heard the three scheming. Will Rhoder was my brother I lived with and I did not want him dead. I invited them to my house for a nice Thanksgiving dinner; however, my real plan was to get them to stop planning to kill him. They agreed.
When we got to my house, I got straight to the point and told them not to kill Will.
“Why?” asked Kana, “He stole our lovely homes!”
“Yeah! Kill! Kill!” Emily and Daniel chanted.
“No, no!” I screamed. “No killing!”
“But why!”
“Because,” I said as I went to Will’s bedroom and brought him into the room, “we are not people!” Then, Will and I pulled on a zipper on the top of our heads and zipped off our costumes, revealing us as two harmless frogs.
“What the heck?” Emily remarked as she blatantly stared at our green bumpy flesh.
So, I told Will in Spanish that we should probably go. We hopped out the door and into the pond down the street.
“What the heck?” exclaimed Daniel.
“I do not know, but let’s live in their house.”
So they did. Kana, Emily, and Daniel lived happily ever after.
Until, one day three years later, Kana heard a knock on the door. She went to answer it and saw a frog carrying a machine gun.
“Say hello to my little friend,” said Will. He promptly shot all of them. “That is what you get for living in my house for three years. La venganza es dulce.”

OCD

I am totally obsessive compulsive about things. It is really hard for me to be in a really messy place without cleaning it. When I clean things or do things, I have to make sure it is perfectly clean and nothing is lying around. For example, my friend Drea has the messiest room ever, all the time. I can barely stand in her room for more than 5 minutes without picking something up. I also compulsively correct people's grammar, including my own. It drives me crazy when people say things like "more better." It is very angering. I'm OCD about eating. I can't eat something new without finishing the one before it. I have to eat in "layers."

Research Paper

My research topic is caffeine's effects on the body. My thesis sentence is "Although many struggling workers will contest that their morning cups of coffee help them concentrate, caffeine has more of a negative effect on the body than a positive one." I'm not positive on my subtopics yet, but a few things I've come across in my research are: caffeine's effects on children and pregancies, addicition, diseases caused by caffeine, difference between caffeine in food and drinks, and caffeine overdoses.

10/24
I've decided my interview will either be with my sister, who is in college and drinks about 50 cups of tea a day, or Ms. Embry, who is trying to get off her coffee habit. I'm also going to do a newspaper source with an article in the AJC about the new energy drink, Cocaine. I have a lot of sources that I can use, but they are mostly online. I am also going to use an old National Geographic I have that is all about caffeine. I still don't know what my actual presentation will be.

10/25
I've been using Gaileo and other ones off the library website, and they come up with a lot of things. I need to make my search more specific, because I get so many things and irrevant things. That is the hard thing about my topic, or thesis. I have a specific topic, but it is hard to search it without getting off topic things.

Handicapped/Advantaged

Why am I handicapped? I'm a shorty. I can't reach things as high, as say, Nic. I am also handicapped in the way that I am bad at writing. I am also handicapped by my indecisiveness. It is really hard for me to just choose on a whim, or if I do, I always regret my decision. I think I have too high expectations for everything. I also tend to beg a lot and I want a lot of things. I also am a very picky eater and allergic to a lot of foods, which is not very fun.
I am advantaged because I think quite logically and I love to work under stress. That will help in college. I think I am also at advantage at DHS because I have had two siblings go here, so I know a lot about how it works, the teachers to avoid, and other random things. I can also make friends quite easily which is helpful in new places. I am also very good at learning things quickly and can pick up on things. I am pretty good with technology.

Journal - A-Z Biography

I went to the apple festival this weekend. I really like to ride on boats, which is what I do in the summer. I am a total chocolate junky, and love everything made out of dark chocolate. As a child, I always loved to eat things I shouldn't have eaten, like bugs and leaves. I was a freaky kid. Growing older, I became less weird and more bossy. I loved having control of things. I have loved ice and snow forever. I just can't put on enough layers. In school, I was always the smart kid. I was also a liar, but only about stupid, meaningless things. Now, I am back to being weird and odd. I love poetry and hate having to quit doing things that I am into. I hate the color red and love being named Sally. I love doing pointless tasks and knowing pointless facts. I agree with Erica, umbrellas have no point; I would rather dance in the rain. My favorite thing is eating very ripe watermelon and spitting the seeds at things. In sixth grade, I broke my foot and had to get an x-ray. I am really young and love it. Zoology is cool.

Cadaverous

I'm donating my body to science. That's what the cool people do. When I die, I think it would be good to have your organs for something helpful for other people. I want my body to help other people live. I mostly think I want this because of Grey's Anatomy. They always do that on that show, and that show is awesome. So, I want my organs and bloody parts to go to someone that will use them and prosper. I don't believe in "the heaven" because to me, that seems like you go the clouds and are like, chilling with jesus. I just believe that you go somwhere good and better than life, and thats all you can ask for. Not some mansion in the clouds. I honestly don't know what happens when you die. Your body is just... dead. Your soul is just sent on to another person. I think that a piece of you is in every person you have ever met, and anyone connected to them. But, really, I don't know what happens. That's what keeps it mysterious.