Another blog post from a school computer

Hey, bloggers!

Laura here, again!

I just finished my bio core test and now I have nothing to do.

There is still 15 minutes until school gets out.

So I'm gonna write a post for you guys.

I feel kind of sick right now but I don't know why.

And it's really frustrating.

My brother is going to get his tonsils out soon.

So, in honor of that, I'm going to write down the story of how I got my tonsils out.

Not that any of you care... I just need something to write for the next few minutes.

When I was a baby/toddler I got sick all the time.

Way way way way sick.

And one time when I was 3 years old I had tonsillitis and strep throat and pneumonia and something else all at the same time.

So my dad and my home teacher gave me a blessing and the next day I went to see Dr. Matthews and he told my parents that I needed to get my tonsils out.

So, a couple weeks later I went to the hospital.

I remember them making me change into the hospital gown and I didn't like it.

Then they gave me a coloring book... it had pictures of this bear in it and at the bottom of each picture it explained the process of getting your tonsils out. I guess it's supposed to make you not be scared or something. Here is how it goes, I think:

"You're going to get your tonsils out today! The doctors are nice and want you to be healthy. They will make you go to sleep and take your tonsils out. You won't feel it at all! When you wake up, you will get to talk to your doctor. He might even give you a teddy bear! Then, you get to go home and eat ice cream!"

Yeah, dumb, huh?

So, I got this coloring book and started coloring it.

I only had it for like 5 minutes and then it was time to go to surgery so they took it away from me and that made me mad.

And then they told me they were going to put me to sleep and they gave me the anesthesia.

I didn't believe it would actually make me go to sleep, and I remember thinking, as they wheeled me into the OR, "I'm not going to fall asleep. I feel just fine."

Then we went into the OR and I saw all the scalpels and stuff and got way scared for like 10 seconds

and then I fell asleep.

Then I woke up.

And my throat hurt a ton.

And the doctor made me drink this HUGE thing of juice before he would let me go home.

And the juice stung my throat.

And then they didn't give me a teddy bear because my parents are too cheap to buy stuff in the hospital gift shop.

Then we went home

and I didn't get any ice cream.

El fin!

I'm kind of surprised that I remember all this... I was only 3 when it happened.

But the good thing about it is that I don't get sick much anymore... like, I get colds and stuff sometimes but I haven't gotten anything else at all.

Four minutes until school gets out.

I'm gonna sign out.

I will post something else later.

<3

Laura

P.S.

I am super mad at Mr. Spencer because he won't sing me a song. :(

The Race

The Race

"Quit, give up, you're beaten!"
They shout at me and plead.
"There's just too much against you now.
This time you can't succeed."

And as I start to hang my head
In front of failure's face,
My downward fall is broken by
The memory of a race.

And hope refills my weakened will
As I recall that scene,
For just the thought of that short race
Rejuvenates my being.

A child's race, young boys, young men
How I remember well,
Excitement sure! But also fear.
It wasn't hard to tell.

They all lined up so full of hope
Each thought to win the race,
Or tie for 1st or if not that
At least take 2nd place.

And fathers watched from off the sides
Each cheering for his son,
And each boy hoped to show his Dad
That he would be the one.

The whistle blew and off they went
Young hearts and hopes afire
To win to be the hero there
Was each young boys desire.

And one boy in particular
Whose Dad was in the crowd
Was running near the lead and thought,
"My Dad will be so proud!"

But as he speeded down the field
Across a shallow dip,
The little boy who thought to win
Lost his step and slipped.

Trying hard to catch himself
His hands flew out to brace
And mid the laughter of the crowd
He fell flat on his face.

So down he fell and with him hope
He couldn't win it now...
Embarrassed, sad he only wished
To disappear somehow.

But as he fell his Dad stood up
And showed his anxious face
Which to the boy so clearly said:
"Get up and win the race!"

He quickly rose, no damage done,
Behind a bit, that's all
And ran with all his mind and might
To make up for his fall.

So anxious to restore himself
To catch up and to win.
His mind went faster than his legs
He slipped and fell again.

He wished that he had quit before
With only one disgrace,
"I'm hopeless as a runner now.
I shouldn't try to race."

But in the laughing crowd he searched
And found his Father's face,
That steady look that said again,
"Get up and win the race!"

So up he jumped to try again
Ten yards behind the last,
"If I'm going to gain those yards," he thought
"I've got to move real fast!"

Exerting everything he had
He regained eight or ten,
But trying so hard to catch the lead
He slipped and fell again!

Defeat! He lay there silently
A tear dropped from his eye.
"There's no sense running anymore
Three strikes; I'm out; why try!"

The will to rise had disappeared
All hope had fled away;
So far behind, so error-prone:
A loser all the way.

"I've lost so what's the use?" He thought
"I'll live with my disgrace."
But then he thought about his Dad
Who soon he'd have to face.

"Get up" an echo sounded low
"Get up and take your place,
You were not meant for failure here,
Get up and win the race!"

"With borrowed will, Get up" It said,
"You haven't lost at all,
For winning is no more than this
To rise each time you fall."

So up he rose to run once more
And with a new commit,
He resolved that win or lose
At least he wouldn't quit.

So far behind the others now
The most he'd ever been,
Still he gave it all he had
And ran as though to win.

Three times he'd fallen stumbling
Three times he rose again,
Too far behind to hope to win
He still ran to the end.

They cheered the winning runner
As he crossed the line 1st place,
Head high, and proud and happy
No falling, no disgrace.

But when the fallen youngster
Crossed the line last place,
The crowd gave him the greater cheer
For finishing the race.

And even though he came in last
With head bowed low, unproud,
You would have thought he'd won the race
To listen to the crowd.

And to his Dad he sadly said,
"I didn't do so well,"
"To me you won!" his Father said
"You rose each time you fell."

And now when things seem dark and hard
And difficult to face,
The memory of that little boy
Helps me in my race.

For all of life is like that race
With ups and downs and all,
And all you have to do to win
Is rise each time you fall.

"Quit, Give up, You're beaten."
They still shout in my face,
But another voice within me says,
"Get up and win the race."

by Dee Groberg

I will think of a good title for this later...

Hey blog readers!

This is Laura again.

I am writing this post from one of the school laptops.

These computers are so slow -- it is frustrating.

I just finished my dumb report on organs and now I have like 20 minutes to waste until school's out.

Today I discovered that I don't know anything about organs... I kept asking John DeMonja for answers. I guess I'm a failure at biology. But that's okay, because we only have like three more weeks of school and then it will be summer!!!! When summer arrives I can hang out and eat ice cream and party and swim at Emma's house and try to get a tan (and fail at getting a tan) and not have to think about anything school-related for three glorious months!!!! And I also need to work a lot so I can buy cute clothes for next year, which makes me a little mad but I guess it's okay.

So, today I got all those papers to register for my junior year. I am way scared to fill them out -- what if I accidently pick a ton of stupid classes? I don't like registration. I'm still trying to decide whether or not to take AP US, but right now I'm thinking I'm not gonna do it. AP Euro was scary enough, and I'm already taking college math next year. Our school offers some funny classes, like Small Gas Engines and Music Appreciation and Greenhouse Management. Also, Bridgerland offers Meat Cutting and EHS offers Cow Management. These make me laugh. If I have nothing to take my senior year, maybe I will take greenhouse management for fun.

Emma is sitting in the back of the classroom and working intently on her report right now. She looks so focused... I never pay that much attention to homework. Ems is just amazing... she definitely passed the AP test. And I definitely failed.

So I'm way sad because my friend/Sunday school brother is moving away for the summer. It is kinda depressing. But that's okay because I have the rest of my Sunday school family with me and he'll be back at the end of August.

Well, I am running out of things to talk about so I will post something later! In the meantime, I have to ride my bus home and convince my mom to buy a book for me and plant potatoes and do make up work and work for ChaCha and clean my room and hang out w/ the SSF (minus Logan, who I hope is having fun in Denver) and download more music (because I'm still having my crisis) and babysit my sibs and do tons and tons of other stuff before I get to go to sleep tonight.

<3

Laura

your favorite Leatherette

My Teenage Crisis

Hey, guys.

This is Laura.

How's life?

Well, I guess you can't really tell me, because this is a blog post.

But if you really really want to tell me about your life, I guess you can put it in the comments.

But I don't think that too many people read this blog.

But that's okay.

So pretty much I am having a teenage crisis. (kinda like a midlife crisis, but I'm not that old.)

A few days ago I decided that I don't own enough music.

So I started freaking out

and buying music like crazy.

Even songs that I've never heard before.

I only have 732 songs.

Other people that I know have 2000+ songs.

I need more music.

Or I will lose my mind.

Maybe this is a reaction to the AP test being over.

So that is pretty much my entire life right now.

I will post something else some other time.

All my love,

<3>

Emma Here

Dear peps (did I spell that right??)
Well I wasn't going to write anything productive I just have extra time on my hands.
I LOVE uplifting music!!!! :D HAPPY SONGS!!! WHOOOO! Yep.... Well that's all I really had planned to say. So..... yeah...... um......... So this is how life feels without homework.......... I have nothing to do!!!! ............. I feel like I should be doing something worth while..... Wait I do need to be doing something productive....
Bye!!!!
Emma! Listen to happy music
it will change your life!
Spelling errors: 0 well that makes sense since half my paragraph is periods..........

Nevermind

I was going to write something worthwhile here
But then I decided not to.
Sorry.
<3
Laura

Oh Silly Laura.....

Dear readers....
I bet Laura did a wonderfully splendid job at her recital. I remember those things, I always hated them when I was little. They made me so nervous, even through the years I loved the attention. Now you can't see me doing any performance in the public because is scares me. I love playing the piano I wish I kept going to lesson. I might start again so I can finsh this beautiful song I am learning. So Laura even if you did mess up a little bit it was an experence you can take with you and it just another line in your lifes story.!!!!
Well goodnight and farwell the first of May!!!
Emma Rose

P.S. Laura here is something to laugh about: The crazy pirate song ya know well my nieces found it and played it for 3 hour straight..... LOL I do not think that song is funny anymore.....
P.s.s. I got this beautful new Pride and Prejudice book!!! Happy Day!


Spelling Errors: 5 ohh my awesomeness ended.... How about I leave them and you can find them! Hide and Seek! 8D

My Lamesauce Piano Recital

Hey blog readers!
This is Laura again.
I just came home from my lamesauce piano recital.
I did not do well.
I will not go into details.
Have a wonderful day
because you're not me.

<3>
Laura

Procrastination and stuff

Hey guys!

This is your favorite Leatherette, aka LAURA!!!!

*cheers and applause* lol

so here is an update on my life.

In less than four hours I have to go to my piano recital and play a piece that I've played, like twice before. Yeah, I know, procrastination is bad. Usually I talk my mom out of making me go to my recitals, but today she got kinda mad and told me that I need to go to this one because I haven't gone to the last like four. The good thing about this is that I can sight read my piece really really well... it sounds great. If I play it a few more times it should be okay. Plus, I'm not going to know anyone at the recital except for Destry. Who says that procrastination doesn't work?

I am studying a whole ton for the AP test. Watch this --

During the Enlighenment, Mary Wollstonecraft wrote the book "Vindication on the Rights of Women" which stated that women should not have to obey men, and women should be equal with men.

In 1860, Jacob Burkhardt coined the term "Renaissance", meaning "rebirth", because he saw the Renaissance's break from the middle ages and return to Greco-Roman classicism.

Enlighened alsolutism was invented because people wanted one all-powerful ruler who would protect their rights, although most monarchs at the time were not enlightened.

I think I'm losing my mind.

Had so much fun last night!!!! I hung out w/ my Sunday school family... Mandi and Ollie and Logan and Chandler. Then I slept over at Mandi's house and we made waffles at 2:00 AM. Fun fun. 8D But now I'm on sleepover hangover. XP

I need to go pick up Zazzie from Emma's house. I miss him tons. I LOVE YOU, ZAZZLE!!!!

So, remember how my computer finally came home from getting its motherboard fixed? Well, it had been home for one day when it died again! For the same problem!!!! But they fixed it fast this time (I think my dad yelled at the Nerd Cave people and scared them into fixing it fast) so it's home again and I am using it right now. That's good. Welcome home, Marley. (I named my computer Marley after the dog from Marley and Me, because, like the dog, my computer completely disregards whatever I want it to do and just does whatever the heck it wants - lol)

Well, I need to go study some more (I'm not sure my brain can hold too much more... it was already so full before - jk rofl) and then go to my stupid piano recital that I am completely unprepared for.

BYE!!!!!!

<3

Laura

P.S.

We love you, Evan! Get well soon!

<3

Your Sunday school family

May First!

Hello this is EMMA!! (of course)
Well Laura I must say I do get on this blog too.

Well I need to prepare for my AP test so this shall be short and sweet.
I have a tradition to jump on my tramp in the middle of an April shower! I had been planning to do so all month yet I had been busy and I haven't been able to do so. Well luckily for me yesterday it rained! Plus it was the last day of April so I went and jumped on my tramp! Whoo!
In other news today is the first day of May so Laura may pick up Fitzwilliam at anytime. (P.s Laura I am too scared to clean his cage from the last incident so you will need to when you pick him up. oh and don't worry I have cleaned it recently so it should be okay until you do.) There was something else I was going to say but oh well I forgot.
Eat Alot Of Chocolate~ Ems

Spelling errors: NO WAY!!!! I HAD NO SPELLING ERRORS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS DAY SHALL GO DOWN IN HISTORY AS THE DAY EMMA MADE NO SPELLING ERRORS!