Karen’s blog

Sadly it is true, middle school was great. The people that are still in it are lucky. High school is just them not caring, we learn a lesson take a half a day to review it, a speed review, then test. it’s really fun at times, 7 minutes in the hall is fun and we have to find our own bus, you middle schoolers are lucky.
If you think drama is bad there, wait till high school. Food fights are NOT fun, don’t even think about starting one in middle school, trust me the teachers are doing you a favor by stopping it. If you hate how long class is now….. You are going to die in our hour and 45 minute classes. It you think your big tests are bad, wait till midterms and finals in high school. Your teachers are NOT mean; you don’t know what mean is. If you say you didn’t get your homework so you didn’t do it…. wait till you have to teach yourself the lesson and do the homework to be ready for a quiz on it the next day. You WANT your teacher to repeat EVERYTHING now.

It’s not that bad though. You get friends that are like family to you. You get to take the classes you want to. You don’t have a homeroom to sit in for your bus to get called, you have until 2:10 to go outside and find your own bus. You are more independent. You get 7 MINUTES in between classes. You get to be part of a FOOD fight. Your friends have your back through it all.

for people going to my school… and you know who you are     my advice is…….  use your food tray as a shield during food fights, (for the girls) dove shampoo really gets rid of the mash potatoes smell, Mr. B’s project- remember what you do in his class, it helps with others to come. Mrs. D’s class-you better be nice in her class, there are VERY FEW English teachers as good and fun as her. Mr. S’s class- LET HIM REPEAT HIMSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It helps BIG TIME!!!!!!!!!!! Mr. N’s class-just laugh, not many science classes do that anymore.

all I have to say is good luck to all you guys, and try to not throw out the notes you take in all your classes, you’re going to wish you didn’t later on.

p.s- be careful!!!!! facebook will be your life and the one thing that can ruin it!!!!!!!

I know that this is old but last year my dad let me meet my favorite band because of my grades, i have been putting off putting it up but that ends now. because it was a VIP backstage thing, they took the picture, but i got to get them to sign anything i wanted for free. ( as appose to waiting forever in line to pay 20$ for a CD that i already have and another 5$ for them to sign it and 10$ for the picture.) so here it is……

Ya i know they are short!!!!!!!! But i have to say that i almost fainted right there, it made my life and it was just the best thing that ever happened to me, i was in the other girls group, i just meet them that day (just in case you were wondering)

In every girl’s life,

 
there are three guys.

The one she loves, the one she hates,
& the one she cant get enough of.
And in the end,
they’re usually all the
same guy

I was just reading on Mr. B’s blog again and I saw this saying… 

We are always getting ready to live but never living.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

That’s when it hit me; I realized that the saying is right. Everyone is always ready to live but never follow through. I admit that I am like that, I am ready to just throw myself out there at any moment, when the moment comes I hide back, and I think it is just because I am scared to see what would happen. I mean I would rather live a life of crazy moments then a live of regrets. I guess it’s just like that for everyone, we always say things will change but we never act to make them, we are all just waiting for that brave person to come around and help everyone.

I am done with that, I want to be no, going to be that brave person, just throw myself out there. Dance like no one’s watching. It’s time for all of us to be ready to live; if we all were this world would be so much different, maybe even better. Who knows maybe there will be no war.

Ok well I just got my first high school project; I am happy and sad because projects are not fun at all. But then when the teacher said he didn’t care how we presented our project, it got me thinking to back in Mr. B’s class. I can go all out on this project. I can make an audio or a video or just a song. Well maybe not a song to sing in front of everyone but one they could hear that I recorded. When he said a slide show would be great, I thought of when Mr. B said that we could not have many words on it. The kids started to talk about putting key points on the slides and just doing all this boring stuff. Before I tell you what happens next I better tell you that the project is about Egypt, which is my specialty, we have to pick one of the 7 things that make an empire strong, and my group picked culture. Okay well after they said all the slide stuff, I said we should make a costume, they all looked at me weird, but then I said that we should make a costume of a famous pharaoh and say why they wore that and what it meant. Then they said that was great but it can’t just be about clothes, so I added food and how they ate, we should make a dinner setting of how they ate and what should be on the plates. They all thought it was a great idea and completely different, I was happy at my strange mind

I was reading some of Mr. B’s posts and I don’t know why but it just got me thinking to when I was a kid.  I know I’m still a kid, but there is a huge difference between kid and teen. So I started thinking of what I would do if I was a kid.

I would wake up at 6 am on the weekends because for some reason I could, and I would watch bugs bunny cartoons. Then I would go outside and play with my best friend and neighbor (she still is my neighbor today and we are still close) Charlie, we would freak when the ice cream man came because that was a rare treat on our street. Then I would go to a play ground, anyone at that, and I would just play on it and laugh and have fun.

But none of those things are what I would do. I think that when I was a kid I didn’t care, for once about what people thought of me or how my hair looked, or what I wore, or even the makeup on my face. I just would not care; I would just go out and have fun. But why can’t I do that now, the sad part is that I don’t even remember a time when I started caring what people thought about me. I just remember when middle school started that was when the judging did too.

So people being mean and making fun of me making me want to wear name brands and put makeup on? Since when was our lives ruled by what other people thought? I know exactly when….. When middle school starts, thats the bringing of you becoming the one person you hated and not realizing it till it was too late, until you have to get up at 5 in the morning to straighten your hair and put your makeup on, so you could take the bus at 7.

people always ask me why I joined band, and I answer with “it was the only thing my sister didn’t do” that’s a lie, I joined band because it’s the only place where every kid from every click joins together and just plays music and has fun. I can give you a good example, for high school we have to go to the school field from 8am to 3pm and practice marching and playing for the competitions starting the first weekend after school starts. After that week, on the last day if you paused and just looked at us, you would see all of us joking around and laughing, having a great time. You could see a family, not by blood but the type of kids that would help you, the freshmen in the band were well protected by the upperclassmen, and if you messed with one of us you messed with all of us. (Think of it like an army, only less discipline, our band teacher always says “we are one person, one mind, one soul.”) We all know each other by name and know things that they like or dislike. We have those inside jokes that only the band knows, simple things like one word “delicious” say that to anyone of my schools band members and all of us would just burst out laughing.

The band is the one place where there is no judging at all, not on how you look or carry yourself, we are all just friendly people that stick together through the drama and stress of high school. And here’s the best part….. We don’t care what you say about the band or being band geeks, because we are having a WAY better high school experience then you will ever have

One of my old teachers, Mr. B, wrote a post on “five things i would do if i was not afriad.”  So i thought i would give it a try, so here it goes…

1) I would get the guts to try out for the high school football team, and if I made the team I would make sure the coach let me play.
2) Try out for the lead part in a school musical and show everyone my talent at singing, of course I would have to get rid of my stage fright.
3) Do a solo for a band concert on the trombone.
4) stand up for myself and not let anyone, older or younger, tell me what to do. With teens of course like in high school not with adults.
5) I would go out on a limb every day and not be afraid of taking chances and raising my hand in class.

I was just thinking as I wrote this that I’m not going to make this and if I was not afraid list, I am going to make it a “goals” I am going to do everything on this list. Just like we all should, we should all make a list of things we would do if we were not afraid, then we should do those things.