☯Week 5: Teachers were teenagers too?!?!☯

OKAY. Sooo, all of my teachers this year are probably quite different from what they were as a teenager. I deffiniatly don't see me being like any of them as a teen.
I feel like
Mrs. Galpin: I don't really know her, but she's super nice. I feel as if in her teen years she was always the really nice, talkitive, and sporty preppy type of person who probably went to a big highschool.

Mrs. Dale: I feel as if she was into clubs and chess and stuff like that as a teen because she's the teacher for all of the computer type of stuff. She was probably a hipster, too.

Ms Hudson: I feel like she was the cool teen but read books for fun. She probably was into different type of things than everyone else but still was friends with like everyone except immature people.

Mrs. Rowald: She's super nice and seems like she probably was the super nice, innocent, and always trying to comfort people type of person in highschool. She probably was in a bunch of math clubs and was the one person who ran to her math classes in excitement.

Mrs. Young: Well, she probably just had her own group of friends in highschool. I feel as if people just kind of did their own thing at her school. I feel as if she probably was drawing in her notebooks during every single class but was still that one person to pass with A+'s in every class she took.

Mr. Burris: I feel like he may be a really good teacher now, and may like not let everything slide in his class.. but I feel like in highschool he was in the "cool crowd" idk why, but that's just my opinion.

I dig my teachers. They're cool......i guess :)✌️

Week 4: The Zombies are Marching

My group is very small. It consists of Ricky, Jess, my friends Maddy and Sarah and my parents. We all would stay together. It's very heartbreaking because i'm scared that my family may become seperated. But we are an ultimate team. Ricky is the leader of the group well and my dad. My dad has good gun aim and ricky is just a beast and has a creative mind in problem solving and plays a lot of video games, so. Me, Jess, My mom, Maddy and Sarah are all dumbies. We're just a bunch of blondes and if it weren't for them we'd be dead. We will hide out in a house in the country. It will be a bricked house with a basement. We are filling in all windows but two with cement. The two windows will be the attick windows. Our house is going to be filled with candles and light. It will be peaceful. We will take turns shooting anyone who comes near. The windows upstairs will be able to open and close fastly with a button. My dad is a mechanic and has worked on every kind of machine including cars and knows how to put things together. so he will do that. When our food supply comes low we will use our hellicopter to hurry to the store or fly to a different state to grab some food. our hellicopter will be secured on our landing dock on the roof with a big bullet proof glass box. We will survive. When it gets too bad we will lock up the house and go live somewhere else for awhile till everything dies down.

Week 3: My Life in Ink!🍃🌌 ☮

The cracked book that I found titled with my name was very intriguing. I would refuse to read my future stories. I mean, it'd be nice to know how my life turns out.. but i'd rather just let it be and live my life where it wouldn't have to be stressful. Say my future is succesful. I'd be really stressed out after reading that and from so on would constantly over stress my self in fear that I may change my destined life if I don't work hard all day everyday. I'd love to go back and read chapters of the past. Probably my Junior high years mostly. or 5th- 8th grade. Those were the fun immature days where all of my old friends remain. As we all went to highschool and I moved away from my hometown (although I don't live very far from it at all!!) Everyone seemed to have moved on with their lives and forgot about me. I miss the days that my sister and I were closer. Nowadays I'm just always in a bad mood outside of school and sometimes in school. Only because I tend to think on the past without meaning to. Oh how I miss the fun stupid memories growing up. One that's school appropriate that I can think of on the top of my head is when my bestie Brandon J and I jumped a cow fence and they started towards us.. then we'd run towards them n they would run. It was a constant back and forth battle. I made super bad choices back then, but that's what made me who I am and gave me stories to tell my kids.. and grandkids some day! :)☮