Sketchup WATER LAND

Easier To Destroy

1. It means that no one cares about the school, that they have fun writing on the school walls. 2. I see this every day but never seen the person doing that. Some i seen on walls outside of school. 3. This is important to fight against because it shows how much people care about our school.

What Scare's Me ????????? :)

1. snakes
2. death

Only these things scares me. Snakes can just bite you or kill you, you don't know what kinds of snakes are there. Death is really scary because you can die on any day, any time. Sometimes i even dream of death, is weird waking up having a feeling something bad is going to happen. Is not funny making koes on something that is going to happen to you someday, Some people are scared of anything, i bet when they where little they were scared of anything that says BOO.

Had a mad day? Today I had one, feel like doin nothin. Have u ever felt u were boring , feeling like u not full pf happiness or u never has fun in ur life. It's like starin at a cloud that is empty. Forgot my Ela notebook, Saturday is my cousin birthday his goin 2 have a party n i don't know. I feel like i'm living in a hole that low beneath the ground. No one can get me out n no one can get in. I'm living in the hot or cold days waitin for something to happen, is lonely and can talk 2 no one but yourself. But i like it because i don't have 2 care about thing tht is happening outside of where i am. Is sad but it's ok for me, people can cry but i wouldn't care that much, people can wonder when they going to let me out of there but they need to understand that it's ok for me and that i don't care. I just care if i'm alive right noe in front of everyone who lost hope in life, Some can not are because they don't have a heart, is like someone riped it out and trashed it some where no one can find.
Nov 12, 2009 is today. We now have 3 8th grades classes. I'm still in Columbia 801, none as 8A. Nothing to do, people talking, me sitting writing my thought s from the whole day or pasted 2 days, yesterday we didn't have school. And Tuesday was a half a day. My mom got mad when she found out i missing homework. I half percent like my class. now some1 took laptops from tech cafe, who ever took it please give it mad, why would you want to steal it if , you have permission to use it in your tech time.

Planet Earth Exposed!, Part 2: New York City Wildlife

This is how a ROCK DOVES life is like. It eats worms and insects. They live on buildings or trees to build there nest. There Threatened by Falcons, hawks, owls, opossums, raccoons all eat Rock Doves. Many have been killed by cars, rat poison, and eating litter, but there are still over 20 million Rock Doves in America. They live for 3 to 5 years and lived around us for over 100,000 years.

Feelings n Thoughts

Ever thought when you going to die? Sometimes the thought just comes, I get scared because you don't when you going to die. I had a dream that I got get by a car or a train, or someone shot me. You don't know when, where, or why is going to die. I keep my feelings to my self because no one is going to understand my thoughts, maybe they going to think I'm crazy. Have you ever dream you going to die and then wake up crying? I think that's a sign telling you something important. I never would had written this in my blog. I always felt out of place, thinking that I'm dumb and I"m going to have a bad future. I think that my dad doesn't love me, we always fighting, bossing me around , I can never get along with him. Every time he acts different when I near was because my parents are lieing about something. I feel like no one can stop me, no one's listening to me. Sometimes I want to talk to someone about my feelings,thoughts, how I feel at home, why I'm always sad or thinking of killing my self. It's hard living a lie at skewl then at casa. But I just want to sleep for a very long time never seeing people hurting or teasing me. I got more secrets but never can tell, it's killing me inside holding my feelings but oneday maybe I can tell. If you read this don't tell me, just don't tell. This is just a short joural about a boy who went though this and killed him self in the east river.

Bike Ride

I'm riding my bike

down the street 

riding over people

blood, vines everywhere

laughing crying 

having a ball

singing my favorite song

about a guy beating up a little boy

then dies of riding a bike

just like I did.