Confessions: 1

{ This idea goes to Carlotta. I was inspired so I had to do this. I have A LOT of confessions.}

Confession:  I am angry. >_<

Confession: I edited a photo to make me look like I was a vampire coming to get the victim. 0_0 *Backing away slowly.*

Be scared AND jealous. 

 Confession: I haven't done my homework yet. I didn't have school today. But Ms.Greene {My science teacher.} gave us homework that is due tomorrow. *Crosses fingers for snowday* 

 Er, I can't think of any more, well right now anyways. Guess I should go do that science homework....

Nerd Glasses Are Epic,

Lexi

Changes

OK. 

I have finally been able to post about some things. Some good news, and maybe some bad.

I am getting a blog design from Chicken Scratch Designs, a.k.a , Farm Girl Writes.

It's still getting designed, but it is sounding fabulous. I can't wait for it!

In other news, I am getting overloaded with homework at school. ^_^

I also am working on my novel. :D exciting!!!

Nerd Glasses Are Epic,
Lexi

End Of Exams (FINALLY!!)

Yet another post for today. Not really an unusal thing for me.

The reason for all of my double, maybe triple post per day is because of the week I'm having. Currently this week I had 2 whole day of school, then 3 half days. Of course because of exams. (I had 3. French, U.S. History, and English.) My French exam was 120 questions. I was SO scared when she said 100. Then added that there were 20 listening questions. EEK!



Via



I was SO nervous for the French exam, but it was actually really easy. If you pay attention in class.

Today was a nerve bursting day for me as well. I had to do my Quakeville project. Let me tell ya what goes on.

Our group had to build a building that could survive a earthquake. We had to chose were to build, what matierals to use, blah blah blah. Then today, we had to test our building on a super magical "earthquake" A.K.A. a special machine that shaked really really fast.

What was funny was that some people, actually BUILT on the fault line. So that means they had to go on the big table. Which equals really fast shakeys. :p

Thank LORD that we built on bedrock. Our building survived! I was SO relived. (I almost cried when it was our building turn. Stupid girl hormones. Oh, and one girl actually cried. I felt for her.)

In other news, I have a fasination with those little diswasher packet thingys. You no what I'm talking about, right? I love squishing them and seeing wich one as the most dishwasher stuff in it. Just call me crazy.

Via

The reason for the sudden outburst for my love of dishwasher packets is becuase I just did the dishes. Gah.

Also, I found some AWESOME needle felt animals on Etsy, so go check em' out. :D

Nerd Glasses Are Epic,

Lexi

Expanded Moment

Ah.. 

The sweet feeling of writing your feelings. I love writing. So that is why I am going to begin posting stories and little writing stuff and well as blogging about my day. So the first writing piece I will put up here is something I wrote a few minutes ago for my Language Arts class. I think its pretty good. It is based off an experience I had this summer at my school well getting my school stuff. So here yea go! Enjoy!

# 1 Expanded Moment: Instead of speeding past a moment, writers often emphasize it by “ expanding” the actions.

After taking my school photo and getting my schedule, I headed with my Mom to find my locker. I suddenly remembered what had taken place last year, and my heart stopped, I really hope he isn't there. I thought in my head. As we rounded the corner I kept pleading in my head for him NOT to be there. I started to feel like I couldn't breath, when I looked over at my mom I forced a smile on my face, only to find out he was there. My heart started pounding loudly and so forcefully I thought everyone could hear it. Please don't come over here, and please don't notice me. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping, no, praying for him to not notice me. “ Hey!” He shouted out to me. Oh SHOOT!! I thought as I heard him, but I could do was reply with a weak smile and a “ Hi” back. As we were walking away my mom decided to find out who he was. “ Who's that?” my mom questioned. “ One Of my friends.” I replied quickly. “ OOOHH.” She replied. SHUT UP!! I thought. Everything that I didn't want to happen happened, starting with that little incident.