Its amazing how many things can change in one year…

...as I was looking back into my journal I saw that life isn’t as easy when you stand back and look at everything that’s gone on. I loved the journaling because we could express ourselves however we wanted and not be afraid to say weird or crazy things. It was cool to just take a personal time and think about all that’s happened in the past and focus on whats ahead. Im so glad we got to journal everyday because some of the days it was eh but most I had tons to write about.

It was amazing how all the songs worked out! Theres so many amazing musicians in this class its crazy!!! For example all of the songs that we made were different and none of them were the same… that’s kinda how life works too… some stories are different than others and we all get to choose how we live life… we all have the choice or right and wrong, heaven or hell, love or hate, and we all choose what we want. Im so glad and grateful that I had the choice to go to 3rd period creative writing because if I didn’t I wouldn’t have gotten better at song writing or even just writing!

All the projects we did were never boring or useless or so I thought. All of the cards that we made, and the story we had to write were extremely fun. And it was also cool that we had so much freedom on what to do our projects on. The music in the beginning of every class was cool too cause every day it would be a different song and some days the song would tie into what I was writing or make me feel more alive when I wrote. Im so glad I had you as a teacher [Miss Campbell] and I really hope you can teach next year!!!

I am obsessed with chocolate.

1. I hate all sorts of nuts.
2. Things that normally cause all of my sneezing are sodas and the sun.
3. I am *obsessed* with chocolate. I was actually going to name my blog Queen of Chocolate and go into fangirl posts every single day, but then I found out a girl took my URL from my claws. Gawsh. But I like this way better!
4. I cannot stand the sight of blood. I have yet to faint, but when people say the word “veins” (I almost fainted just writing that word) I get all weird and I can’t really grasp anything with my hands and I feel like curling up in a ball. I hate blood.
5. I love having the hiccups. I think it’s the cutest thing ever.

6. The first “book” I ever wrote, I started it when I was nine, finished it when I was ten, and it had exactly 87 pages in it. It was about a mythical place deep inside a hidden place, and could only be entered through a marble door.
7. If I were to sing out loud, children everywhere would pass out.
8. I’m really paranoid. If I’m by myself in a car or waiting for anyone, I feel like someone’s going to jump out and kill me or kidnap me.
9. When going up the stairs, I sprint up because I think someone is chasing me.
10. When eating M&M's, I always leave the brown ones till the end. Always... I feel disappointed if I accidentally eat a brown one.


Jessica Sandoval

Yupppppp

Third period creative writing was been amazing. I never would have thought that I would like writing so much. The best part was being able to journal never in a million years would I think that I would keep a journal. Normally I get bored with it and stop… But Because of this class I write in my journal all the time. Not only in class when we have to write but whenever. Favorite part was being able to just write about whatever, I could write about my day or just vent about something that I was going through at the time. I liked that I wasn’t forced to read my work unless I wanted to because when you’re forced the fun of it goes away. Even though we did class work it didn’t feel like a class because it was just chill and cool. It’s cool because I did things that I never thought I’d ever do like help write a song and write stories, even though they probably sucked, but still it was fun. Miss Campbell is a cool teacher also so that made it better. I liked how she let us kind of in a sense do what we want. We were free to be as creative as we wanted to be.
I’m really going to miss everyone and the good times in that class room. Everyone was pretty much good with each other no one really had any beef with anyone so it was perfect, no drama! When I think of creative writing class… I think of Bryce’s random food writings, Tyler pretending to read and the music. I don’t care what anyone says I thought the music was good. Yupppppp so gonna miss that class


-SM

Creative writing was fun this year.

Creative writing was fun this year. I had a great time doing the writing every day. The first day of that class was interesting. There were a lot of familiar faces. I remember hearing all the random stories about all kinds of stuff. I remember that I wrote about Obama and Kobe playing basketball. I also remember when Vidal came late on the first day and had the best story. He use to make me laugh all the time. I liked creative writing the first semester because my best friend was in the class, then he left to go to study hall. I was so mad I wanted to transfer to but there were no classes for me to go to, so I stayed.

So the 3rd quarter was the worst for me I had no one to really talk to. It was getting really boring. Then we watched freedom writers. That movie inspired me to like the class more. I began to like writing again; it was like the beginning of school for me. Then Miss Campbell told us that we were going to do a song. I was super happy for that. I liked working in my group with Kat, Alex and Se’Anna. I had a great time writing the song with them. The song was my favorite thing of the year.

And I would like to thank Miss Eslinger for putting up with me. This was one of my favorite classes.

CREATIVE WRITING! OVER?

Oh my goodness so weird! I’m sad..that this is gonna be our last blog that we are writing for a grade..at the same time, kinda relieved that we don’t have to be graded anymore. But yeah, this class has been great! All the writing assignments were kinda fun, and some of them REALLY fun. I got to dig in deeper within myself and actually find out some things about myself that I never knew… It sounds weird, I know. Maybe you feel the same way, or maybe you’re just like, “Uhm…okaaay WHAT is she talking about?” Haha, but whatever my blog post. =P But yeah, when the topics got deeper, that’s when…well I got deeper…when I got personal, with myself..haha. Anyways, I’m really glad actually that I took this class. It was a lot of writing, sometimes a lot of work, but I really enjoyed it!



In the beginning of the year, I remember when we were told that we were gona write in our journals, and never stop writing for like the first 10 or 15 minutes of class, I was just like, “AWESOME!” haha cuz I like to journal. It was kind of weird at first..haha funny, cuz when you looked around at that time, everybody was just like “Eh? What? What do we write about for 10/15 minutes!” Oh yes, I remember that..and then all the funky/calm.depressing/happy/interesting/questionable..? –MUSIC that we listened to! I loved that part..Oh also, remember those worksheets we got for that ”character” part of the quarter? Yeh’p oh, and what Alex mentioned in class the last week, all of Vidal’s crazy jibber, but beautiful lil poems/stories…uhm whatever they were. Ahaa..I remember getting in trouble for talking to Karen or Bryce or just someone in general a lot. Whooops, sorry, Miss Campbell my bad. Oh and Bryce, I think I will actually miss your random stories about how much you ate..one day Bryce..we shall feast! At the same time! Ahaa, but awww and of course, Miss Campbell’s surprising and cpp; stpries about her life..and of course, we’ve got to witness the development of her and Jesse’s relationship from being her “man friend” to her “boyfriend” to now her “FIANCEE!” haha love it! But yeah, those were good times. The end was definitely my favorite. I was SO INCREDIBLY excited you don’t even know. Haa, I can’t believe we actually wrote a song! And played them together…in FRONT of people. That was really cool, and I really loved it.


Well, it’s really been great, I am now about to make my “depart sentence” so…to all my creative-writer-classmate-bloggers, it’s been a great year..I hope that you’ve enjoyed yourself too and everything…and yeah! Well laters everyone, goodbye 2009-2010 school year and good luck to all my seniors! You will truly be missed! And Miss Campbell, have fun on your wedding, I am SOOOO HAPPY AND EXCITED FOR YOU WUHUUU!!!! We love you and thank you for everything you’ve done for us! It was amazing! Hope to see all of you in the future sometime, thank you hehe laters!


-KAT :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10i6ezs0eEQ

So writing a song...with 3 other people...with very different tastes in music...but bring all there different ideas together to form a great song...is amazing! It's hard enough writing a song on your own to fit into the box that you have imagined in your head! But that's the best part about it...you don't have to be pushed and closed into this box when you're writing a song! Of course there are formats and outlines you can follow, but the beauty is you can throw all that out the window and create your own format! Writing a song gives you the chance to be free, be who you are, express your thoughts and feelings musically, dare to suck and not care! I definitely have dared to suck and believe me...definitely accomplished the sucking aspect of that phrase! But in music that's what's awesome, you may think you have a stupid lyric in your head, but you throw it into your song anyways and it works...it actually works really well! Expressing who you are through music and words and sharing that with others is a great feeling! The best part is, whatever you feel that day and decide to write about, there’s a genre of music for you! You feeling happy?! Write an upbeat, fun, poppish song! You feel a bit discouraged...I would say write a sad song but then you just become more discouraged...so flip that frown upside down and write an encouraging, uplifting, high spirited...possibly...country song! Which makes me think of a wonderful song by Miley Cyrus...When I look at you! :) Its a song about being discouraged, but once you just look at that one person...everything is ok again. So many times we feel like nothing is going right or the way we planned or thought it would, but there's always that one person that can make everything better. That one person, that no matter how bad you're feeling, can you make you smile from ear to ear without saying one word. That one person that you know you couldn't live without. That one person that you would beyond a shadow of a doubt jump in front of a bullet for. That one person that you know was placed into your life...not at all by accident or chance...but for a reason. For some people that person could be God, it could be your mom or dad, your brother, sister, cousin, aunt, uncle, grandma, grandpa, best friend, girlfriend, boyfriend...no matter who that person is make sure they know how you feel about them. Let them know how much of an impact they make in your life. Let them know how much you care for and love them. Let them know that you would never want to be without them...even if that meant taking your last breath so that they might live one more day. This is what Jesus did for us...be willing to do this for somebody else.

This was one of the most random years of my life.

But at the same time I don’t know in what way. It just was. If you know what I mean. If you don’t, don’t worry, because I barely do. Ahaha. I did not accomplish any of the things I planned on accomplishing. Which was really rather disappointing, considering that I had a lot of goals on my “LIST OF THINGS I PLAN TO ACCOMPLISH THIS YEAR”. I think maybe I did one or two of the things I planned on doing. I’ll work on them during the Summer Holidays, though. I will try to accomplish at least half of the list. If not more. My grades started out pretty good, until I got all stressed, then my grades dropped drastically. That was NOT good. But I made more friends and my bonds with my other friends were strengthened. So that was good. At least I did that. I was really happy about the Creative Writing class, though. I think it really helped me discover my inner writer further. I found out that I am incredibly serious about a writing career. Which is really good because that is all I am good at, besides shopping and traveling. And well, you don’t really get paid for that. I really enjoyed the class. I especially adored the “Fiction Writing” section. Since that’s what I’m good at. I should expand my horizons though. It’s just it is so much more easier sticking to what you can do, people can’t tell you that you’re wrong in those cases. Having this class was a relief. Especially when you have teachers who don’t like how you write at all. There is nothing worst than that. Except, of course, when you get accused of plagiarizing.

THAT SUCKS.
ALWAYS.

Love All Of You:
-Karen Guzman

The Yellow Brick Road (LAST POST? Never.)

What a year it’s been. It went faster than lightning, but slower than an obese snail. Like every year all the seniors fly away and start new beginnings. Juniors, soon after, take the reign and are dubbed the highest of High School royalty. Sophomores move on as juniors and finally get to go to prom without having to be invited. Freshmen become sophomores. Somehow or another they get a little more respect than they did a year before. I’m told that boys are less stupid by then. No. That’s impossible.


Then eighth graders stumble upon the yellow brick road. High School. This is when girls get taller and lose their annoying braces, and boys get a few inches taller and they finally start to get facial hair. (Maybe. It’s not guaranteed.)


While eighth graders say “Goodbye to Junior High”, seniors are saying good bye to High School.


Farewell, lovely seniors. Sorry the juniors are kicking you out. They seem to really want the crown.


-JJ

Well the year has finally come to a close...

...and to be honest I couldn't wish it to come any sooner. Don't get me wrong I've had some great times, it's just some things are best to take a break from. It's hard to enjoy a class when most of the students don't even appreciate the class or the teacher. That can go for life too... We never can even begin to see what the future holds unless we try to keep an optimistic mind. During my time, my favorite thing in the creative writing class was making the cards. It not only made me connect with my inner creativeness, but I actually enjoyed it. I can't say the class brought me some major epiphany that will change my life, but I appreciated the time it provided me to unwind. Even when I had to reluctantly do things, it seemed to at least be for a purpose. I entered the class reminded of Miss Robinette and I leave that class with the same opinion. Overall, the class had it's pros and cons. I can't say I enjoyed everyday nor can I say I wanted to kill myself from the torture. I guess to simply put it creative writing was like wine- I had to acquire the taste. Once I did I began to enjoy it more, and now I can't believe it's over. I'm thankful for everything the class brought me and all the interesting assignments I did. The group projects (like the songs) were also fun to do. It made us leave a comfort zone that some of us (like me) had created. Plato's cave also stuck out kinna like miss robinette's spirit talks. Days like those were the days that made me question what class I was even in. Anyways, back to the topic of the class- I also enjoyed the story writing. Honestly though, I found the packets pointless. Every sentence brought weariness to my very soul, and it caused me to fall into boredom. It was essential I suppose, but then again who classifies it as essential? Well I guess I will miss 3rd period...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CnQ8N1KacJc Its green day -good riddance

So, this year has gone by so fast, I still remember first day of ninth grade year. I didn't know anyone and well Calvary was a way of my parents punishing me. My attitude of coming to Calvary was not the best and I dreaded it. Then something happened, I met people that will forever be part of my heart. Some of those friends well most of them left Calvary and aren’t graduating with me and other graduated earlier. This people will be engraved in my memory and will always hold a place in my heart. As I am sitting here in front of my computer I begin to reminisce on things that I haven't thought about in a long time. This also brings back images and emotions from those times, good and bad. I've noticed that recently as the year is ending that I have become incredibly sentimental. I know you guys are probably thinking, "Oh that’s how you usually are" but NO like seriously its much worse. I just want to hug everyone even people I normally wouldn’t want to! Yup it's bad! Creative writing has let me express myself, it has given me time just for me just to think about life and think about if I really want to give the world evidence of my opinion by writing it down on paper. At least it's no longer screaming out of me if I write it down. I really liked the music portion of creative writing. I got to write about stuff and actually sing it. I really, really enjoyed creative writing. Time has made me appreciate it. It's incredible and amazing thinking about how time flew by. I can't say I’ll remember every moment but I am leaving with plenty of them. So here’s some senior-ly advice:

"Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”

“You have brains in your head."

"You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own.

"And you know what you know. You are the guy who'll decide where to go."

“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”

“To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.”


"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.”


“Time is not measured by the passing of years but by what one does, what one feels, and what one achieves.”


"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."


"Boys don't mean much. You may go through at least 3 significant your whole time in high school."


"Don’t be completely shocked when your friends start changing."


"Classmates who don't always have your best interest in mind come at you from all directions and the borders of recreation and self-destruction can sometimes become blurred,"


"Even beyond your GPA, high school affords you exactly one chance to get things right. You can't rewind four years and change the way you approached your classes and activities, or governed your personal decisions."


"Freshmen think they can just mess around their first year of high school, because they can make up their grade-point average the last three years. The reality is those bad grades stay with you no matter how hard you work later."


"When you look back, you want to be able to dwell on the good memories, so make sure you make many of them."

This is my first blog..

wow. yea i don’t know what else to say other than this is my first blog. but yea i just figured the whole blog thing out. so i guess i have start to blog now or something. It sucks how i just started to blog on the last day of our creative writing class. Sorry ms. Campbell. And sorry if I didn’t spell your name correctly. i don’t think i ever written your name out so i tried to spell it the way it sounds and the way i thought i looked but they all seemed wrong to me. Then i remembered you said in the beginning of the year you said that your name was like the Campbell noodle soup can, so i looked for a can and just copied the company's label. But its all good now because i went back and wrote it correctly, like the can. So yea. i don’t really even know what a blog is. How long does a blog have to be because this seems like a lot to me.

“Invisible Hope”- Penguins in the Sunset

My bones are broken

My heart is crushed
My mind is filled with never ending thoughts
I want to end it now
Why live another day?
I curse at the sky, all hope is drained away…


CHORUS:


Pick me up then tear me down
I feel so alone, nobody seems to be around
No one can even see me…
Am I that invisible?
Why am I here?
I am doubting my life, oh why, oh why, am I alive?...


I feel so blind
I guess I can’t seem to find
The meaning of life…
I’m ready to end it here
I’m ready to disappear
But then I see a hand reach out for mine…


How could this be?
Why did he sacrifice for me?
When I deserved to fall,
He took it all…


LAST CHORUS:
He picked me up, He’ll never let me down
I’m not alone, I am heaven bound
He seems me like no one ever will…
I am not invisible, why am I here?
To give hope for all those who were just like me…
God will break their chains and set them free…
The truth is all I’ll ever know,
Thank the Lord I have found hope…

Sadly, there was no Creative Writing class today...

...and I wasn't able to read to the class my most wonderful and detailed commentary on the MTV Movie Awards. But I will say this: First, I only saw it because they were showing a minute sneak peek of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows... which... ghsjkasdjklghajlaghasjkdghaskljga omg! *squee! squee! squee!* Was amazing! November cannot come fast enough.
And also... I am disappointed with a lot of our young generation. I'm not going to write an entire paragraph sounding like a hater, but... well, all I can say is... how the heck did Kristen Stewart & Robert Pattinson get best female/male performance, then get "best kiss" {which was the most awkward scene in the entire film}, and then New Moon win best movie? I wasn't even rooting for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince there, because there were way better ones on the list!
That's all. I just don't understand it. GOD FORBID these teenagers actually pick up any books at all.

Oh that? Oh no don't worry it's nothing... that's not my FLIPPIN' HOGWARTS ACCEPTANCE LETTER... don't worry it's just nothing.

I think I quite need to not be allowed my computer after eating a bag of dried mango.

My point here is: Come on, young America. There are better things to watch than greasy-haired grown men who barely bathe and spastic young women who can't even give a speech or act a scene in a movie without biting her lip or stuttering.

Jessica Sandoval

Goodby

Well we have had some fun times, and good times on this blog, but until next year when i come back i will be singing of with these last few sick images. The first is the summer time sunset. How sick is summer i mean you get to surf everyday and sleep till noon i can’t wait for it. It is going to be amazing.

The second picture on here is a picture of D Day since Memorial Day had just passed by and June 6th is coming up soon. I wanted to recognize our men and women who fight in our armies and for our beautiful country and there is a song i really like but don’t know if it is appropriate and that is Hero of War by Rise against, i think that it completely captures the feeling of a warrior and a solider.

 So this is the final time I will be singing off.
Ry by

Mystery of Love

v.1 G, Em, C, D

When I saw your face
I lost all sense of reality
In this mystical place
Near the edge of insanity
But your voice keep me here
And im my heart you’ll always be near

Chorus:
Give me a sign
Take my doubts away
Are the stars aligned
Oh come what may
This mystery of love
Can we solve this mystery of love

v.2
you told me you’d wait
don’t give me a blank stare
but I guess its too late
just tell me you care
we created a new beginning
and its leading to our downfall
Chorus 2:
You gave me a sign
Took my doubts away
No stars aligned
Oh come what may
This misery of love
I guess this is the mystery of love

Bridge:
Sometimes things happen
when you least expect it
creating a new beginning
leading to our downfall

Dearest Mr. Paul McCartney:

Has anyone ever told you that you were absolutely the hottest of all the Beatles? I mean, don’t tell Ringo, but you always looked like the sweet rebel. You know, the kind of man who likes to read and watch Maury, but also loves to go boating and play extreme dodgeball and kill others playing paintball. That’s my kind of man, you see.

I’m sure the other Beatles felt a little sad around you, I must point that out. When they came out, and you didn’t, a few girls mauled them over for their autographs. But then you came out, and a whole stampede ran you over, wanting for you to kiss their babies or sign their underpants. You smiled, and a few girls fainted. And trust me, that’s A-okay… I would faint in your presence, too.
You seem to be the shining light of the entire group… I mean, look at the picture: Everyone looks quite like the typical gorgeous bloke (except that gorgeous bloke on the left needs to work his eyebrows), but what is happening here? You all seem to be choking each other. Now, as much as I use the phrase "I will CHOKE you," I don't ever mean it literally (unless it's someone who's about to attack me-- then I won't have second thoughts.


But you are choking each other-- and seem to be enjoying it. But you look like the reasonable one in the group. Your face says it all: "Why are we choking each other? Don't you realize this could cause a health problem? Someone could get hurt. And sir, you've got quite the grip around my neck. Please stop."

You're safe and reasonable. Amazing.
(I will admit right now that in this picture Ringo Starr looks quite adorable. Like Ducky in Pretty in Pink, but sorta cooler. Not that Ducky isn’t cool in my eyes—I mean cooler to everyone else’s eyes.

Mr. Facebook

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iodJMRM3ogI&feature=related

Isn't this video trueee??? Hahaha, for the most part =P man, but FACEBOOK is the DEVIL sometimes!!!! -___- hahaha such a distraction. It's like those "like" pages on...well wow, what do we have here, FACEBOOK! Yes, it's like those fanpages on facebook like

"study..study ... stud .... sta..ah ..... staf .... stafay ... fay ... face ..facebook :D"

SERIOUSLY! you are probably agreeing in your head aren't you? Haha, for example,somrtimes you PROMISE yourself that you're going on for ONLY 10 MINUTES...& bah-OOM! Where do you find yourself? Commenting pictures & responding to status updates 45 minutes later -_____-. Darn facebook..it's such a burden that also brings us joy &keeps us from being bored...=P oh well, what can we do?? =S ehee..

Girl

She was a good, not mean but loveable. She grows up with me. Same age born at the same time and loved me to death. I did not treat her the way I should have. Never played with her always thought she was boring, and then we had to give her away because we were moving. I could care less at the time. Then later I was at my house with no one home I was scared I needed her I needed her. I got a call. And we drove as fast as we could. We got there and se her lying on the floor. Could not move. I stare at her face and tear. Girl died.

                                                                         In remembrance of

Who Wrote This?

You know sometimes we just need that one sound or song that takes us away into peace. For some people it's listening to their ipod and that one band they can't get enough of.

For other people it is listening to birds sing. Honestly I just love going to the beach and listening to the waves. It makes me forget where I am for a split second, and everything seems so calm and peaceful. I think it is important that we have that place where we can unwind, or welse we will just become tense and moody- like teachers.

Hmm.

A product of one to many zombie movies? or maybe the outcome from not needing your baby.. hmm either way its bad parenting. This kid is pretty much eating the cat!!! And look his eyes are as wide as the moon...What a crazy baby.. But Cute non the less.. Now why is it when babies do anything it is defined as cute? What if I was too take a bite out of that cat… Most people would reject me from society… ok maybe I'm exaggerating just a little.. But think about what makes a baby cute... I agree that babies are cute when they’re like 6 months to 2 years old… But the first 5 months… WOW they look like aliens.. Am I right?

-Alex