jellieforever

The author's purpose about this poem is to show a hatred towards a father. Her father was a violent man. He beat her and possibly more since he was a Nazi soldier. She wasa only ten when he died. She was in almost a relieved mood. She tried to find his history, what made him this way. After all that she has been through, she is done.

This summer will probably be the busiest and most entertaining. First I will be going on the London trip, however consequently missing my choir tour with the church choir, but it's worth it. Luckily I know about three people going, so that should be a good thing. The only thing I know about England is the Royal family. (My mom's a big fan, of mainly Diana and Elizabeth II) Then, I'm going to a church camp with my youth group. I absolutely look forward to it every year - since seventh grade. I like to think of it as a time when I can just get away from most of everything, unfortunately the people I despise the most will be there. : /  After this camp trip, I might be going on another one but with my cousin's chuch. I don't really want to. The church is one of those hispanic churches where everything is in Spanish. Sure, that's all great, but i always feel out of place because I barely speak it. I know how pronounce the words though. Besides my cousin and I are a three year difference, we don't have much in common. After all of this it's back to school!

Go media tech, 
Emily

The title of this book came to be The Gospel according to Larry. He chose Larry because as he was doing a bibical action figure expirement, out of pure amusement, and it seemed to be the most unbibical name at the time.
"This all came at a time when I was designing series of biblical action figures - for no other reason than my own entertainment, of course. So I called the site The Gospel According to Larry - Larry being the most unbibical name I could think of."

(unfinished)

-Emily Bee.

Pages read - 30 

For me, finding a book is like actually putting an outfit together. The title is what caught my eye, but when I saw the hand (black painted nails, thumb ring, and  silver balled bracelet, with a concert ticket stub.) It was obviously a guy's hand. Anyway, the ticket made me think it would be about music. I love music and read anything about it, so I thought it would be a "perfect fit." I also read the back of the book, or the the inside. Where ever the summary is placed. (On this one, it was on the back.) Again I see the hand, but he was holding a piece of paper. It had a few lines from the book. It made me smirk for it's witty amusement. 

"Hel-lo? Our lives couldn't be more dictated by the corporations if they gave our schools A/V equipment in exchange for making us watch commercials in class. Oh yeah, they do that already. Never mind."
- from According to Larry
 
What I came to find was, it wasn't about music. I was ok with that, because what  I also found was, it made me laugh. It's witty and fun. I could just imagine the scenes going through my head. There's some great description and feelings in there. I also agreed with some of the things in there. I couldn't help but laugh at that either. 

Honestly, it wasn't my first choice, because I had other books that I wanted to read. I had actually seen this book at the central library, but now I have finally decided to read it. I'll read those other books on my trip to the Uk. yay!

You are what you repeatedly do.
- Aristotle

One of the things I do repeatedly more than anything else is...procrastinate. I hate it, but it happens. I don't know how it happens in fact, I plan ahead, but it never works out. Luckily, my mom helps me out when I need something. I plan, but I never have what I need, because unfortunately projects are given when  my mom has to work nights. 

[unfinished]

Hope is a dream of a waking man. 
-Aristotle

First of all, I think that hope is something you can not always count on. It may be there, but you just can't reach it unless you truly believe you can. It is not physically there, it's not a gas, or any kind of visible substance. You just have to rid of your troubles and grasp the sense of hope with your mind. 

you might want to have Zoolander's hope. He had none, but gained it back with a little self-discovery.

Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.
-Aristotle

Part of myself thinks that what he is saying is, a friendship is a commitment. Or more like a bond.

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Change in all things is sweet.
- Aristotle

So basically he is saying - change is a good thing.
But is it really? Sometimes it could be, sometimes it's not. I don't know for sure. The biggest change for me was moving back to Texas, not in my home town just moving here. I lived in Georgia for five years and those five years were the base of my childhood.

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-Emolee Bleedman

"Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody's power and is not easy."

- Aristotle

This only reminds me of three people, my mother, my friend Aldo and an ex friend of mine. My mother seems to get angry with the little things, so then we fight about it and blah, blah, blah. I don't know why she does it, and then she blames me for WANTING to fight with her. Crazy.

As for my ex friend, I have my reasons for being angry with him. Some people think it's stupid, but then again, those people say the dumbest things. I'd be embarassed if I were them. Anyway, the more I got to know him, the more I decided maybe I didn't want to any more. He's immature and very clingy. Those are only two things.

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There's bee two specific things on my mind. Nothing major...just like day dreams. Except one is things I've been noticing about myself. I usually start with that when I say it: I've noticed that I ________. Such as...

I've noticed that I can't persuade anyone to buy anything.
I've noticed that I forget all the good things that I'm going to say, so then I have to make something up.

There's plenty more, but of course I can't think of any. Argh. I think I could add one more thought. I've broken a friendship, and I'm not a bit sad about it. I feel completely free. Ugh, he can't even fight his own battles so he had to have his friends talk to me, of course I didn't. They were so stupid, they don't know anything and yet they're just trying to have an excuse to cuss someone out, but doing a terrible job at it I must say. But I did my fair share, only better. :) And used less curse words and more of my brillitantness of a brain.

The last silly little thing on my mind is....Gerard Way. The lead singer of My Chemical Romance (MCR). I love his voice and him, at first I didn't like the name Gerard, but it's growing on me. I was joking about him the other day in Ms. Zenner's class. She loves World of Warcraft (WOW), and he plays it on his spare time. I told her that, "The only way I would play that is because Gerard Way plays it. So, then he an I would have something to talk about." *smiles* And could you believe his grandmother taught them everything! Crazy little fact. I want the cd, there's only one tiny tiny little ity bity problem,(it's that little black box with little white words)PARENTAL ADVISORY. I've heard the entire alblum already, but they don't say the F word in every dang sentence or anything. Maybe it's just because it's a little morbid...but it's meaningful. It's sad and funny at the same time, you can also picture it in your mind, Gerard says that it's like a story. He's right, their vision came true for the cd. It's fantastic, they are true talent! My sister wants to take me to a concert, but I want to invite my best friend, 'cause we've always said that we would go together to one of their concerts. So ta-ta for now!

-The future Mrs. Gerard Way

I think there's different types of heros. Such as your movie star heros, firemen, policemen, rock stars, scientists, astronauts. There are thousands of different types of heros. I'll just list mine:

Religion
1. God
2. Jesus
3. And the Holy Spirit =D

Actors/Actresses
1. Johnny Depp
2. Nicole Kidman
3. John Ritter (R.I.P.)
4. John Levitz
5. David Spade
6. Reese Witherspoon
7. Anne Hathaway
8. BEN STILLER!
9. Ben Savage! (and his bro....)
Singing:
1. Amy Lee
2. Kristine Chenoweth
3. Sarah Brightman
4. Mmichael Crawford (BEST. phantom. ever.)
5. The Beatles (Can't forget them)

Comedians:
1. George Lopez
2. Carlos Mencia
3. Jeff Foxworthy
4. Bill Engval
5. EDDY IZZARRD!
6. Matt Lucas & David Walliams (they're on the same show and equally funny. They're so special.)

Family:
1. Mommy
2. Sweetie Pie (yes my dog)

My friends:
1. Arbeena
2. Paul
3. Riane

People in general:
1. Steve Irwin
2. Lee (my first youth minister
3. Firemen
4. Policemen

See? tons and tons. All of those peoplehave some sort of quality in them that makes them my hero. I'll use Johnny Depp as an example, he has accomplished so much coming from a small town. He is creative, talented, and he can morph into any characteristic.

Those are my heros, and this is my end. Go find one, or go home. I'd go home, but I have a lot. :)

I love to sing. Therefore, sometime in my future I would like to do it permenantly. I might want to major in voice in collage. But right now I need more training, so that I can sing louder and stronger than I do now. I sing soft and sometimes loud, but it depends on the song. I don't exactly know right now what genre of music I want to persue in. I know it can't be rock because it sounds like I'm singing a lullaby. For example, Helena by My Chemical Romance (MCR), it sounds like a lullaby and sounds kinda pretty though...But then again, singing soft to rock songs rememinds me of Marylin Manson. Creepy, I hate the sound of his name.

Sometimes I want to persue more in acting. I'm in a group called ICT Clubhouse, for teens in the comunity. We're planning plays and stuff, but I don't feel like I'm going to be in them for a while. I had my heart SET on Mac, but I came here. I don't want to be BEHIND a camera, I want to be in front of it. It's a toss up between singing and acting, but I think I'm kind of leaning over to the singing side. I'vv done that all my life, why stop here?

When I was in 4th grade, my dad said he'd come to the father-daughter dance. He also had to bring my grandmother, because he takes care of her during fall-winter. But as I was waiting, it was past the time he said he would pick me up, he called. He said he couldn't go because there was a funeral that one of my cousins, whom I never got to meet, was also on that night. He wanted to take my grandmother, since she knew him as did he, but I was left at home. My mother held me and we watched Dinosaurs. She had also talked on the phone to my dad, called him a vampire and blah,blah,blah. Most of me didn't want to go anyway because I hate dances, and I knew I wouldn't. Infact, the year after, my dad did come, took me, and we left early because I didn't want to dance or anything.......