Liz's Adventure

CFC

So here's the news, I've started to go to the community center again. However this time there are kids smaller than me not like before when they use to always be older. Its funny sometimes when they dont get you into trouble or when they dont stand over your shoulder asking "ARE YOU DONE WITH YOUR HOMEWORK YET?...... WANNA PLAY A GAME?....... HOW BOUT NOW?...... AND NOW? WHAT ABOUT NOW? ARE YOU DONE?...... ARE YOU GOING TO TICKLE ME?" It gets annoying when your a very busy person like me but oh what the heck right? We were all kids once so let them be.

Some of my favorite words part 1:

I have read The Ask and The Answer by Patrick Ness and here are some lines I really loved from the book

"(where are you to save me?)

I switch off.

I go numb

.............

(you did this instead of finding me?)

And inside I just die."

"It's good she ran, ain't it?

Ain't it?

She was in danger and now-

(but)

(but did she blow up the tower?)

(did she lie to me?)

And I shouldn't think it, I shouldn't think it but here it comes-

She promised.

And she left.

She left me.

(Viola?)

(did you leave me?)"

-page 247 and 248

"The click.

His rude click.

And I lose it.

I'm running toward him and I'm yelling but I don't know what I'm saying and Davi's turning around in shock as I reach the shelter of the tarpaulin just after 1017 and I'm running in with the rifle above my head like I'm some stupid madman and 1017's turning to me but I don't give him a chance to do nothing and I knock him hard in the face with the butt of the rifle and he falls back on the ground and I lift the rifle again abd bring it down and he raises his hands to protect himself and I hit him again and again and again-

In the hands-

And the face-

And in those skinny ribs-

And my Noise is raging-

And I hit-

And I hit-

And I hit-

And I'm screaming-

And I'm screaming out-

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE?"

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?"

And I hear the cold, crisp snick of his arm breaking."

-page 267

"Only one way I can find Todd.

................

He reaches into the bag at his feet and takes out a metal band marked 1391"

-page 378

""It's too late" he says and his voice is is so sad my own eyes start to wet. "I've been dead, Viola. I've been dead""

-page 395

""You touch a hair on her head", Todd says, "and I'll kill you."

"So will I," Lee says.

The man keeps smiling. "I think you have a competitor Todd.""

-page 399

"He beathes out through his nose, looking at the ground, trying to keep his Noise flat. "You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact.

"I do," I say. Also a fact.

"In that way?""

-page 440

"It's not that you should never love something that much it can control you.

Its that you need to love something that much so that you can never be controlled."

-page 494

[One of my favorites woot woot!]

He doesn't look at me, but he nods. "I was just trying to stay alive, looking for ways to find you, hoping you hadn't left me behind."

"Never," I say. "Not ever."

He looks back up at me. "I'd never leave you neither."

"You promise?"

"Cross my heart, hope to die," he says grinning shyly.

"I promise, too" I say and I smile at him. "I ain't never leaving you, Todd Hewitt, not never again.""

-page 195

There's another part I wish I could share but it would spoil the book so much so I won't put it BUT I will put the initial quote which one of my karate teacher really likes.

Battle not with monsters

lest you become a monster

and if you gaze into the abyss

the abyss gazes into you.

-Friendrich Nietzsche (one of the title pages of the book)

A sketch of my idea

Because I am in a challenge called ecobot

I am in a challenge named ecobot and I just wanted to share my 2nd idea guys!

Ecobot challenge idea #2

Name your company:

Auto Cleaning the Streets

Pick Environmental issue:

Pollution of trash when it rains

What do you want to invent?

A robot that clears the sewage from trash when it rains.

Determine your market:

Well populated cities like New York, Houston, Austin, Dallas, ect.

Set your price:

Around $1000 dollars per cleaning robot

Devise a slogan:

“Looking green and keeping it blue”

That guy T.T

The guy at school gives me goose bumps. He's eyes shine like stars guiding you trough the dark pale sky above. He is the one that makes me start my day with a new beggining and with a new end. He doesn't know it. He'll know it. I'll make sure he does. I always fake smiles when I look at him because he, I know, likes another girl. I mean, look at me, I'm not beautiful. I don't know but his crush but she should really feel lucky for having his love. I could say the things that I love about him and still maybe not be able to finish. He is smart, he loves science. Guys that are sporty are like juck to me. He is normal, he gets high grades on powerpoints just like me (even though I beat him last time). He has his goals already and knows he wants to be something like a scientist or something like that. His eyes are the most cozy eyes I have every seen. I feel safe around him and every time I get around him I feel like giving him a huge hug. I of course, have to hit my hand to not hug him. It would seem odd and awkward if I did. He was my best friend in 6 grade and we use to like the same songs. We are both in karate also. I guess I meet him because my friend Tuyen and karate class introduced me to him. He was so smart and cute. I remember sitting beside him every day. We also have the same inicials =V.V= yeah so I have many dreams and hopefully you know it. T.T the thing is, he'll never notice me.

I don't know what's going on in my brain am I going nuts?

For the last few weeks I have realized for some reason I cannot concentrate. Even though I already watched the movie 9 which was totally holding me back. I have realized that now I do things with out even thinking what for? Like last week I tied a rope I found from one end of my room to the other. I have no idea why. However I took it down the next morning after I started having a huge back pain. Then today for some reason that I don't know of I took my backpack with all my drawings to the flea market. I got down from the car and then couldn't even run because of my heavy backpack. I realized I had been walking a mile with the backpack in my shoulders. So, I took it back to the car. My father stared at me like "what the-". Then people kept on stearing at me because I was dressed all wrong. I was wearing a long skirt with a long shirt and flats to a dirty flea market in which you walk on grabel only.......

I don't think this has anything to do with my movie-9-obession which I had and almost got me to faint in the kitchen one day. I kept on thinking of that movie and the trailers and the mini clips for it that I lost concentration, balance, and common sence. I even got in trouble with a teacher this week and I NEVER get in trouble with teachers! Some weird things are happening and I just have no idea why, how, when, what, and where they happen or will happen. Who knows, maybe tomorrow I will faint in the middle of the hallway at school?!

Another thing I thought was the main trouble was my sleeping. For the past 8 years of school, I have been forced to go to sleep at 12:00 midnight in the week days and 8 PM week ends. It had always been so strange how everytime no matter at what time I went to sleep i would still have lots of energy for the next day. However, somehow my grades started dropping and I had to do something. So I tried my best to stop it. Now I go to sleep like at 10 PM. Even though my parents don't care about what grades I get..... I DO!!

So my conclusion is what in the world is happening to me?! I can't even talk to boys that are my friends! I got mad at my BESTEST FRIEND EVER last week not even knowing she had gotten a panic attack int he beginning of the day! I have been doing strange things around the house for no absolute reason! I don't know what's going on anymore! I just don't! :starts to cry:

Last year of middle school's first day is coming up!

Oh my gosh I am so worrie and excited for next year, it won't be like the past two others, 6th grade: I still remember when we went to see The Giver a play from that novel.. Tuyen was trying to tell me she was blind and could not read words in a far distance and then I pointed out a building in the bus the building had a very BIG word... and she tried to read it but couldn't...... 7th grade: I remember when Eduardo Kassandra and I were talking in the line for lunch and then Eduardo told us that he hated when his sister went Yalk to the hand! and he even put his hand in his hip and faced the other hand to us.... it was so silly.. 8th grade is cming up and I am completely sure my friends cannot remember those moments we had together at school.. I am excited too because I finally have the hang of my guitar I am getting a little better at it everytime lol I really want to see you guys already! Even if his was a very short summer....

The story of the boy, the girl, and the house near the beach

She sits beside him infront of the beach. On top of the sand. The sun sets along the horizon painting the sky purple, pink,and redish light red. They hug each otheras they sit and talk quietly so their parents won't notice they have scaped from home just to be together today. They sit quietly feeling the thin sea breeze that passes through the girl's hair making it swing from left to right smoothly. His hair moves the same way smoothly. Their hair swing everywhere but they don't care. They care about not getting busted. Not getting in trouble. Not this night. This evening. This day. Not today, we have to stop just following our parents' rules. Love is love. "We will be together until the end right?...." the girl says touching his cheek and sliding her hand back in the sand. He grabs a purple obscure shell and grabs her hand. Then he opens her hand, puts the shell inside her palms of her hands and then says "as long as we're together, there is no ending........". The sea moves up and down the sand. The palms swing with the wind. The girl looks into the boy's eyes. They are dark but the most beautiful she's ever seen. He touches her hair and slides his fingers through her hair like a brush. "Lets make today last forever......... we're not going to fall apart like the others." She blinks and the moment is gone like mist. She finds his photograph between her hands and a fresh teardrop beside her ear. She grabs her now white hair and the hair clip she wore that day. She looks at an old man in the photograph. Then at the folded United States flag that lays beside her bed. At least beside her bed that is inside the old house that she once lived in when the sea met her and the boy's feet. The house near the beach. The house she'll always remember. Together with the boy that she'll always dream of. The boy she married the week she became 18. The boy she saw turned to dust after he left to the military that rainy day......

Conclusion

School days go on fast, at least from my point of view. This year has been one of the hardest years since all the other years. Why? One thing is Duke TIP. Then TAKS test. However, we did have something that really affected us, hurricane IKE. But it wasn't over just yet, here came all the holidays and the one-day-of-because-of-a-case-of-the-Swine-Flu. It all stopped us all! Now look at us we had to take the SAT, Stafford test, TAKS test, the Iowa test, and some others the G/T test. Too much big tests hu? Uh-hu this is so much in so little time! however, here came what we had been hoping for, a trip to Austin TX to the capitol and to the University or Texas, and A & M University! All for Duke TIP. I attended most field trips though. MOST of them. Anyways, the year was hard and the homework worse. Don't ya'll agree? I agree with myself! Anyways lets get to the point now, I hope I see you all next year in Algebra math for 8th grade. I want to at least pass the first 8th grade days with ya'll before going to Mexico forever. Please take a minute to think of all we have done this year and draw a smile in your face and be proud of how far you've gone! Keep it up until next year and forever. I hope I do too. :-( Ima miss you when I go to Mexico.