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.

The Story of one girl

I have to just look for him,

look for him in the morning,

after and before classes,

when I walk alone in the hallway,

when I pass close to his classes,

I have to look up and look for him.

No matter what, I just can't stop.

I could just stare at him for hours,

if it weren't rude,

or if it weren't obious to see,

the feelings I hold for him.

At lunch,

when nobody is watching,

I watch his dark eyes sparkle,

his bright smile shine,

his hair wave as the A/C,

hits him.

I try to not make it obious,

to not let anybody know,

about this secret,

the secret which I hold very close to my heart.

By: Elizabeth Sand0val

I just made this up too :-)

The boy in the class

Who is that boy,
that boy that I have to look at during,
lunch time,
and during classes,
why does he look back,
as I look forward?
He looks at me when I look at him.
Is it that he feels my eyes raising and falling?

The boy in my class sits almost infront of me during one class,

I keep on having to look up at him,

as if a bomb would fall and I would save him.

Its not that a farytale would take place,

but I still look up,

why?

Why?

Why do I just HAVE to raise my eyes,

from those pages with words?

I know nothing threathining will happen.

So why do I look up at him?

Everytime my eyes look at the back of his head,

I notice,

he turns around,

or just looks back,

maybe he feels the same,

he has the feeling,

or perhaps just to talk to his friends across the small corridor of chairs.

by: Elizabeth Sandoval

Not that this happens to me in class, I just made this up ;-)

not really

Animation XP

O Christmas Tree

I put my feet on the floor and felt the cold sensation of Christmas morning. I couldn’t hear the coffee running so I jumped out of bed quietly to take a pick of our Christmas tree. I could see 6 Christmas presents lying on the floor beside our Christmas tree. I dashed like a cheetah chasing it’s prey. I jumped, ran, and tip toed for joy. When I got to the Christmas tree, I read the boxes and bags that happily announced “Merry Christmas”. I decided not to open them until parents woke up. I walked around the kitchen in need to open the presents as soon as possible. I walked in circles to get my mind to think of something else while my parents made no noise to make me think they had awoke.
I will have to say that Christmas is a wonderful holiday where you get to stay home with your family, enjoy the evening with a warm cup of hot cocoa, and boxes with presents inside waiting for you under a Christmas tree. During Christmas, you get this comfy, warm sensation even though Christmas is during winter, the coldest season of the year. You feel like you fit in and just feel comfortable being around your loved ones. However, if you live in the streets, this holiday gives you a home. Many shelters open up for people in need during winter. During a very cold, and important holiday, a hot cocoa is enough to make you feel cozy while sitting on a couch or bed, covering your warm feet to keep them warm.
Christmas also brings with it the warmth of happiness and joy. Many people get inspired into Christmas on doing good, thinking of each other, and most of all, hot cocoa. Many people also put Christmas music on the radio or CD players. They happily listen to Christmas music that inspires them to feel comfy. They deepen themselves on the couch, take a drink of their hot cocoa, cover their body with a warm blanket, close their eyes, open them and find their relatives and loved ones sitting beside them.

Letter to Barack Obama (class assignment)

Dear President Barack Obama:

I am Elizabeth Sandoval from ********* middle school. I am in the *th grade and doing well on all my classes. I am writing this letter to you to congradulate you from winning the presidency. There was a school election at my school and about 375 people voted for you while only 7 people voted for McCain! Oh and also I want to wish you good luck on your presidency and good luck on finding that new dog.

There are some subjects I would like you could study them closely and if you can, also change them. The most important thing you should take a look at is immigration to the United States. If you have already noticed Mexico has many "narcotraficos", kidnappings, assults, well in other words, many crimes. Hispanic immigrate here to scape all that! Some people come scaping from crimes like the piligrims did in the 1600s! But what happens to immigrates now? The kids are separated from their families, families lose all they have reseaved in this nation, even people who are about to be deported back to their countries have to wear a bracelet on their right foot like animals! That is horrible sir! That totally needs to change! It doesn't look humanly! We are created equal and we are supposed to love each other as siblings and family.

Other subject you should also take a look at is the DREAM Act. I have heard of the Dream Act is for people who graduate form highschool and want to go to the University. Once this bill is approved as law, the graduates which are immigrants, can get permanty residency if they got here when they were children , were in the USA for a mininum of 6 years, and have good grades and are good at school. I am in Duke Tip this year. The DREAM has to become a law! People like that can change the owrld should be granted such permission! I think that's the right thing to do.

President, I've heard on the past year that the United States have helped many other countries in wars. Even those wars that take place millions of miles awway from this country! But, what I have not seen in theUS helping its neighboors Canada and Mexico. There was a time, I think , in late August 2008 that in a month, in Monterrey they stold 70 banks. You know sir, if your neighbor's house there is a chance that your house can catch on fire too! If we don't stop the crime in Mexico, this could cause the US more crimes. Why? Because Mexico is very close and there is a very short distance to get here from there. This could even cause another 911!

Have you heard of the quote that says: "You reseive what you give and you give what you resieve." If we keep on fighting in Iraq for no reazon there is a cahnce we will reseive what we give. During your presidency I wish you could be smart and make up good ideas for this never to happen. I wouldn't really like this to happen. Why? Beucase we have never experienced bombs of wars in other than Pearl Harbor. This country has not been under attack lately. Imagine everyday bombings?!

PS. To my opinion the black doggie (poodle I think) is the perfect on I've had one of those types of dogs before. Her name was Hair Ball. She was very nice to me. Well GOOD LUCK!

Sincerely, yours truly:

Elizabeth Sandoval

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Come with me to the beach

See the colorful waves that are as blue as the sky,
splashing on the round rocks,
that are as round as basket balls;
the kids running as fast as rabbits,
with their colorful multicolor swimming suits;
a big umbrella as big as a tuba,
sitting on the golden looking salty sand;
people smiling with huge smiles,
that look as long as the river Niles

Hear the man yelling as loud as an air horn,
stretching his arms to sell brand new cell phones;
kids laughing as loud as out off tone violins,
all carrying a red bucket of golden sand,
that sounds like maracas,
with beans bouncing inside,
making a cha cha cha noise;
a foreign man sneezing with a running nose,
sounds like a trumpet with a pebble on its throat;

Feel the gentle cool breeze,
that you can experience when you open the fridge;
the warm pebbled sand,
that burns as a baked potato when you leave it in your hand;
feel the sun rays toughing you as hot as the microwave rays,
the wet cream in your hands that feels like wet soft mud,
that protects you from getting burned,
feel the warm water splashing through your face and legs,
that feels like a blender tossing you from side to side;


Smell the humidity rising through the air,
that smells like a perfume of mint,
the hot corn on a stick as juicy as a lemon,
being sold by a poor man with dirty smelly clothes,
that smell like rotten onions;
smell the sandwiches being passed around,
smelling like fresh cool peanut butter and jelly,
Smell the warm cool breeze,
that only makes the foreign man sneeze;
but do not try to smell under the water,
it just smells like a pebble,
as big as an acorn,
being stuck on your nose!

Taste the bitter golden shiny and salty sand,
which in fact tastes like salty sweat;
taste the happiness and joy,
that surrounds the miles and miles of beach;
taste a sudden surprise that you may get,
when a wave crashes on your way,
mostly if the wave is as large as a mammoth;