Michaela's blog in our not so real world

Spanish Project

2010-03-29T03:10:00.000-07:00

2009-07-19T17:30:00.001-07:00

SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!

2009-06-26T13:06:00.000-07:00

Yeah the title says it all ... school is out which means no more Mr. Bg . *sniffle sniffle* that also means no more projects on here ... OH NO!!!! That's what I said ... lol anyway this may be my very last post ever ... idk I may use this again for future english projects ... next year I have Miss. Hamilton ... yeah ... she's cool I had her already ... poor blog is gunna get lonely til then ... awwww ... well anyway byez ... forever ... maybe

Romeo and Juliet

2009-06-09T18:11:00.000-07:00

Here is our scene remake
Act I Scene I

Here is our Newspaper ...

http://veronatimes24.webs.com

My favorite poem that I wrote

2009-05-04T09:20:00.000-07:00

Leaf

Gently, gently now I float,

Towards the hard cold ground,

I may land upon a boat,

Or on a solid mound,

Then my eyes saw it clearly,

The twisted metal of your arm,

You reach to stab me brutally,

But a gust of wind carries me out of harm,

You reach higher and I am stuck,

In metal branches now,

Apparently I have no luck,

I cannot take a bow,

My golden body left for dead,

Oh wait I see a child's head!

An Ode To Me!

2009-04-17T11:39:00.000-07:00

I was feeling down the other day because it was the aniversery of my grandfather's [pepere] death so my boyfriend wrote an ode about me........well here it is

Ever since we've been away from eachother,

I have missed you like the dark side of the earth misses the sunlight,

and like the night,

when you are gone i am gloomy,

and silent,

I don't bother to glance at the other stars,

'cause their light couldn't compare,

to the brightest star in my heart,

that is you,

but when you shine b4 me,

so perfect and complete,

I forgot there ever was a night.

-Robert [MY BF]

Isn't he sweet ^_^

Some Pretty Pictures for my Poetry Anthology

2009-04-17T09:08:00.000-07:00

These pictures will be used in my Poetry Anthology I thought you might like to look at them as well!!!'

^_^

ENJOY!

8D

Leaf by ~cherrilady on Deviant Art

Water Droplet 2 by ~maxgio on Deviant Art

iyll. . by *karil on Deviant Art

Old Man and The Sea Essay

2009-03-26T09:34:00.000-07:00

A man, the sea, a boy, and one very unlucky marlin they all have struggles that they must overcome. Some pass with flying colors, others are tortured for the longest time until the barely succeed, and some fail their struggles and are left with nothing. All of these elements come together to make the novella The Old Man and The Sea by Ernest Hemingway. Santiago the man endures a painful tortures struggle, the sea always wins it's battles it gives just as much as it takes away and does whatever it pleases, and Manolin, the boy, along with that unlucky marlin failed their struggles. The boy wished to fish with Santiago but his parents were the opposing force that told him he could not. The Marlin was struggling against Santiago for dear life and failed when he was harpooned. The struggles that we win make us strong and those we loose help us learn so that hopefully the next time we may win.

The first type of struggle, the kind where one wins easily, represents the sea in The Old Man and the Sea. The sea does whatever it pleases, if it wants to help the fish escape from Santiago it can make that possible but if it wants Santiago to catch the fish it can do the exact opposite. Of course if it is unsatisfied with its choice it can also take the fish away from him, as it does by sending the sharks out to eat the Marlin. The sharks are the children of the sea and they do the seas bidding. The sea brings the scent of blood to their noses and they will follow it's trail to the fish. "... the clicking chop of the teeth as he drove for-ward in the meat just above the tail." [101] Each chomp of a mouth each tear of flesh takes back the gift from Santiago, leaving him with nothing. There are obstacles that the sea cannot concur like the land but slowly and surely it concurs that too.

The next type of struggle, the kind that is achieved with great suffering, represents Santiago in this story. The cramping of his hand, the starvation, dehydration, cuts, and bruises obtained while trying to gain a measly fish show his struggling. Why would a man put himself through such torture as this? It is almost as if all man kind wishes to harm itself for a small prize then goes out and does it all over again. "He settledcomfortably against the wood andtook his suffering as it came and the fish swam steadily and the boat moved slowly through the dark water." [64] One makes ones self as comfortable as one can but always ends up suffering in silence. Why even bother to try and get comfortable if you are just going to have to endure the pain as it comes.

The last and most dejective struggle are those that aren't won. Both the boy and the Marlin show theoutcomeof these struggles. One morbid and the other strengthening. Death is the greastest sacrafice the sacrafice that the Marlin gave. The boy, Manolin, gives up his partnership with Santiago. This was giving up one of the most important things in his life. "It was papa made me leave." [10] Giving up something for someone else because of fear or influence is another point that shows man's ability to inflict damages upon itself. Of course when there is failure it teaches you how to succeed. "If I cannot fish with you, I would like to serve [you] in some way." [12] We do our best to make ammends and make up for our losses, even those created by no fault of our own. "'What will your family say?' 'I do not care. I caught two yesterday. But we will fish together now for I still have much to learn.'" [125] This time he has decided to win no matter what the cost is to him or his family. A lesson has been learned, and a struggle won.

Everybody struggles with something everyday. Whether it be wityh themselves or with another person. Every time you make a decision you are struggling at least a little because you must think about both the posative and negative effects of everything you do. Then there are those fights with other people, you punch and kick and scratch leaving a winner and a loser amoung the ranks. There are things out of our hands like the wind and the rain. They damage our houses and our streets, they tear up everythign and there isn't even the slightest chance that we will survive. All people struggle but not all win. All we can do is our best.

Who am I? Hmmmm...

2009-02-23T12:59:00.001-08:00

The first time I took a quiz my result was...

But then I took a different quiz and my results were

3rd Quarter Outside Reading Book Project

2009-02-08T18:20:00.000-08:00

RADIO SHOW

This term for my ORB [outside reading book] project I have decided to do a radio show. The show will include two announcer, Dementia and Dawn, as well as two characters from the book I read this term The Vampire Diaries The awakening and The struggle, Stefan and Elena. My friend Claire will be apearing again.

3rd Quarter Outside Reading Book Review

2009-02-07T21:09:00.000-08:00

The Vampire Diaries; The awakening and The struggle by L. J. Smith. HarperTeen, 2007. Genres: Fantasy; scifi; romance; action

The Awakening and The struggle are the first two books in the Vampire Diaries series. The protagonists are Elena Gilbert and Stefan Salvatore. Damon, Stefan's brother, can be considered either the antagonist or a protagonist because he isn't always the antagonist but in the first book he is. In the second there is a greater power that is the antagonist that is beleived to be Damon but turns out not to be in the end. In this book we learn of Elena and her popular ways. She sees Stefan for the first time from far away and has to have him. Stefan tries his best to avoid Elena at all costs because she is almost the twin of the woman who turned him. He is afraid that he will fall in love with her. She works very hard to get him although he is resiliant until the halloween dance where one of their teachers gets stabbed and drained of his blood in the haunted house that they all are running. Stefan had gone in a calmed down the teacher right before the haunted house opened so he was the last person with him alive. Everybody but Elena beleives that he is the one who killed him. She warns him and gets him out of their before anyone can catch him so that he may have an aliabi. He still tries to stay away from her but is starting to faulter. The next big event is the winter dance and Stefan and Elena both go and end up dancing together. This is the first time Stefan really lets himself be close to Elena in a semi-romantic way. When they come back from Christmas break all of the students of the teacher who was murdered, including Elena and Stefan as well as Elena's best friends Bonnie, Matt, and Meredith, must all go to meetings with the new teacher and talk about what happened. At one of these meetings Stefan sees Demon and they are all introduced. Stefan and Elena have been hangining out increasingly. One time she shows up at his apartment in a bourding house unexpected and whitnesses him eating a bird on his roof. She had climbed up there. She got frightened and fell off the edge of the roof but he was fast and caught her. Damon, who had also been turned by Elena's 'twin', has fallen for her and is trying to get her from his brother. He has been attacking the townspeople and menipulating the mortals. Stefan and Elena had gotten together and now that she new what he was and still wanted him Stefan had proposed to her. Elena and her friends were in the play on their tows founding day. No one had known that Stefan and Her had gotten married or what Stefan or Damon were but Elena had been writing in her diary about it and when wher rivaling student stole her diary their imortality was about to be revealed. She was planning to read it out loud at the performance. They all managed to get her diary back but not before elena had run away. Her aunt had made her extremly angry and she ran away. There was a storm with very large winds chasing her. She tried to cross a bridge but a gust of wind knocked her car over the edge and into the water. Stefan had learned of her disapearence and tried to run after her. He found her car and pulled her out but she was already dead. He left her to track down his brother and they started battling. She woke up, although no longer human. Damon had forced her to trade blood wiht him. He drank hers and fed her some of his. You don't become a vampire just from this you must then be killed somehow and the drowning had done that. Damon had no idea bout her drowning but Stefan was to greif stricken and outraged to care so they continued fighting in the woods.

There are no quotes from reporters on this book or the other. A lot of people think that these books greatly reflect the twilight sereis and their are a few similarities but there are far more differences. Yes there is a male vampire and a Female human who fall in love but there is also a brother and a whole past that is intertwined with this. The characteristics of the vampires and their turnings are different as well. I have not read any other books by this other.

A unique qualitiy to this book is that it is written in two different points of views. It switches from Stefan's point of view to Elena's and back and forth between the two depending on what is needed.

"'But you've got to wear the blood.' she [bonnie] was saying pleadingy. 'It's part of the scene; you're a scrifice.' 'wearing these ridiculous robes is bad enough' replied Tanner shortly. 'No one informed me I was going to have to smear syrup all over myself.'"(189)

L. J. smith gave the twilight fan's a different perspective on vampires and vampirism in general. I own both books and I couldn't put them down when I read them for the first time there is adventure after twist after another adventure in them. This follows a more traditional vampire thought but it is still different for they can go out in sunlight but only when wearing a certain amulet. I often comment on how sexy I think Stefan is just because he is Italian and the good guy rather than how the Italian Vulturi are evil in the Twilight series so I like that aspect more.

A Murder Most Foul

2009-01-27T10:47:00.000-08:00

“That’s a lot of blood.” Michaela stated as she stepped around the more precarious parts of the old barns floor and swept her black light around the prostrate skeleton. Marisol stepped down hard and her foot went straight through the floor so that she was half sitting half crouching. Michaela rushed over to her carefully and pulled her out. “Be more careful next time wont you?” she breathed. Marisol nodded in agreement to Michaela and tip-toed over to the body. She immediately started brushing the bones with fingerprint powder. She didn't expect to find anything, for the victim had obviously been there a while, but it was routine procedure. "The fractures on his ribs and skull are coherent with those of a beating. I'm sure that this was the cause of death for the third rib on the right said is snapped clean through and appears to have punctured the aorta. This piece of skull has also caused a severe hemorrhage in his brain. I'm not sure at the moment as to which is the cause of death but I'm willing to say it was one of the two."

“There’s still a wallet.” said Mark holding up a tattered clump of leather. “Although it’s pretty gross, covered with decaying flesh and blood and all.” He held it up higher into the light, “I’m almost certain that this is an eyeball.” He said poking the thing that was hanging from one corner with his gloved finger. He peeled the leather apart and pulled out a card. "And we have an I.D." he said satisfied. "It looks like David Whelington or Whelsmen, Helingham maybe." He furrowed his brow and squinted at the bloody piece of plastic. After a few minutes of squinting he decided that his efforts were futile and dumped the I.D. into an evidence bag. This would be sent to the lab and deciphered by a super computer which was far better at reading illegible writing than he was. He stuck his hand back into the clump of decaying flesh and cloth, around the victim's pelvis, and was able to get samples of his pants, shirt, and some still good flesh.

"How can you touch that?" asked Matt the new guy. "I mean it's might be some guys eye AND YOU POKE IT and if that wasn't enough you stick your hand into his PELVIS why not his face or leg or something HIS PELVIS?" he said his eyes wide with disgust. His eyes went blank for a second then his voice, barely above a whisper, broke the compunction that came with the silence that had fallen over the room, "I know how he died." Matt you see could see the past. He might be squeamish but he was definitely useful at a crime scene. He actually saw what happened, so that they knew what to look for making their jobs a whole lot easier. His eyes returned to their previously blank state and he started talking in a monotone.

His name is David Whelihan otherwise known as Kyle Ray. He was a deftly famous singer, actor, all around broudwayish kind of guy. He first went missing from his home twenty years ago. The newspaper headline read "THE RAY OF KYLE RAY SNUFFED". Everyone thought he ran away from his life of stardom for a more relaxing lifestyle. In reality he had been kidnapped by a crazed fanatic. They forced him to perform private, diurnal concerts and he did so night after night hopping that one day he would be set free. He never lamented once even though they never carried a gun and it was a malignant little girl so she wasn't very intimidating but her intelligence far surpassed his. He became a recluse after months being pinioned in that room. One day he refused to perform. She didn't feed him for a week while he came to abhor him more and more. Her clout over him was now so strong that whenever she would return he would sing as long as she wanted. Each day he managed to free his hands a little more until one day he got his left hand out which enabled him to emancipate his right. He stood up and went to the door. He turned the door handle and flung the door open but there the little girl stood unheralded with her arms crossed frowning. He backed away from her slowly she matched each of his steps menacingly. With his back finally against a bulwark he sank to his knees and begged for his life. She denied his claim and threshed him with her own two fists until dead. She dragged him out of the room on a blanket so as not trail leave a trail of blood anywhere else. She dumped the body in the abandoned bovine barn across the street and returned to bleach the room. She doesn't live their any more, nobody does. The house was said to be haunted with the ghost of Kyle Ray. No one of course believes that but it has sat there abandoned for at least eight years now. I can't seem to find her name but I can see another headline. It reads "CRAZED FAN RUES MURDERING THREE ACTORS AND IS SENTENCED TO DEATH BY LETHAL INJECTION" so I assume she is either dead or about to die. I can't see anyone abetting her so she worked alone.

His eyes snapped back into focus and he looked at his partners. They had all moved closer with their arms crossed. "So the killer is already in jail?" Michaela asked the disappointment on her face clearly showing. She was one of the few forensic anthropologist who got the thrill from finally getting the murderer behind bars rather than finding the clues as he colleagues did.

"Seems that way." Matt answered and he shrugged which showed he could be of no further assistance.

Mark cleared his throat, "We should bring him back to the coroner so that he can have a proper burial for his family." All four of them went around and got all the things necessary to move the body and let the rest of their team pack everything up. Michaela and Marisol moved the remains into a body bag. Mark and Matt placed the body bag on a gurney and pushed it out to the coroners van. Michaela gave the ok on the whole site and closed the back door to the van. The four of them stood together and watched the van pull away before they dispersed into their separate cars and drove off into the sunset back towards Springfield and their homes and families.

Recordings to my 2nd quarter ORB project

2009-01-11T12:19:00.000-08:00

Well her you go...

2nd Quarter Reading Book Project

2008-12-10T16:44:00.000-08:00

ANSWERING MACHINE MESSAGE SCRIPT
BOLD=WOMAN
REGULAR=MEN
Bella and Edward: *beep*Hey you’ve reached Bella and Edward we’re…preoccupied at the moment yea preoccupied good one Edward thanks Bella you do know that it recorded that I haven’t pushed the button yet…Really??? Oh um sorry I kind of ruined your take just rerecord it no I think I’ll leave it its kind of cute the two of us talking But it‘s not perfect your message should be perfect like you… I‘m far from perfect Bella…Don‘t start that again Edward Cullen your perfect in every way you out shine me…no I don‘t your way better looking…your biased*beep*

Emmett and Rosalie: *beep* Rosalie and Emmett’s phone we’re not here leave a message after the beep…that’s lame Rose I want my message to be fun…It’s not just yours and I think a traditional massage is fine…that may be fine for you but not for me I want one like E and R have left the building talk into your speaker and we’ll run it back again and don’t forget to leave your digits…that’s stupid why are you talking like an idiot??? That’s how people talk now a days… yea idiots…Emmett you totally ruined our answering machine message what the *beep*

Jasper and Alice: *beep* {reading off a card} Jasper here…Alice too…our phone is either off…dead…or we just don’t feel like…answering it…Oh Jasper don’t shut it off Edwards gunna be the first one to call and he’s going to need your help…Alice what’s the point of having an answering machine message if your just going to predict who’s calling and what they want…I wanted to do it ok just keep reading off the card I gave you…we’ll get back to you…just leave your name and number after the beep, like they really need to leave their name and number Alice what are we deaf and have amnesia or something??? That’s how you do a message Jasper you tell them to leave their name and number… I still don’t see the point *beep*

Jacob: *beep* Hey you’ve reached the Black residence Jacob speaking were not here at the moment…PAUL GET OUT OF THE FRIDGE….{stomps away hear a muffled HEY! Then the slamming of a door} If your Paul’s mother looking for him I just sent him out he’ll be home in a few…thanks for calling leave us a message. Oh and if this is Charlie if you hear from Bella please keep calling you’ll get me eventually I really want to know thanks {sigh} *beep*

Carlisle and Esme: *beep* Hey this is Carlisle I’m in surgery right now and Esme must be out with one of our foster kids please leave a message after the beep…I think that you should talk some more dear…why they know we’re not hear they know to leave a message what else is there I can’t think of anything and I’m…HUSH! You don’t know who would listen to this…I can just delete it an make a new Esme I’m not a new born any more…I know...it’s just people like to hear other people a two second message would seem like we don’t care what they think…Ok then let’s just use this one there’s nothing incriminating and has both of us talking happy??? Yes thank you my love *beep*

2nd Quarter Reading Book Review

2008-12-10T12:50:00.000-08:00

Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer. Little, Brown and Company, 2008. Genres: Fantasy; Romance

Breaking Dawn is the fourth and final book in the twilight series. The protagonists are still Isabella Swan (Bella) , Edward Cullen, and Jacob Black (Jake). Bella and Edward get married in the first few chapters of the book then they go on their honey moon. Bella becomes pregnant and they fly back home to Forks, Washington. Now the book switches from Bella's point of view to her best friend Jacob's to best describe what's happening to Bella. Jake is a werewolf with the rest of the boys in his home town and one girl. He and one of the other wolves leave their pack because the Wolves decide to kill Bella to get rid of the fetus. Edward and his family are vampires which is why the wolves find the fetus to be dangerous its never been heard of, a half human and half vampire baby. Jake and Ben, the other wolf, warn the Cullen's and help to keep the peace. When the baby is born she is named Renesme and Bella almost dies if it weren't for Edward turning her by injecting venom right into her heart. The book switches back to Bella's point of view here to show her first experiences as a vampire. When the oldest vampire community in the world belongs to the Vulturi vampires bent on protecting their kind and keeping their species secret. When the Vulturi hear of an ;immortal child' or a child being turned into a vampire. They come to kill the whole Cullen family. Even though Renesme is very much alive. This leads to a stand off which ends in peace. Everyone safe and sound in their beds. Edward and Bella together forever.

"[Meyer is] the world's most popular vampire novelist since Anne Rice."-Entertainment weekly reads the inside back cover. ""Seethes with archetypal tumult of star-crossed passions, in which the supernatural element serves as a heady spice."-New York Times

Breaking Dawn has many elements that are very much the same as the other four books in the Twilight series. They have the same style and characters, more because it's a series. This is the worst book in the series in my opinion, the best is the second New Moon. Some fans would have liked to see it end a little different and there was far less action than some of the previous books.

One unique quality to this book is that you do get to see life from one of the other characters point of view where as the rest are all from Bella's point of view. Jacob's point of view is much more focused on detail of the surroundings where as Bella is more focused on people and emotions. This gave the book a little bit of a twist over the rest.

"Jacob pulled back a little bit and straightened up. He left one hand on the small of my back and grabbed my right hand with the other. He cradled our hands to his chest; I could feel his heart beat under my palm, and I guessed that he hadn't placed my hand there accidentally. 'I don't know if I get more then this one dance,'he said and began pulling me around in a slow circle that didn't match the tempo of the music coming behind us. 'I'd better make the best of it.'" (59)

Stephanie Meyer has a different perspective on vampires than most. Things you thought you knew about vampires might be totally flipped around in these novels. I own all four books in this series and I've read the first one four times, the second five, and the third and fourth twice, they are that good. These books sparked my imagination and it's reflected in my creative writing almost all of them now include vampires.

What really matters?

2008-10-10T09:25:00.000-07:00

What is value? In the art world value is a degree in lightness or darkness of color. But the value I'm talking about is relative worth, merit or importance. In other words value is when something is important to you, as well as how important it is. Value can be found in material objects, but can also be found in people, places, and moments. Your best friend might have more value to you than that bratty little kid that lives down the street.

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Pushing back off of the floor I slide with my chair and start walking straight for the door. I grab the moss green iPod nano chromatic and the book on which it lay. Shutting the door behind me, I flinch as the crash rocks the house. I open the door a crack rolling my eyes at the mess before me. Closing the door once more, gentler this time, I make my way to the living room. I pass the love seat and take my spot at the corner of the couch, cross my legs, sighing contently. I pick up the iPod frowning at the tangle of wires that's supposed to be my ear phones. After what seems like an hour of detangling I finally place the ear phones into my ears. I pick up the iPod and circle through the songs. Once a decent one pops up I press play, placing it into my pocket in one swift movement. Nodding my head to the beat I open the book that has been lying ready on my lap. Carefully finding the page I left off that is marked by a dog eared corner, flattening it out perfectly so that it looks like there never was a crease. I jump right back into the plot of the story.

The sound of my voice breaks the perfect silence of the night. Claire shushes me and I bring my laugh down to a giggle. She smiles and we both look out over the deck onto the lake, the moon reflected in the calm water of Lake Whinnapasaukee. The call of an owl can be heard and we turn towards the noise hoping to catch a glimpse of this wise bird. I shiver and nod to Claire who agrees it's time to head down to our little sanctuary. Smiling and laughing we make our way past my grandparents watching a movie before bed. We descend the stairs to the basement, which also serves as our apartment for the two weeks out of the year we spend up here. We move into the living area and sit down on the separate couches we use for beds. Grabbing three separate quilts I wrap them around myself. Claire laughs once and says, "You look like a cocoon." I look down and smile, "Yup!" She slides into her sleeping bag and I toss her the movie to put in. She groans but leaves the warmth to put the disk into the DVD player. I grab the remote and press play. We both lay awake until around eleven at night where we shut off the T.V. and turn off the lights. The night is far from over but we have to keep up appearances like we're asleep. We decide to play scattegories tonight. So I pick the category of colors and she picks the letter M. I pick a song and start it. We write down as many colors that start with M that we can think of and when the song ends we put our pencils down. Reading off our answers we each earned two points and it continues in this fashion using different categories and colors. In the end sadly Claire wins by two points. By now both tired we lay down and chat for a while. She is asleep first and I am assured of that by the gentle snoring coming from her side of the room. I smile as I drift off to sleep awaiting the joys to come the next day.

Those are two examples of things that have value to me. My iPod and books and one night in New Hampshire with my friend Claire both the moment and the person have value. All four things help me relax. My iPod and books block out the outside world so that I can feel something different, be someone different, and live their life. My summers in New Hampshire help me escape from the world but in a different way, I am still me but I don't need to worry about chores and schoolwork whereas Claire is one of my best friends we always have a great time and I treasure her company. I just get to have fun with a friend. I treasure this moment because it was one where I was truly happy. We both were. The instance with my iPod happens almost every night. I go through books faster than anyone of my friends. They think I'm weird because I enjoy sitting there in the quiet but it's peaceful and calming to me. These things I treasure, I bet you have some too.