But, you're a girl!

I have heard that scentace so many times i have only afew to share as to not make this post to long. first senario: i was helping set up in band in Mr. Awesome's(my band teacher) class when i hear a voice behind me it's shoff, again. "i bet i can play better than you lola!" "why would you say that shoff?" i snap. "well, um. . . . because duh, your a girl!" now I was wondering what that had to do with anything when class started, and we were to do solos in front of the class and guess who was better? Me. He'll never say that again.

second senario: i was staying after school to re-take a math test and i had to wait outsid for my mom to get there so there i was,with my trombone when the trio of obnoxious came and said, "um, is that thing your brothers?" "nooooo, i sad and it's a trombone." "oh, but you're a girl, and girls don't play trombones they play flute, clarinet, violin, . . . . . ." the list was endless of instruments girls do play. finnaly my mom came and of course i told her everything.

third senario: i was in the band room waiting for Mr. Awesome when super blob came flying in, he stopped , turned stared then said "what are you doing here?" "waiting for Mr. Awesome" i said right back. he looked at me more then i told him how i wanted to move to symphonic band, and he scoffed, "symphonic is for the best" that's about to cange i thought, i went in and was greeted with a warm "hello!" from Mr. Awesome we discussed it and i am trying out for symphonic band in january.
I love being a girl!

would anyone like to hear a little mystery?

For english i had to write a short story, mine is a mystery and here it is:The Mystery of the Missing Lunch Ladies
By: Taylor Warner B3
Cumber C. Cucumber was a shrimp of a seventh grader who was always looked down on. His only friends were Brook Broccoli and Carter Carrot. They were known as losers all over the school of Kaniffe Junior High, until they solved the most puzzling mystery Kaniffe Junior had ever experienced.

On Monday the 23rd of July, all the lunch lines were stalled like the lines to a new attraction at Disneyland. Cumber and his friends were wondering what was going on, when the head of lunch or “Lunchster” came trooping down the lunch lines. She was “volunteering” recruits as lunch workers. Everyone backed away but they couldn’t escape her piercing, black, bloodshot eyes. She was on a mission and no one could stop her. Finally she came to a halt in front of Cumber, Brook, and Carter. “You’re comin’ with me, ya’ little brats!” she spat. She grasped their fragile hands in her raw hamburger patties and marched away with them in tow.

They were set to work scooping runny, gritty, mashed potatoes on to the other student’s trays. Every person that came by tried to look sympathetic
, But their minds were racing with the rumors they could spread with this latest humiliation. Carter whispered to Brook, “We are dead meat, we were already borderline uncool but now, now we’ll be off the maps!” “Stop being so negative!” said Brook. Carter, since he was bravest plucked up his courage and asked, “Why do you need us, where are the lunch ladies?” The Lunchster turned and in her raspy, cruel, cold as frost bite voice said, “They’ve gone missing, and nobody can find them, soooo now that I’ve shared that little piece of information. . . get back to WORK!” Cumber was puzzling this over in his mind when the bell broke the silence.

“Free at last,” said Cumber as the trio walked to class. “Soooooo, the lunch ladies are missing, waddaya think about it?” said Carter slyly. “I think we should be the ones to solve the mystery!” the enthusiastic Cumber said. “Okay, but if it gets scary. . . count me out!” said Brook. So they all met after school to snoop around. They decided to split up. Cumber got the drama, band, and choir rooms. He also got the office, gym, lunchroom and auditorium. Brook and Carter got the classrooms. Cumber snuck into the band and drama rooms but all was desolate, so he decided to go to the office, but the only people there were the secretaries, and they were packing up. He started to walk towards the auditorium. Suddenly he heard clomping boots following him. Could it be a ninth grader coming to trample him?

He decided to turn around to face the impending doom, but instead of a hairy, grisly ninth grader the Lunchster was grinding towards him at an astonishing pace for someone her weight and size. Cumber ran, and ran in a beeline intended for the front doors, but his head was swimming and he accidentally turned into the lunchroom. Then he stopped short; he saw a beautiful cake, three-tiered and chocolate. The cake was a glimpse of heaven. Then he saw the lunch ladies working on the cake. The next day he told everyone over the p.a. system “ I discovered that the lunch ladies were working on something special for someone, so they couldn’t serve lunch yesterday.” Cumber then got his own private-eye office at Kaniffe Junior. The next day the principal got a big surprise; a three-tiered chocolate cake for a very happy early birthday.


CASE CLOSED
my english teacher sais she is going to put me in touch with a publisher about my writing!

Creepy,funny weird, these are teachers

All my teachers have a label,good or bad. My english teacher is 'cool' she rarely gives out homework and is just all around cool. My math teacher is 'creepy' many rumors are flying around the school about him, but i am not inclined to list them on the internet, or anywhere for that matter. My history teacher has no label yet, from what i see and hear you have to have been working at the school for at least 3 years, he's only been here two, good luck next year Mr.B! My science teacher got a job working for BYU as a teacher one week into school, so my new teacher is ...... fun but she treats us like babys,so no label for her yet.My Band teacher is AWESOME!!!!! he is so nice! so he is catorgorised as 'awesome'.All teachers have labes even you Theric!

heloooooo!

I am back from the stress of junior high home work i haven't been able to post or get on here for forever.
IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK.

Moms:can't live with um' and can't live without um'

my mother has stolen another of my genious ideas. yes. she is the infamus blog stealer of blogger.com. from know on i can never say anything funny ever again in this household or where my mom can find out what i've said.

that, my dear friends,is gong to be quiiiiite complicated.

so i guess i just might have to go on and always get to the computer first whenever i say something worth blogging about.

Cousins

My cousins are here and this is alittle about them:
their names are joi and jade


JOI
favorite color(s) blue and pink
parcial to tigers and lions
hates vegis
cinimon crunch is the favorite cerial here
6 years old
goes to adventure time as her school
loves playing on the computer
going into 1st grade



JADE:
Favorite color is blue
parcial to zebras
likes vegitables
chirios are a winner in cereal here
9 years old
goes to grand veiw as a school
she likes recess and playing out doors
going into 3rd grade

that's a little about my cousins

NO MORE JR. HIGH BLUES!

HORRAY! I am out of elementary school and on to the better things even though i had the jr. high blues i am over them and am now waiting for summer to start! here is how my summer will pretty much go:

JUNE!!
1'st :feild day
2'nd :schools out and we(me and my family) leave for chacago!
3rd through the 9th:we are in chacago and having the time of our lives!
10th:arive from chacago
12th through the 23rd:band camp and ella's birthday party
26th through the30th:GIRLS CAMP!

JULY!!
4th:of july
29th leave for grandma's house in california!
30th through the 31st: at grandma's

AUGUST!
1st through the 13th:at grand ma nolans (get back on 13th)

then school starts all over again but i will be livin large at AMERICAN FORK JR. HIGH!!!!

i bought it on eeeebay!

okay, so on stupidvideos.com i saw this song about ebay . you gotta check it out.

INSTRUCTIONS

1.go to stupidvideos.com

2.click on the info tag that says song/dance

3. click on the one that says on ebay in the most popular section

4.enjoy!

"You're what?........allready?"

That is what my uncle has said to me for the past 5 0r 6 years, yes it is my birthday and i am turning 12. now here are the top ten things people have said to me.

10. do you feel,old?(said to me by my ,ahem, kind mother, of step)
9. wow (a verry bored friend)
8. already?(primary president)
7. congradulations!(not so bored friend)
6. happy early birthday! (build-a-bear lady)
5. oh,cool. (verry bored verry weird friend)
4. happy birthday! (this was also said by family members)
3. huh.(daltonboy jr. but i'm sure he cares, deep down,really deep down,jk dbjr.)
2. really? that means mine is in umm,uh,oh,15 days away!(really caring friend)
1. i can not beleive it it seems like yesterday that you were still a little baby,but you'll always be my baby.(of course,my dad)

No mom, i have to go to school.

I'm a sick girl, I have a stomache ache (said stow-mah-chee ah-chee)and i have post-nasal drip. But while i've been hanging around i've watched these shows,Harry Potter, Return to me, My Big Fat Greek Wedding,Pirates of the Caribian,It's a Big Big World,Arthur, Mya and Meguel,and acouple of commercials while channel surfing. My home work has also doubled, I have latework,homework from yesterday, and today,reading,and upcoming projects that will take time, i need to get cracking but, i need to watch the shows my mom is bringing home while i do it,sooooo, ta!

The Points Game

i'll give you 1 point for being alive
i'll give you 10 points for reading this blog
i'll give you 0 cars for being stupid
i'll give you 5 points for catching cicada
i'll give you 1 dollar for being a dalton girl
i'll give you 6 points for having thmusings
i'll give me 100 points for making this blog

jr high blues

I have the jr. high blues. and that's all there is to say, my friend is not gonna be in one or two of my classes, that's a totall crisis, and then auditions for advanced drama are tomorrow and i really wanttogetinandsonowi'mallwiggingoutandi'mforgettingeverything!! obviously one of them is calming down enough to put spaces in between my words, that's what the jr. high blues does to you.

Tag, i'm it

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Cause' i'm partyin' (party party party)

I've gone to three birthday partys in arow from Friday to Saturday and one on Monday. the birthday on Friday was my dad's, it was short because sean had M.O.R.P. to go to so he wanted to leave and all that (for those of you who don't know M.O.R.P. is a girls choice dance) and after he left it was just me and dad and mom i decided to make dad a birthday cake, i failed i accidentally made the recipe with 1 quart of water enstead of 1 cup that was sad, then i went to my friend Brie's birthday party which was a monkey party so i wore my monkey shirt, we saw Curious George and had banana spilts (Curious George was really good!) and on sunday it was the day of rest even from partys and last but not least on monday i went to my friend Patricia's party where we watched Camp Nowhere and ate pizza and cake, and now my birthday is comming up in April and Sean's is this month! There is no end to the partying.

Braces are deadly

according to me pleasures can be lost quite rapidly like the pleasure of having free teeth, i have braces, deadly, killing, unenjoyable, braces. so on my monthly tightening this month i got spacers that's where they squeeze your teeth together and it hurts. verry. bad. did any of you have braces? if so please tell, and share.

L.G.W.L.N. (Little girl with long nails)

I know a girl who is in kindergarten who i sit whith at church. she has strong opinions and if you dissagree she will ram her head into yours,repatedly, all the while wispering through gritted teeth so no one can hear, "what,did,you,say?" but when told to stop by let's say me, she will say she's sorry then grip your hand and squeeze it with her deadly nails, i have only expirianced such pain before when my two brothes accidentally sat on my arm. this same girl has a sister who must be an angel, their family brings treats for them to eat, she shares them with me,her mom and the L.G.L.W.N we'll call her. and that is how mostly, my sacrament meeting goes down.