Too many people on the bus. I need to breathe!

The bus that takes me home is more like a pack of sardines. Everything's just too close. The people I mean. Three to a seat is one thing but four to a seat? FOUR?!?! Oh no! We need another bus. My school needs to come up with a better solution than what they already have because it's too many people. Can I get some breathing room? Please?! I mean good Lord! They see how congested the bus is everyday and because of that that's why they should get two buses to make sure everyone has a ride   home.

It's so many people on that bus that some students have to sit on the floor. On the nasty, putrid, dusty and sickening floor. Who knows what someone has stepped in and now you have to sit in it. That's not right. That's not right at all. The bus driver himself  should at least have the decorum to say " hey, these students are always squished against each other and having to sit on the floor. Why don't I go talk to someone about getting another bus to take these kids home". They should have the decency to say something along the lines of that, considering they see what we go through. But they don't, because they don't know what's it's like to be too close to someone.

They don't know what's it's like to be pressed up against someone you don't know. Someone who smells so bad it burns your nose hairs off. Someone who's so sweaty that you could probably fill two buckets worth of sweat. Nobody wants that on them. Lord forbid someone being sick and coughing up a world of germs. For you to have to be scrunched three or four to a seat with them wouldn't be so thrilling. I'm getting appalled just thinking about it. I don't even get to take my instrument home to practice like I'd want , because my bus is so populous. It would just make it worse if I decided to to bring it because I'd have to hold my back pack in my lap. I have too much stuff in my back pack to just take a seat with it still attached on my back. It's simply too much. I'm lucky if I get to take my clothes home to wash that I practiced in on mornings before school.

I literally have to sprint to the band hall after fourth period, get my instrument, sprint again out the doors and to the bus. By the time I do all of this, the bus is already filled with students. I have to run down hallways while nearly falling on my face just so I can have a seat on a bus. This is comparatively nerve-racking. Students shouldn't have to suffer because the adult can't speak up. We requisite another bus, and we need one now.

My reading life

See You at Harry's


My reading life has improved by a lot. Last year I didn't read at all because my class didn't have us read independently. The only time I read was when we read as a class. This year I've read two books and I'm now working on number three. The first book I read was "See You at Harry's". The second book I read was "If  I stay " and the book I'm currently reading now is "willow".

I've always been slow at reading so I kinda knew I wasn't going to be able to finish a book if I set a goal for myself for when I'd finish it. This year I proved myself wrong because I set a goal for myself to finish "If I stay" in three weeks and I was able to do that. I was also able to finish "see you at Harry's" in three weeks , which is the shortest time I've ever finished a book. I learned that I have the potential to read as many books as I want and I hope to continue this momentum of reaching my goal for reading because I want to grow as a reader. I want to able to read at a faster pace and not like someone's grandma:) . The most difficult book I've read would probably have to be a  another book I'm currently reading for class. "The Glass Castle".

Its a really good book but the difficult thing about it is the vocabulary. The use of vocabulary is a higher level than most books that I read because this book takes me the longest to read. Even if it's one page. To comprehend what the author is saying I use an online dictionary to look things up. This is one of my strategies of reading because it helps me to have a better understanding of what the authors talking about. When I finishes homework I read for half an hour. Sometimes when I get up early in the mornings for band rehearsal I read with the extra minutes of spare time I have while I wait for my dad to get dressed to drive me to school. I take this time to read so I give myself extra pages to put behind me. 

I need to improve how much I read because reading isn't my strong suit. I like writing more than I do reading. I need to keep that practice going because it can improve how fast I read. I need to push myself to read more and not just for school but outside of school too. My goals for the rest of this year is just to keep at reading. Read more and practice reading so that I can get better at it.

Friends and family. Awesome!

I'm going to be legit with you. I'm not always a happy person. Sometimes I'm filled with such despair. Sometimes I'm left feeling abandoned, small, empty inside. Sometimes I just want to be solus.

Having the friends that I have is a joy because they take my mind off of things that make me gloomy. They beget me to smile, laugh and feel very ecstatic. I love being around them because they help me overcome aversive moments. They elicit the best in me, and that's what I like about my sweet loving and caring friends. They're like family to me. Just a simple "hello Chloe how are you?" is enough to send me into a world of beautiful blooming flowers, impervious to anything than can break down my walls of glee. I'm so anxious and full of verve that when I wake up in the mornings for school, I literally get butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I'm so excited to see my friends, even if it's for two minutes (My bus is always getting to school at 8:11).

My warm hearted family is always there to remedy me. They're a giant hand awaiting to catch me for when I fall. I have two little sisters who are like bumble bees because they're all over he place. They get into my nail polish,go in my room without asking and as much as I want to strangle them , I love them. I love them to death. They're my inspiration for living. Some of us say that " My family never gives me enough space " or " I can't wait til I get a car because I'll be gone". Well lemme tell you this: You only have one mom, one dad and your siblings are irreplaceable. Once they're gone, they're gone. Forever. You won't have that mom who's so "vexatious" or that dad who wouldn't let you watch TV because he was too captivated by the football game that was currently going on. You wouldn't have your siblings who you just wanted to hasp in a closet.

You'll be left with nothing. Nothing but thoughts of what you should have done. Sorrow will take upon you and become your best friend. Regret will take you down a road of  misery and unforgettable  memories, that no matter how hard you try to wash away the guilt you feel inside; it will stick. It will stick like cement and become your biggest enemy. So exploit of the time you have , stop complaining and be with them. My family is my incentive for going out there and making my dreams come true. If I do this, I show and prove to my sisters that they can have and be whatever they desire in life. I don't know about you but having friends that make you jubilant and family who you love unconditionally; that's pretty darn awesome. If that's not then I don't know what is.

#Writemycommunity

A Community is significant because it allows us to connect with people. It allows us to meet new and unique people who might play an important role in our lives. A community isn't just about people living in the same area and having assorted things, but it's about how we can come together to help each other out. We are each other's helping hand. We all lean on each other for remedy. For example, we rely on firemen to rescue us from our burning homes. Without a community there wouldn't be order and that's exactly what makes a community necessary. We need order so people won't be wild and inadvertently out of control.

A community helps to bring us together, to unite us. For example city processions, mini carnivals, or charity events. Us coming together will beget everyone in the community to want to do more things like this. Pretty soon we all will be comfortable with everyone pursuing to get involved. We can improve our cities through a community too. For example construction workers working to fix the jarring roads that rattles your car or the nasty potholes that could breach your tires. A community is of great significance because without one where would we be now? If policemen didn't stop crime, if firemen weren't our conservators or if construction workers didn't help out to fix roads, where would our community pose?

My thinking process

For the go world video I thought of things I could do. I first thought of doing a video about me  moving here to Texas and talking about how I felt , but then I thought it would just be easier for me to do something that occurred recently so that I would have more of a connection. I wanted my story to have more of a punch and more emotion so that the observers could feel something when watching my video. Thinking about how I wanted to write it was difficult because I knew what I wanted to say, I just didn't know how I was going to set it up. At first I was going to start from the very beginning from when I first got my guinea pig but I didn't want my story to be too long so I just wrote mine in a that was then and this is now way. In a cause and effect way. I wrote a total of five drafts.

I changed a few words around to make it sound better. I asked a couple of people to read mine and the feedback I got mostly was that I needed to improve my vocabulary. I needed to have more words that would create an emotional punch. Creating my video I went to Animoto and got pictures off of my iPad after I linked my phone's pictures to it. Then I put my pictures in order of how I wanted them to show up in the video and then I choose the type of music I wanted. Putting the words on there was kind of a challenge because they all wouldn't fit on the slide. Because of that I had to chop it up a bit. Doing this project made me a little sad, talking about my guinea pig because I had her for a long time. Since I was in the sixth grade. She meant a lot to me and I got a little tearing and almost didn't do the project on it but I thought what else could I create a video about. When my video was revealed I was alittle sad. Memories came to me as I watched slide after slide of my guinea pig. It made me realize that she lived a good life. It made me sad but at the same time happy because I thought back to the little things she would do like when I would hold her in my lap she would move around to get comfortable and that lit a small candle inside me.

http://animoto.com/play/7De0o0XGKQg3pPwzGJnbEw