The 500, The 500, the greatest race in the world!!!

Hey everyone!
So I am incredibly excited for this weekend! It's the 101st Indianapolis 500!!! Right now I'm looking at the weather for Indianapolis this weekend. Sunday which is race day is high of 92 and partly cloudy. At 10 degrees for the track and wa la! You have some perfect Indy 500 weather! Okay Okay maybe that's a little hot. I remember the first year I went to the 500 it was about the same weather and a bunch of people passed out in the middle of the streets. Paramedics were there of course, but I was fine! I'm kind of glad that we don't have anything like rain or something. I think it was the 2nd year I went that it rained and there was a 2 hour delay!! Talk about madness! You see, the indy cars can't be on wet ground because they'll hydroplane...badly. I hope this is a good year. Last year Daniel Wheldon won because the rookie that was in the lead sped up at a turn. You don't speed up during turns not even in street driving!! Psh....rookie. Well he learned his lesson. I'm really happy that Wheldon won. The year before we named our puppy after him and the year after the real Dan Wheldon died. There is definitely going to be some ceremony for him. I don't know what it's going to be, maybe a float at the saturday parade or something. All I know is that there HAS to be something for him. He won the 100th Indianapolis 500!

Sincerely,
Tinkerbell

The real Dan Wheldon

MY  Dan Wheldon, any resemblance? 

Wow..continued

Hey everyone!
So the REAL reason I'm far behind and bad on my grades is because earlier this month I was in the hospital. The room was seriously spinning one morning and I couldn't walk in a straight line. I felt like a drunk! So my mom put me in the hospital for who knows why. I don't know why I was even there! I could have probably been fine after a little more sleep! So I was gone, friday, monday, and tuesday. Which SERIOUSLY ruined me. I got so far behind! I thought I had caught up but I guess I didn't! Then everything just started going downhill for me! Which means that I am going to have to take these final exams very very very very seriously. Not to mention there's a biology ECA tomorrow and Algebra ECA tuesday! The biology one is not what I'm really worried about though because you don't have to pass it to graduate, but the Algebra one you do and so I'm really really really scared! I've surprised myself a lot this year with Algebra though. I've even gotten a 99% before on a test! But there are days (especially around 2 o'clock which is when I have Algebra) where I just.....blank out! Sometimes I don't even remember how to factor or do the quadratic formula! I suppose I can go to tutoring 2nd hour before it. Just to get some extra practice in, but I'm still worried. There's only one class final in all of this that I am not worried about at all. And that's geography. I have a 97% in that class! I could completely fail that final and be fine! All the other classes, however. Scare me too. Currently I have a B+ in English Honors. But the only reason that I have that is because I'm a good writer! That's the only way I've gotten by this year! The rest of it, especially all the grammar, I have no idea! The Journalism final is going to be fine though because it's not a written test. It's a huge project that we're doing. I've decided to do it on this thing my friends have been doing. They have been recreating the Hunger Games. Kinda dorky I know but hey, it's certainly an original final.
Sincerely,
Tinkerbell

Wow...

Hey everyone!
So tomorrow is going to be the last monday of the school year... I can't believe it! This year has gone by way too fast. It feels like just yesterday I was obsessed with writing these blogs. Now....not so much. You see, a lot has been going on lately so I haven't exactly had time to write 3 blogs every 2 weeks. Which I know is very bad of me considering Journalism should be the easy class, but well.... let's just say new things have appeared and they anger me a little bit. Well, back to the main idea of the story. The whole reason I wanted to do this blog is to talk about this school year, considering it was my freshman year and I guess it's best to reflect for future reference.  Freshman year hasn't exactly been good to me. A lot has changed since the beginning of the year. What use to be my favorite classes have quickly become my least favorite, and my least favorite have quickly become my favorite. It's confusing I know but I'll try to explain. For starters at the beginning of the year all I looked forward to in the week was French Class. Mainly because my French teacher mademoiselle thomas was very funny and we had a lot of fun in the class, Until this one girl in my class (i'm not going to even try to spell her name because she was Indian) left to go live in New York. She was my friend! We were always in groups of two and it was always me and her! When she left these two guys that we use to hang out with sorta drifted away from being friends with me. They started to hang out with the new girl of the new semester. So currently I'm all alone in groups, thus making it my least favorite class of the year right now. and because of that I haven't exactly kept up with things. Well, that's not the real reason.
Sincerely,
Tinkerbell

This is me, don't change it

Hey everyone!
So I'd just like to have a little continuation of that last blog post. You see, because of these people I had my eyes opened a little bit. I saw that these people didn't like me for me. Which I honestly didn't understand why because I didn't treat any of them badly.
So maybe I am quieter than most. When I try to speak my voice doesn't carry anyway! But you know what? I'm going to explain to all of those reading this who I really am.
I am a writer.
I have written stories since the 3rd grade. What made me start was this trip to Florida where I came up with the idea of "Red Moon in Wyoming." No, none of you have heard of it because it is still in revision. But my dream is to someday fix it up and get it published somewhere, anywhere. "Red Moon in Wyoming" is about this girl whose father is drafted into the army and she doesn't want him to go. So in the middle of the night she sneaks out and follows his troop, ending in a lot of trauma for both of them. I have been writing short stories and essays and even novels for quite some time. But I haven't exactly gotten it yet. That trick that all writers use to make their work gold. But someday I'll find it.
I am an artist.
Not the kind with a guitar and sheet music, no...I draw. I have drawn, painted, crafted, designed since before I can remember. Obviously I wasn't the greatest in my opinion in the beginning of my life because everyone scribbles when they're little. But I have definitely improved greatly. Just look at some of my drawings on this blog! I've done nothing really new lately but I'm going to find something great to draw. And then, like my writing dream, I'll get it "published" more likely just put in some competition but I'd like to win an award someday for my drawing.
I am a girl with far too many dreams.
I want to go to the University of Miami to study Marine biology. I want to become a Marine Biologist with writing and drawing on the side. I dream of going overseas to Europe where I will learn a new language and be fluent in it. I dream of being known at Lake Central, not just one little speck in the crowd. I want people to cheer when they call my name at graduation and I don't want it to be just my family. I dream of finding a descent guy, just one descent guy, to like me for me. Not because I'm smart, because I'm beautiful the way I am. I don't want to have to change for anybody in this world. I'll dye my hair and cut it, I'll put whatever eye shadow, eye liner, mascara on my eyes, I'll put on that maxi dress, make my hair look nice, but you know why? Because I'm doing it for ME! I want that confidence. The ability to walk into a room with all this in mind and just stop people in their tracks.
I told you I had a lot of dreams.
Now I know all this is for me. What can I say a girl needs a place to vent right? I just hope that whoever is reading this keeps all this in mind the next time they see me. Because whatever is going on, whether it's stupid drama with my friends or whatever else. At least ask how I'm doing? Okay? Okay.
Sincerely,
The Tinkerbell who finally has nothing on her chest :)

Happy Belated birthday to me!

Hey everyone!
So today is May 8...it's crazy how fast the time flies right? Well anyways I had a good 15th birthday. My mom, brother Alex, and I went to the Lighthouse for dinner which was really great food! What I got was a University of Miami sweatshirt, a district 12 training shirt from the Hunger Games, a betsy johnson necklace, and a symbolically adopted great white shark from the word wildlife fund. It was a great birthday actually. I enjoyed it. I mean usually I'm pretty ignored on my birthday, especially if it's a school day. I remember last year in the 8th grade though it was the last class of the day and there was a sub in my class. My aunt chele, she's a 7th grade English teacher, came into my room with all this candy and said that someone in the class was having their 14th birthday. It was ridiculous....but then I saw another side of people. The side that only sees you when you have certain things. That day after my aunt leaved all the students started paying attention to me, asking for candy...candy! Like little kids! That was the only time in the whole year they paid attention and it wasn't even for me! It was for whatever candy I had received! Some of these people are ridiculous.
Sincerely,
Tinkerbell

Am I crazy? I think NOT!

Hey everyone!
So this wednesday is my birthday. My 15th birthday. Which surprisingly enough has come way to fast. I honestly don't want to get any older. I'm afraid to become older I guess. I suppose it's not the best idea to think that way but...well. It kind of sucks to be old. You can't move the way you use to, and you most certainly do not look the way that you used to. Alright alright...I need to turn this blog around. Wednesday is my birthday!!!! And I'm so excited even though on tuesday there is this weird ACT test thing that we have to take. Meaning I'm with my FSP (freshman support period) teacher for most of the day, an then I go to my 4th hour teacher for the rest. Honestly I really don't like my FSP teacher. It's not like she did anything wrong its just....she's really annoying sometimes. For example pretty much all she talks about is her dog named Coconut and how he looks like the Ceaser's dog which it never will. Another example is how she gets so annoyed with how some of the students in the class don't use their time wisely and don't always have something to do in that class even though she allows the "cool" boys to go in their little groups to "study" which always means talking. Well anyways so this ACT test asks you questions like where do you want to go to school or what you want your career to be. And then you take this huge test to see if that career/school is right for you. I'm really not looking forward to taking that test. I know where I want to go and what I want to do and no test is going to change that. What I'm doing is going to the University of Miami to study and become a Marine Biologist. I don't care what other people say about it such as it doesn't pay enough or how I'd never get into an out of state school. You know what? Those are all the little evil voices in my head that I'm willing to destroy. Even if they are real people saying it to me. I'm prepared to prove them all wrong. I CAN go to the university of miami and I don't care what they say. I'm going to specialize in sharks and go to hundreds of aquariums and even around the world to study them and talk to other people about them.
Sounds crazy I know
Sincerely,
Tinkerbell

Drafts turned new

Hey everyone!
So today in journalism I had absolutely nothing to do. So I searched around a bit for random games and stuff like that. Of course darn Adobe flash player is required to do almost everything on this darn computer and I don't want to download it. So here I am! But before I came here my friends and I looked up Chuck Norris jokes. Which, by the way, are incredibly weird jokes. I don't know who started it all, but whoever did thought Chuck Norris was amazing. It's funny how one celebrity who does workout gear commercials and use to play a cowboy would be so popular. But apparently that's just how it works. anyways that wasn't exactly why I was here today. The reason that I'm hear blogging right now is because I'm a champion. And now you probably have that Queen song stuck in your head! Sorry I had to say it because the Open guard got first at Ball State University and at the LaPorte championships! Might I add that the trip to Ball State is extremely boring and smells like cows every 5 minutes. So I don't believe that anyone goes to that college for sight seeing. But the Arena at Ball State is incredible! I mean Lucas Oil stadium at indianapolis is bigger obviously because it's a football stadium and this is a basketball court, but it's still pretty big. Probably the biggest place I've ever performed in in Winter guard. But that wasn't the least of my worries. My biggest worry is coming up in a week. And that is WGI (winter guard international) which is the big big championships. It's bigger than Ball State and is definitely going to be full. Not to mention the place that we are performing is going to have a concrete floor!! Okay, so that might not be a problem for me, but in the beginning of our show we have 2 people come out and tumble halfway across the floor! I can just imagine how painful it is on our wood floors! Imagine concrete! Talk about pain! But I hope it won't be so bad. Those 2 girls have been freaking out about it for a while though. Which scares me just as much as it scares them. Well, this was an old draft from a while back but I'll still put it in. WGI is over and WE GOT 2ND PLACE OUT OF THE WHOLE COUNTRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sincerely,
Tinkerbell