Personal Narrative: My Music Is Better Than Canadian Music

The journey of 11-4-16 was long day. I wish that today was better because i would actually pay attention in my classes! But i was focused on other things. To make things worst i was craving chocolate because it was that time of the

Hi guys! This past weekend we were graced with a much needed fall break. After a few weeks of constant studying, it was nice to have a four day weekend to sit back and relax. After my two tests on Friday I drove seven hours to meet my dad and my girlfriend's dad in Pittsfield Illinois for a few day hunting trip at a lease that my dad has. It was a long drive, but it was worth it when I arrived to a 16oz prime rib at one of my favorite restaurants, the Red Dome. Unfortunately the corn and soybeans had not yet been cut around our farm so we did not see as many deer as usual, but we still had fun and relaxed for a few days.

I was not going to go even if I was late cause I do not need a detention. That will waste my friday night plans. I stayed home and slept the day away. All I knew was eat sleep. Eat and sleep again. I was not able to see my friends from school. I guess I’ll see them tomorrow for basketball practice. After basketball practice, straight fun afterwards. I slept until the next day…

I got to my apartment and had a huge headache. I shouldn’t have drank that much well off to sleep for me. I did my homework at the library earlier so I don’t need to do that. This is the one week I do it anyway. I yawn once more and climb into my dark bed sheets.I snuggle underneath and drift off to sleep. If only I knew someone was watching me the whole day. I woke up the next day, showered, and brushed my hair for the weekend. I love weekends, no school and no worries. I closed the curtains of my bay window so the whole room would be dark and went down stairs to the burning smell of pancakes. Uck… I hate pancakes.

Morgan, Kris and the kids get here in the morning. I turned in my class work for the week ahead of time because I knew I wouldn't get it done with them here. We go to court on Tuesday for the finalization of Kris adopting the kids. It will be a great

I hope things are doing a little better for you there in California. I know that your visit is coming to an end and that you will be heading out in a few days. Things have been super busy over here. This morning they had a father and son car building event at the church and took David. It is like the boy scouts and it is making a car out of wood. Well, are car is not looking so good but we have three weeks to build it before they have the race. I will send you a picture of our final creation that will hopefully resemble a car when we get done with it. Caitlyn started school on Friday and I took her out to ice cream the night before to give her a pep talk for the new semester. Lastly, my Carla and I just got back from a nice dinner... we celebrated our two month wedding

Its Hump Day! How’s it going? Its going good because I 'm like doing great in all my classes and I remember the football plays.

A few weeks ago I was sitting in my old dusty chair watching the news. I was just thinking about the day’s work ahead of me, and wondering if my body will make it through the day. I heard a car door slam. I imagined that it was my wife pulling in, but that would be impossible. I wondered who it could be. I do not get many visitors this time of year, not in the off-season. Could it be the fella that was on the news? They said a girl was murdered in Iowa and the suspect got away, and may be on his way to Canada. Then a loud knock on the door filled the empty room. I got out of my chair slowly, like a pregnant woman would, and made my way to the door. I could hear a creak with every step I took, and only God knows if it came from the floor, or these knobby knees.

The first thing that pop out form my mind when I heard about the question “What is a Canadian?” is the world “friendly”. My English teacher in grade eight is from Vancouver, he talked about Canadians are friendly to others.

On the last day of the semester, I was still a bit sick, but I had to take my exams. After I finished and corrected the language arts exam, I got a 90 and I was happy. I texted my dad and he came and got me from school. When I got home, I slept for an hour. Then most of the break was playing on my computer.

I have a lot going on in school, I am reading a great book the giver, it might be one of my favorite books. In science I am learning about the brain and heart, there actually really interesting, did you know that the brain is one of the most important things in your body and it has almost no protection. In math I have a big fraction test coming up but its not to hard so thats good. But after I finish all that it's thanksgiving break! I get a whole week off and that means Im traveling! My family is thinking about going to Rome or Chile, ether way it will be so fun. So I guess it's true work hard play hard. I want to know what your doing over thanksgiving break so comment me.

On Saturday I woke up around 7:00 I lay in bed and read for a little bit and then I got up and started my chores. (My dad went to work while I was doing my chores) When I had two to go we had breakfast (biscuits) and watched a doctor who. Then I finished my chores and packed to go to my grandma’s house for a sleepover. After I had finished packing I started coloring with my mom and my brother. Then my grandma came and we put away our colors and then we packed the car and headed to the grocery store to drop my mom off so she could get groceries. We had to go with her so we did and I pushed the cart while my grandma went and did something. Then my grandma came and we dropped my mom off back at our house and went with our grandma for a sleepover. First we had lunch there then my brother and I had to pick up the sticks if we wanted a popsicle. When we finished we got the popsicle and played until bedtime which was at 9:30. I stayed awake reading until I finally fell asleep. It was a big day.

I am a seventeen-year-old girl in Scotland in1752. I am orphaned, uneducated, unskilled, and impoverished. I have few family members and friends, and those that I do have are just as destitute as me. I have decided to leave my homeland for America because I hear that it is “The land of opportunity” and prospects for a better life in Scotland look bleak. My goal is to become a skilled dress maker working in my own workshop and living in my own home. I plan to take the dependent collectivist approach by selling myself as an indentured servant to a local ship captain, so that he can take me to North America so that he can sell me to the highest bidder. Once I get to America I will be healthy and in good shape all because of the profit the captain

This week has been totally crazy. At the beginning of it, my best friend Aby got a job writing songs at Hi or Hey records. Then, after a year singing at the hottest clubs in Los Angeles, I got called in to sing for Five Seconds to Summer to see if I would get a record deal.

I woke up and realized it was Friday, the day I've been looking forward to, because I finally had my first audition. I was auditioning for my favorite TV show, blackish. I was beyond excited, because so many people wish they had the opportunities I have, but cant reach them. But before I get into any more excitement I forgot I had school. The school everybody wants to get