Personal Narrative : The Story Of LolumpopBy Lollipop

It was a regular day, but something felt different. I woke up brushed my teeth, washed my face, and ate some Captain Crunch Cereal, the best in the world. My mom walks in the kitchen and cries out “Jay you’re going to be late, get your things you need, so when the bus arrives you can run out the door”. I’m young

My phone’s alarm went off early in the morning; I let it play a little more as the alarm was my favorite song. Instead of being cranky by the alarm, I bumped to it. The birds chirped from all angles, the neighbor’s dogs barked at each other, while he was too busy mowing to lawn. But, I was in a terrific mood anyway. The blinds, slightly open, let bright sun rays hit my floor, while the A/C blasted. I slowly got up, and let out a loud yawn. Bones cracked at every single body joint. The pleasing aroma of coffee and the savoring smell of eggs filled up my nostrils. I put both feet down, and head to the pull-up bar where I hang on it for a few seconds, stretching out my spine. I turn my head toward the calendar to make sure today was the day. Indeed it was, reading the month of July with 2008 written in big, bold letters. Butterflies filled up my stomach with goosebumps everywhere.

Stomping my feet on the ground to keep my blood flowing, I folded my arms to fight the air stinging my face. I just wanted this day, like any other day, to be over with as quick as possible. The hood of my jacket covered my eyes, and when I looked up, it came to my surprise that five kids had circled around me, with huge grins on their faces, bearing their teeth at me like a pack of wolves to a helpless rabbit. I wanted to disappear and be someone else, anyone else. I wanted to be that fat kid on the bench eating potato chips without a care in the world, or to be in the shoes of that one girl in the corner reading some book for homework, but not here, not in these old worn out sneakers.

The first time I used my powers was to save a cat in a person's yard getting attacked

I have been challenged by all of my professors to continuously go deeper with my work. However, this week something different came about because when a visiting artist and curator visited. The curator said “A lot of my students are good at showing things one way but not multiple ways.” This affirmation settle in my spirit because currently I am working to find different ways to express loneliness and examine it from the many angles and avenues it has to offer.

This birthday had been wonderful. My friend Emily and I hiked up to a place called Griffith Observatory. I had heard that the view was amazing and you could see all of LA. I walked to a artsy concrete staircase where you could see the lively and bustling city in the background. From our point of view, the skyscraper buildings looked tiny and ant sized. The golden crisp sun had slightly set behind us and caused the sky to shift deep colors throughout the city. When the cotton candy like clouds drifted across the electric baby blue sky, I felt an overwhelming rush of pure happiness. The condensed and shrubby bushes in front of us were a shamrock green color, and looked as if they were full of life. I knew

I wanted to say I'm sorry for the Instagram pages and all of the rude stuff that I had said. I realize that it was stupid and ignorant and that I had gone too far as soon as I made the page. Yeah, we had our issues, but that was over until I had brought it up again and dragged you back into it and I'm sorry for that. I admit that the whole idea was out of anger and stupidity and I acted on it instead of just letting it go or even talking to you if it had really bothered me to the point of all of this. I honestly regret ever making the account and ruining your morning, I'm sorry. If this bothers you after, then if you feel comfortable, we can talk, no drama, no pages, no talking behind backs just talk. If not I am okay with that,

It was originally a “Savory Seventeen,” but Clara didn’t have enough paper to fit the word “seventeen” on the banner, so she opted for “Savory Twelve.” When Clara invited me, Dakoury, Camilla Guo, and Andi Cheng to her birthday party, I was bogged down with homework. However, I lied to my parents and told them I didn’t have that much work to do, before I accepted the invitation. I didn’t want to regret or miss out on anything. The whole day was surreal, because that day differed the most from my regular routine. Dakoury, Camilla, Andi, and I boarded the train in Andover together, and we got off on Clara’s stop. We walked to her house, and were greeted by her high school friends as well as Kate Burba, a friend I hadn’t seen for two years. Kate hugged me and kissed me on the head as a way of greeting me.

I have a talent like most people often do something your good at, well for me that is spelling I have a really good memory and when I see a word I can see it in my head and can spell the word depending on the word spelling is really easy for me I can spell all types of words short, medium, long words hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia that means the fear of long words I can spell that word no problem because I can see it in my head and read it in my head as I spell it out. So that is my talent I’m a good speller. I also have an interest something I love doing I love playing baseball that’s my favorite thing to do I want to do something with it I want to move on and keep going with baseball I have dreams to become something and yeah I know

How have you been? I would like to thank you for your patience, I have been working a lot on set lately and have finally got some time to devote to your project before the next show which is tomorrow. I just wanted to check in with you on my progress with the script breakdown and budget cost. I am about half way done with it so far, getting into all the characters different looks, timelines. I

As you may, or may not, know, my birthday is September 28 and I will be turning 16. Some may think I grew up to fast, but for me, it’s been a long time coming. Some highlights of my 16 years being are earth would be: Being a young actress/model, staring in several plays, learning flute and guitar, getting into advanced choir, becoming choir president, receiving my own set at several local events, mantling a 4.0, I waited and hosted several local brunches, volunteer at community events, made it in the top 50 in a county wide talent show, tried out for a Disney princess, mentoring the local youth, Being in an honors level Spanish class, learning French, scoring a perfect 100% on my math CAHSEE, raised over $1,000

It was a sunny morning in California,it was also my 15th birthday.I got out of bed and did my morning routine. I opened my closet to chose what I should where today, I found a dress that was white until your stomach and then was purple with a flow free bottom.I matched some white flats with my dress and headed downstairs.I greeted my mom “Good morning mom.” I noticed that dad was nowhere near by. “Mom where's dad ?” “ Honey something urgent came up so your dad had to step out.How about we get some breakfast from dunkin.” I nodded my head so we stepped out the house.When we arrived I ordered a glazed donut,mom got herself a chocolate sprinkle donut and got dad a pumpkin spice donut.We finished up eating and headed home.

The morning sunshine seeped through the cracks between my shutters, lighting up my room. I could hear the clock ticking and the rays of sunlight bouncing off of my eyelids. I barely got any sleep last night because I was ecstatic that tomorrow was, my birthday! I jumped up out of bed, how could I have forgotten that it was my birthday? Suddenly all of my drowsiness turned it into excitement and I jumped up, throwing the red gradient quilt off of my bed. I slowly walked out of my room, making very little noise, checking to see if anyone else was awake. I peeked through the intricate staircase railings and tried to spot anyone downstairs, no one was in sight. I tiptoed down the cream coloured stairs, reached the bottom and got startled when my mom yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”, her voice bouncing off the walls of house. A grin so big spread across my face, I couldn’t believe I was turning four years old!

"Happy Birthday", my mom screamed out and scared me the morning of June 9. But it was surprising and nice of her since she wished me before anyone else. It was my eighteen birthday and it was my day. While looking out the big windows in my room, I thought to myself, I will do what satisfies me today, but wasn't quite sure what? I didn’t receive any calls from my friends, or other relatives. Nobody was home either besides my mom with whom I can’t make plans because she got her own work to do. It depressed me because it seemed like this was going to be one boring eighteen birthday.

“APPLES GET DOWN HERE LET’S GO!” Lollipop screamed from the ground, I quickly ran down the branches of my tree to meet her. Lollipop had led me to a place, but I didn't know where because she said it was a surprise for me, and by the way today… I turned 16! It’s cool, I know. I’m sort of exhausted from helping all these people though, but hopefully today will make up for it. The worst part of my day was that my own boyfriend forgot my birthday. A few hours later we were still