tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80085391480386484832024-03-08T11:14:24.435-06:00JesSiCAz BLogJeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-37232529244330146852009-03-13T14:51:00.000-05:002009-03-13T15:06:46.068-05:00Tasty Animation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/Sbq8xkIeAoI/AAAAAAAAACA/jtqMeOqVunw/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/Sbq8xkIeAoI/AAAAAAAAACA/jtqMeOqVunw/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312766270135730818" border="0" /></a>JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-18775267336187841252009-03-13T14:49:00.001-05:002009-03-13T14:51:44.311-05:00Pick the month you were born:<br />January-------I kicked<br />February------I loved<br />March--------I karate chopped<br />April----------I licked<br />May----------I jumped on<br />June----------I smelled<br />July-----------I did the Macarena With<br />August--------I had lunch with<br />September----I danced with<br />October-------I sang to<br />November-----I yelled at<br />December-----I ran over<br /><br />Pick the day (number) you were born on:<br />1-------a birdbath<br />2-------a monster<br />3-------a phone<br />4-------a fork<br />5-------a snowman<br />6-------a gangster<br />7-------my mobile phone<br />8-------my dog<br />9-------my best friends' boyfriend<br />10-------my neighbor<br />11-------my science teacher<br />12-------a banana<br />13-------a fireman<br />14-------a stuffed animal<br />15-------a goat<br />16-------a pickle<br />17-------your mom<br />18-------a spoon<br />19------ - a smurf<br />20-------a baseball bat<br />21-------a ninja<br />22-------Chuck Norris<br />23-------a noodle<br />24-------a squirrel<br />25-------a football player<br />26-------my sister<br />27-------my brother<br />28-------an iPod<br />29-------a surfer<br />30-------a homeless guy<br />31-------a llama<br /><br />What is the last number of the year you were born:<br />1--------- In my car<br />2 --------- On your car<br />3 ----------- In a hole<br />4 ----------- Under your bed<br />5 ----------- Riding a Motorcycle<br />6 --------- sliding down a hill<br />7 --------- in an elevator<br />8---------- at the dinner=2 0table<br />9 -------- In line at the bank<br />0 -------- in your bathroom<br /><br />Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:<br />White---------because I'm cool like that.<br />Black---------because that's how I roll.<br />Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.<br />Red-----------because the voices told me to.<br />Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.<br />Green---------because I think I need some serious help.<br />Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!<br />Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.<br />Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.<br />Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.<br />Brown---------because I can.<br />Other----------because I'm a Ninja!<br />None----------because I can't control myself!<br /><br /> I ran over my science teacher in a line of a bank because that's how I roll.JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-80215166280949398762009-03-13T14:31:00.002-05:002009-03-13T14:48:58.835-05:00Spring BreakFor my Spring Break I am going to go to Las Vegas and visit some of my family and a few friends. When I get there to Las Vegas I want to go out and have a good time, after all it is a SPRING BREAK right! But the main reason I want to go to Las Vegas is so I can see my nieces! I was talking to one of them and she is already two years old and she speaks so nice already. I remember when I came to live here she was just talking small words. I am really attatched to my brothers daughters than to my other two sisters children because I would take care of them every day and so I guess I became closer to them to any other.<br /> I expect my Spring Break to be a school vaction I will NEVER forget and I also expect it to be awsome. I hope I can go to the mall and go buy clothes and go hang out with my family and boyfriend! I would like to go to places I can't go here like the flea market and buy stuff that is cheap but that is nice! One of the persons I expect to see are all of my nieces and nephews! I just can't wait to get there and do all the stuff I am saying I am going to do!JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-82458093128015133982009-01-21T14:37:00.006-06:002009-01-22T15:01:44.960-06:00Alphabet story<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">A<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">shely was a wonderful beautiful young girl, she was 18 years old, and had a great imagination.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">B<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">esides her beauty she was also intelligent, she wasn't like the rest of the teens, she would always used to imagine herself as a princess and find that one true love.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">C<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">inderella's story was her best story to act out, she used to pretend her dog was her horse.<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">D<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">anny was her dogs name, she would pretend it was her horse, and it was pretty <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">ZANY</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">to see her ride her dog because he sort of looked like a horse, since he was tall.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">ELEGANT</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"></span> was one of the many words people used to describe Ashely, they said she looked nice in anything and every boy wanted to get with her.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">F<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">rankie, that's what they called the boy of Ashely's dreams.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">G<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ladly he felt the same way for her, even though he didn't say anything you sure could tell he liked her.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">H<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">owever, her parents didn't let her have a boyfriend, she was willing to give Frankie a chance once he asked her, and by the way he did moments later!<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">INTERVENED <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">her parents became once they found out she had a secret boyfriend, they came in between thinking it was the right thing to do.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">J<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ust because she didn't tell her parents about her secret lover she was locked in a <span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">EDIFICE<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, she cried and cried until she couldn't produce anymore tears.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">K<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">arina, her bestfriend, told Frankie about what they were doing to her, but he was too late when he went to her house.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">L<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">oading, that was what Ashely's parents were doing, they were loading everything.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">M<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">oments later Frankie saw Mrs. Garcia she was of course putting boxes in the van, ready to leave.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">N<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ervously Frankie managed to let out his feelings for Ashely, but all that Mrs. Garcia said was "I can't help you out sorry honey", he was really upset.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">O</span><span style="">nly having Ashely in mind, he went up to Mr. Garcia, not thinking straight.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">P</span>roud of what he had done, yet at the same time scared, he <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">EMBELLISHED </span>his clothes.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Q</span>uietly he <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">PRANCED</span> over to Mr. Garcia and managed to open his mouth.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">RAMIFICATION </span>was all he think about, he was wondering what would happend, if this would make it any better.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">STUPEFY </span>thats how he felt.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">T</span>hen Mr. Garcia looked over and saw him, after talking for a while Mr. Garcia decided it was wrong what he had done to Ashely.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">U</span>nexpectly Mr. Garcia told Frankie to wait, that he'll be right back, Frankie wondered what he was going to do.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">V</span>ery pleased was Frankie when he turned around to see what he saw.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">W</span>ith happiness to see Ashely, Frankie went to hug her.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">X-</span>treamly happy he kissed her like if there was no tommorow.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">"Y</span>our okay!", Frankie told Ashely holding her chin with the tips of his fingers, like if she was a fragile doll, looking at her eyes almost crying.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Z</span>any, this story didn't have a happy ending like the rest of the fairy tales, Frankie and Ashely gave each other a break since she was moving, she said she would love him forever and never forget him, they kissed for the last time and hugged each other.</div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span>JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-40178361646984271492009-01-13T14:29:00.002-06:002009-01-14T11:13:58.850-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/SW4dD8tAgfI/AAAAAAAAABo/vl953iSHz9E/s1600-h/1199139309-20647_full.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/SW4dD8tAgfI/AAAAAAAAABo/vl953iSHz9E/s320/1199139309-20647_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291198565878628850" border="0" /></a><br /> Hello my name is Marie. I'm going to tell you about a time when this scary looking guy tried to put me in this net. It all started when my owner, Veronica, let me out to take care of my business. I was taking care of it real good until, from the coner of my eyes, I saw something black and furry. I knew exactly who it was it that big meanie Mr. Biggles, he's our neighbors cat, he's always making fun of me just because I'm tiny, he likes to call me Mousy.<br /> Today he called me Mousy and honestly I had enough of him. When those five words came out of his mouth I could not take it no more so I left after him like a gun bullet. His eyes gotten so big they looked liked if they were going to pop out! He ran and I was so mad and trying to get that mean Mr. Biggles that I didn't notice that I had left the yard. When I realized I was nowhere close to my yard I started to get scared. Mr. Biggles wasn't even in sight to ask him at least if he could help me and I wouldn't chase him anymore, but no there was no sign of him ANYWHERE! I knew I was alone with all these people looking at me.<br /> I knew I was out of the house for more than 25 minutes, but it seemed longer. I wondered if Veronica knew I was missing? Had she called the rescue team? I wondered if she was going crazy, and wondered if she was pulling out her hair. I started to laugh at the image of her pulling her hair, but then I stopped when I heard a big BANG! I jumped up and noticed a big scary animal. At first I didn't know what it was until I saw its big teeth and mouth drewling and his fur all crazy looking like if they hadn't brushed his hair in centuries. I knew it was a LION! As soon as I saw those scary teeth I ran out of the dark ally, the one I steped into to hide from all these humans, and ran!<br /> I tried to remember if any of these streets looked familar but I couldn't remember. I did see one car that looked familar. The guy driving the big white van looked at me with a great grin in his face and steped on his brake. I just stood there frozen, my heart beating real fast, I felt as if my heart would pop out. He was coming towards me when he took out that big net! Good thing that I unfroze and ran away quickly. I knew I had to run away fast and from him because I knew who he was he was the guy who took one of my bestes friends, Lucille. She was a dog like me, she used to live in the house next to me but then one day she got in a big fight with another dog and the guy with the net came for her, I felt real bad when he took her away. Now I had to run fast away from him so I won't end up in the same place as Lucille.<br /> When I finally lost sight of him I saw a familiar place, it was where Veronica takes me to get me my treats, I knew the way home from here. My heart was pouning so fast and hard, but of excitment. I was walking home when all of a sudden CRASH! something traps me. Im scared and try to get out, when I look up I see him! Then out of no where the LION comes out and bite him in his behind! I run fast and then I see my home! I was sooooo happy to see it, it was the first time I had ever been this happy to see my house. I go back in the same way I got out and wait for Veronica to open the door. She opens it and picks me up and kisses me and starts talking like her baby. I have now learned my lesson to not chase no more cats!JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-8647272380160058402009-01-06T14:56:00.003-06:002009-01-06T15:03:58.866-06:00New Years<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">This New Years I didn't do much except stay with my boyfriend, and waited for it to be 12:00 a.m. so I could wish him a Happy New Years. I didn't go anywhere or drink, I just stayed with him and I couldn't have been more happy to do so. I am not mad or regret not going to parties or going somewhere, or even just staying home. I couln't have been more happy on New Years.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Well what my New Years resolution is for this year is to take better care of myself, and to listen and pay attention to people when they are talking to me.</span><br /></span>JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-62094348910495468582008-12-04T15:04:00.002-06:002008-12-04T15:17:26.190-06:00Christmas Freewrite<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/SThI3S8__rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6QvRhoLAG2Y/s1600-h/christmas_comment_graphic_10.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPhL6Iws2hk/SThI3S8__rI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6QvRhoLAG2Y/s320/christmas_comment_graphic_10.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276047078282231474" border="0" /></a><br />I can't wait until this Christmas because my dad is taking my brother and little sister and me to Las Vegas for our winter break. I am really looking forward to seeing my whole family and going to parties. I can't wait until we get out so I can see my family that is still in Las Vegas. I am also happy because I am going to be with my family on the best holiday ever. I am also looking forward for my winter break because I miss my city and everything that was there. I am going to want to shop and go have a good break over there, and I also happy because I am going to be there for New Year's. If there is another holiday I like more than Christmas is New Year's epecially in Las Vegas. But the real reason I want to go to Las Vegas is to go see my other family that is still over there; like my sisters and my brothers, and neices. I also want to go see my sister who is giving birth to her baby in this month, which is also the month I was born. Pretty cool right?JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-17156127507572699372008-11-07T14:10:00.002-06:002008-11-07T14:24:35.390-06:00My WeekendWhat I hope I am going to do for my weekend is go to Amarillo. I want to go to get some new clothes, and shoes. I also want to get out of the house and go somewhere instead of going from home to school and from school to home. But if we don't go to Amarillo I want to go somewhere out of Childress. But I think we are going to go to Amarillo on Saturday, but I'm not sure yet. But if we don't go anywhere on Saturday then I will just go take a walk to the park with my boyfriend, or something like that. Then if we don't go on Sunday, then I really don't know what I am going to do. But hopefully something or else I'm going to be bored out of my mind! Really!JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-31399087136671587652008-10-29T14:57:00.003-05:002008-10-29T15:03:51.181-05:00Halloween ControversyI believe the school shouldn't ban Halloween costumes just because one kid took a costume that was insulting. I think they should only punish him and not everyone else. I think it is unfair because they didn't do anything. It's not their fault someone doesn't have respect for other people. I think they are making a big deal into something bigger. I think they should let everyone else use their costume and not let that one specific boy take a costume.JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-27486726004968599552008-10-27T14:28:00.003-05:002008-10-27T14:36:29.100-05:00Invisibility Cloak<span style="color:#ff6666;">The things i would do if i could be invisible would be that i would go around scarying people and making them freak out! I think that would be funny and fun. I would also stay in a place and just see if people realy talk to themselves and if they do then i would talk to them and make them freak out, and see how they react. But i think one of the disadvantages would be that if i want to talk to someone then the chances of them freaking out and running away are really big. And i think i would get bored just being invinsible, because i cant be doing something for to long because then i will get bored pretty fast.</span>JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-13995594671480234652008-10-22T14:36:00.002-05:002008-10-22T14:47:10.417-05:00Memories<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>A memory that i have is about my first day I went to Disney Land. I remember it was on December 8th. My sister-in-law took me for my birthday. I was so happy because it was my first time going there. I felt like a little kid, all this took place like a year ago! So yeah I was old but felt like a little girl. The day i got there i was so happy, I got on the little kids rides and went inside Mickey and Minnie's house it was so colorful. Then I went to the California side, and I got on almost all the rides there. I got on one that is called "The Hollywood Tower". That one is my favorite ride. It is like a supposaly elevator and you sit in a seat with other people, and then you go up like 10 stories then you go up 10 stories fast then it drops you really fast! I felt as if my stomach was in my throat and i couldn't yell but it sure was fun! I think I am going to go again in December but I'm not to sure about that.JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008539148038648483.post-47381042125048857542008-10-14T14:40:00.002-05:002008-10-14T14:49:28.458-05:00i wish.....I wish people would stop being so racist. Like some people judge you only because of your color of your skin. They don't even know who you are and they already don't like you. To me that is mean and unfair. People should TRY to give other people chances and get to know them better before judging someone. They should try to be in their shoes and think how they would feel if someone did that to them? JeSsiCAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563506475208758359noreply@blogger.com0