You deserve happiness!

  Do you ever get the feeling someone's facebook status or Tweets are about you? Well I did and turns out it really was about me and it made me really unhappy .
   It started back in February just after my 18th birthday when a person I was best friends with for 7 years showed their true colors for the last time. We had done everything together since grade 7 and we couldn't be ripped apart some say that the best friends ships start that way but they also end the worst. That's what it was like for me. The person really hurt my feelings and generally I'm  pretty forgiving but I just couldn't forgive this person.
We got into an argument about everything but we managed to fix things a little bit. We went on a week long school trip well sports team trip to the U.S and that's when i had learned she had been talking about me to other people and telling them lies about me. Yes I my self have done that where there was just someone who made me mad and i talk to a friends about it but i have never spread horrible rumors about another person. Over the past three years I have changed and grown as a person which is good because I was not a very nice person.
Some say its Karma coming back at you. But pretty much where this is going is that the person was mad at me for cutting them out of my life and finding new friends so they decided to make a facebook status about me well what this blog is about and what i want to say is that its good to change guys change all you want even if it means someone is going to be upset with you you need and deserve to be happy not to have people bringing you down all the time. So do me a favor and be happy and don't let people hold you back or make you feel bad about yourself! Sometimes things work out sometimes they don't.

SANTA!!.. but not really.

  I am so excited for Christmas I just want it to be here now. I love waking up on Christmas morning and have cheese toast with milk and a chocolate chip muffin. Opening gifts which I used to go first because I was the youngest now my dog gets to open treats.. who does that like my dog gets to go before me and now my sister is pregnant so I have to wait for 2 things to go ahead of me.

 That's what I would have said last year but after reading an article in the paper a few weeks ago I changed my point of view. Don't get me wrong I love gifts and Christmas but I now have a deeper appreciation for the family aspect of it. Yes the gifts are nice but just getting to be with my family on that day is better. There are children in undeveloped countries with no family or Christmas and it makes me sad to think that they don't get to share it with. It's worse than the Grinch who stole Christmas . I like that we have operation Christmas child which gives them gifts but they don't have family to share it with so it kind of makes it sad :( I wish i could give them all families and help them get to experience what we have because its the most greatest gift to have a family and get to open presents with them.

I refuse to believe it !

    I don’t believe that the world will end in 2012. In my opinion it is just a bunch of hooey that is scaring people in to making haste decisions before the “END OF THE WORLD”. I have always been taught to have faith that things will be ok and that’s what I believe now. I don’t understand how anyone can know when the world will end. It could end NOW…. Or … NOW…… or even …. NOW… nope we are all still here as far as I know.

     If I did believe that the world would end in 2012 I would spend my last day or night doing something I love with the people I love. Id spend and hour playing rugby and then the rest of the time I would be at home with my family trying to think of funny or dumb things we could do to make the last bit special and then I would wait for the big explosion. I think its kind of funny that that’s what we’ve been told is the world will blow up who says it won’t just melt or something... o that’s right the world is NOT going to end in 2012. Yes shitty things are happening in this world but I doubt it’s enough make the world blow up or whatever.

   I don’t get why people tell us that either if someone comes up with some crack pot idea that they THINK they know when the world will end KEEP IT TO YOURSELF. I like surprises and I don’t want to be scared in to thinking that I’m going to die on a certain day at a certain time with every other person on this planet. So if the people that came up with that could say sorry and not talk about stuff like that again that would be fantastic!

  I encourage all of you to live your lives’ to the fullest and not let dumb things that people say scare you into thinking that you have to take precautions for the rest of your days. Finish school go to work have fun with friends and family and don’t worry about when you’re going to croak. :) --->

SANTA HURRY UP

 I am definitely a who when it comes to Christmas. I love Christmas so much! My room is all Christmasafied and my tree is all bright, i love tinsel and wrapping paper and watching my sister drop at least one ornament a yea and hearing my mom yell. it never gets old! Not just because of the gifts because quite frankly I could go with out them. Especially since there are little children in places that get nothing for Christmas because they can’t afford it or they live in a place where Christmas is just not possible for them. I do hope that they have heard of Santa and they can at least get some holiday cheer of some sort.

Other than that I love Christmas because it gets me together with my family well I should clarify I love getting to have Christmas with my moms side of the family because we all get along so well. My dads side yes I love them but Christmas with them is like a day at the zoo. There are so many kids and my 12 year old cousin brigs a different boy every year sometimes even 2 so there is a total of 26 people in one house with dry turkey that was cooked a few days ahead. I love my family anyway though I love going out and buying people things and seeing the look of surprise.

 I love the season just because everyone gets so cheerful. Even though some person claims that apparently saying MERRY CHRISTMAS is incorrect and that we are supposed to say happy holidays not I still love Christmas. Even the people who seem to be like the Grinch every day and in name names they seem to turn into a big ball of joy! The Grinch was just cranky cause he was alone on Christmas but always remember there are people who care for you !

Bang Bang .. Santa where are you?

I get it really I do. Christmas can be a stressful time and send some people into a spiral. But promoting guns with Santa Claus, REALLY? Who does that? Into days society we are trying to promote that war and violence aren’t right.

   Well apparently not in Arizona this Christmas. I don’t understand why people would want guns that are real and loaded on Christmas card maybe it’s just me and the way I was raised but Christmas is a time to celebrate with family and enjoy time together. It’s kind of funny in a way I guess I mean with your family expecting a Christmas card with little kids and the parents so happy and proud of their families and then they get a photo of machine guns presents LITTLE CHILDREN and Santa.

     I guess it could be almost as funny as in the movie the blind side when the leanness cousin had received her Christmas card and called her to let her know there was a big coloured boy in the photo. Then again he had had a few cold ones so it’s understandable why it would be funny. The Arizona Gun club thought they would change the regular Christmas tradition and give the community a chance to have some fun where they could use safe controlled guns with Santa.

      Maybe it’s just me that thinks that thought, that it really is not funny, maybe I’m the only one maybe I’m the one who is wrong… Well I hope for all of our sakes I’m not because if I’m wrong well then classmates I believe we have an issue on our hands. I personally think it is

I personally think it is hypocritical because there are so many people who say we need to stop war and violence and help the children in undeveloped countries who are being forced to use guns. Could you imagine your have kids, those little innocent things having to use guns to solve their problems or if they got forced to use them in war?

Not so funny is it?

I chose this one becasue I love chrsitmas and I dont like violence and when I saw the picture with Santa and the guns i could help but think wow what id someone accientally set one off and killed someone? Curiosity killed the Cat and in this case it could or would be the safty on the gun wasnt on and thats why the person got shot. I looked at about 4 others news articles but this one just got my attention

but ITS CHRISTMAS BE HAPPY J

http://usnews.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2011/11/29/9097465-ariz-gun-club-offers-santa-shoot

NOT MY DAY !

  You know when you have those days where nothing seems to go right and every time you turn around something bad is happening to you. Well I’m having one of those days.

   It started this morning when I woke up late, well I didn’t really wake up late I just didn’t get up at the time I was supposed to because well I had to work last night until 11 and I was so tired I forgot to set my alarm. You would think that getting to sleep in would be a good thing well not today it wasn’t.

   Like most mornings I went to my bus stop and waited in the cold for the bus to come which is usually on time but because it is one of those days it decided to be late, which meant we got stuck in a bit of a traffic jam at the 4 way stop just down the road from the school.

   First period could not seem to go by any slower but I guess because I was worried about this week it just thought I’m going to go by super slow so that Justine falls asleep in class ( I didn’t actually though).

  Second period was fine I had peer helping which I got to sit through a grade nine health class… not the best thing in the world but when the girls cant take putting a condom on their fingers seriously it is a little bit funny but hey that’s health class for you.

  Nothing exciting really happened until lunch when I did one of those things where you call out a friends name and it isn’t really them so you turn around and act like it was the person behind you that called out someone’s name embarrassingly. O and then I have spare now so I went to go get math help from a teacher when there was a class in her room so I freaked out thinking I didn’t really have spare now and ran frantically to my math classroom only to upsettingly burst into the class yelling ‘IM SO SORRY IM LATE” when really that wasn’t even my math class. Talk about a bad day or funny for the people who got to witness any of it. Well I just needed to rant a little bit. O and THANK GOODNESS MOVEMBER IS OVER TODAY.

Not as bad as i thought

Ill tell you right now it was like getting shot in the leg! Not that you know I’ve ever actually experienced that first hand but I heard the it can be pretty pain full to have it happen. What does this have to do with?

Well considering the fact that we are going in to poetry and I wanted it to feel my wrath my relationship has changed with poetry in the last five years. In grade 9 I could not have despised it more. Now it’s more of a love-hate relationship where of course I do most of the work with loving it and hating it at different times.

 Its amazing when you write your own piece and its good but when the person reading or marking feels that it is anything but good it’s a horrible feeling and I cant get over how much it makes me hate poetry when I can just never seem to get it right. I love to write it well sometimes it is just an overwhelming feeling when there is something on your mind and the only trying you can do is write about it sometimes it flows sometimes its like a peach pie that just wont cook the way grandma made it (not that anyone in my family will ever be able to do that). 

 I will be completely honest when I say I am not great at poetry. Its likes a lot of the sports I play I’m not exactly good at them but when I try my best its all I can do.

To read it … well if it is good ill read it but if some sort of William shakespear stuff that only people in the era really understood then well it will go unread like most of my math notes. If it is something I can relate to and doesn’t use a whole lot of big words because well who am I kidding big words are not my forte because like Lauren beswick says I’m “uneducated”.

Amanda’s poem Bats I think it’s just because like I said before sometimes I get poetry sometimes I don’t well I don’t understands this one. Well to be honest I just got my mom to explain it for me so now that it makes sense I think it’s a good poem and the only question I would raise about it is what does Amanda mean by the worlds last confession?

Her other poem lullaby is one that I sort of understood but my mom had to again explain a few words but it reminded me of a poem my mom read to me once funny thing is though I didn’t like the poem. Her poem is very expressional and I like it because it makes me really think about what a mothers bond is to their child. Well lets all hope this unit goes well J

Dreams of failing

Hello classmates so last night I had a pretty sad scary and just down right horrible dream. I was in collage doing what I am planning to apply for which is recreation and leisure, and I was reading a paper that was making fun of me.

        Apparently collage was too hard for me and I had decided to drop out. Like my worst fear I had failed. Do you ever wonder if your dreams are telling you something about your future?

        About what will happen and how it will happen? I can’t say personally it’s happened to me but it’s come pretty damn close. In January I will be applying to Conestoga and if I don’t get in ill be crushed but if I get in and drop out I don’t know what ill do. I got to say I hope there is more people out there than just me that are afraid to wind up as a drop out from collage or university. My dad try to make a joke and say well maybe it is a sign so I shot back at him saying well dad you never finished high school let alone went to collage.

       In fact my mom didn’t go to Collage either nor my two sisters actually in my entire family both my mom and das side there are 30 people in total and only 4 have gone to Collage and one of them was a drop out. I wonder what my odds are. :s

Secret circle

Making a post secret card, to be honest I don’t get the point. Well actually that’s not true I do get it, it’s an anonyms way to tell people things you wouldn’t actually want them to know. Personally if it’s a big secret i probably wouldn’t tell anyone, small things not a big deal im a pretty open person.
     If I were to make a post secret I would just post this: Im afraid of failure. A lot of people don’t know that about me seeing as a lot of my grades aren’t the best. I do try my best although it’s not always good work. I hate the idea of failure, every year I almost fail a class but do amazing on the exam so I wind up passing.
     During wrestling season I try my best but there is always someone bigger, faster, stronger, and more athletic than you. Unfortunately in grade 11 and 12 it went down hill and I didn’t make it to offssa. In rugby I got M.I.P and couldn’t have been happier that was the feeling of success.

    Failing in school or sports or anything scares me and I’m afraid of it. I graduated high school which is amazing and I plan in being in collage next September where I don’t plan on failing but there is that chance seeing as your best isn’t always good enough!

8 Legged UGLY Freaks!

   Arachnophobia- the fear of spiders.

I just started tearing up right there even thinking about those ugly, scary, long legged, jumping , crawling, sometimes harry or even poisonous SPIDERS.

         I HATE spiders they are disgusting things that make cobwebs out there butts literally and they have thousands of babies at a time.

          First off what in the world has more than four legs besides animals that are in the zoo? NOTIHNG and I mean NOTIHNG should have more than 8 legs. Yea the movie 8 legged freaks pretty much scared the Crap out of me. Spiders that big really?

        Tarantulas what the hell is with those? They are gigantic freaks that should never have been created by what ever freak of science got into it. Even getting this picture scared me !

           I hate spiders and I know there are some in the school which gives me the heeby jeebys me out more than anything. When I was little I thought they were just things that ate mosquitoes and saved me from west Nile. Well one night I was sleeping over at my cousin’s house and yes it is an old house but really that shouldn’t have had so many spiders in it. I was sleeping on the floor on, not in , on a sleeping bag and I woke up with what I thought were 30 spiders crawling on me I got up crying and screaming. I had never been so scared in my life.

        Then there was a huge spider in my basement and my dad told me he killed it so I had nothing to worry about… funny story he didn’t kill it we were watching a movie down stairs as a family and something had touched my head, I thought it was my dad being a pain in the butt. Not so funny really that stupid spider was on my head! You would think it was like a funny scene from a movie. SO NOT FUNNY!

      Anytime I think about or even see a spider fake or real I turn in to a three year old crying and screaming. If there is a spider in my bed room I make my dad or brother inlaw go upstairs and kill and will not enter my room until it is gone. Arachnophobia is my fear and I hate SPIDERS. O and don’t forget to check your sleeping bags, shoes, roller blades, skates and gloves for SPIDERS.

 

I’m STAYING and That FINAL

Its 9:15 and I feel the urge to blog about something. My sister had a friend over earlier this evening and boy did I get mad when this encounter happened.

 Like most days after school I went up to my room and turned up my Ipod well now Iphone and cranked up the COUNTRY MUSIC. I was listening to it peacefully while catching up on some reading and home work. It was a good song too it was Dirt road anthem by Jason Aldean such a good song. Now just incase you didn’t know I’m a country kid. I get my boots dirty I pet calves and I’ve helped a heifer give birth (a heifer is a pregnant cow).

Anyway I decided I wanted to listen to some up beat country so I turned up the song She’s country by again Jason aldean and no I don’t just listen to him because he is good looking. All of a sudden half way through the song my door slams open and some girl comes in and not only TOUCHES MY PHONE but TURNED OFF THE SONG. I have two rules when in my house. Well 4 really is how many. First don’t come in my room unless I know you. Second don’t ever touch my phone Third don’t ever turn off my music and last don’t tell me if and or why you hate country music because I couldn’t careless.  Well Melissa broke all my rules and guess what I did o you guessed it I took the hose to her.

I chased her down the staris and out into the not so warm weather and before she could get away she was soaking wet. Im country and I love it I don’t wear  5 pound of makeup on my face I wear 5 pounds of mud on my boots. The moral of this blog, im country and im staying that way like Jason aldean said “that’s the way she was born and raised, she aint afraid to stay COUTNRY” fluffy will know what I’m talking about J

Bad morning

I really don’t know what to blog about today, it was a bad morning that’s for sure. I worked last night until 11 and had to do homework which kept me up till 1AM I planned to get up at 6 am like I usually try to do. Once again it didn’t fail for me to sleep in. I really thought it was 6am so I got up and showered and thought wow I feel great getting up so early. Too bad when I went back to my room and it was really 7:40.

That joke was on me because my bus comes at 8:05 so I grabbed my hair dryer and my sister grabbed the other and in 10 minutes I had my straighter on and was making my soft silky and presentable too bad that took me 10 minutes so I had five minutes to get my stuff and scoot out the door.

 I grabbed my coffee mug and bags and left. Too bad that the bus was already there and I had to run for it again. Then when I got on the bus I tripped getting into my seat and once again spilled my tea.

I can’t figure out why it was always happened but it does then I got called Justin again today but it’s not as bad as my friend who dropped her phone in a toilet.

IM NOT JUSTIN !

Hi my name is Justine Mary Lynn Walker that is the name on my birth certificate, health card, drivers licence, report card and cheques from work. When I was born, heck BEFORE I was born that was my name and has been for the last 18 years of my life.

This, friends is my biggest pet peeve. At least 5 times a week someone manages to call me by the wrong name. Really, is it that hard to pronounce? Say it with me: JUSTINE not JUSTIN. That really gets me going! I mean yes people say others’ names wrong a lot, but usually if it is a hard name not and easy one like JUSTINE. Since I first entered school teachers (especially supply teachers) have been getting my name wrong and then the whole class laughs. It was funny at first, but for Pete sakes it’s not that hard!

My parents named me after a character in a book (the only book my dad has ever read I’m pretty sure) which is funny because not only do I not know the name of the book, I don’t really care and I doubt I’m anything like the character in that book.

 Want to hear a semi funny story? This is why I get so damn rattled! My dad gets my name wrong too, only not by calling me JUSTIN. I have two sisters; Meghan and Bethany, and do you think he gets their names wrong? No, just Bethany and I. For some reason my father whom I love most times like to call Bethany “B” and me “J” but he cant even get that right! He will yell “J come here for a second” so me, being the smart kid I am, goes over there just to hear him say “Oh wait I meant “B” ” Really Dad, again every time…. it never fails I think to myself. At least mom gets my name right.

 SUPPLY TEACHERS, do you really think that in a class for females (gym) there would be a boy names JUSTIN?! Not likely! Come on here people, is it really that damn hard? Twice this week I’ve been called JUSTIN first was by my science teacher who, after 2 months of school, would get it right by now and the second time was today at the beginning of class!

 I guess the reason I get so mad and pissed off when people call me JUSTIN is because I was supposed to have a twin, and my freaks of parents decided that we would be JUSTIN and JUSTINE! First off, who is that mean to call their kids practically the same thing? He passed away though from malnutrition so I think that’s why I get so mad. I never got to know him so that’s why it’s so hard, but all in all ITS JUSTINE NOT JUSTIN thank you J

Im inspired. Are you?

      In the last few years I have been inspired by someone she is an amazing influence, friend and like an older sister to me. I know i want to work with kids when I graduate but i couldn't for the life of me figure out how. With a little help and observation I have been inspired. A  lot of people come to school hating it but to me that just means they are not being challenged or the things we learn in school really don't interest them. Well seeing this person work in the school I've seen them change lives including mine. 

     Yes everyone has troubles in life and everyone's situation is different but for some it a life battle and to see this person help kids get through them and come out on top I would love nothing more than to do the same. This person helps from sports to in class to just talking everything. 

     Iv seen her challenge kids and let them know they aren't alone and that they have people to turn to. If I could help one person the way she has I would be so happy. I'm inspired to help people because seeing their happy faces after realizing things aren't that bad is incredible.

AGE OF 6 or 10 .

TIME WARP BACK TO!!... age 6. I loved when I was 6 my parents thought that I was just old enough to get in actual trouble but i was so sweet they never actually got me in trouble for anything I have 2 older sisters so they just told them they need to set a good example for me yea my dad was gone for a week at a time but then he was home for a week,  spend the day with my dad. I would eat froot loops grilled cheese and chicken penne for dinner.. play tag most the day but got fishing with my dad also. I would watch salor moon, bugs bunny and power rangers. I'd talk like a little trucker to my dad cause he was and it my hero. I had a lisp so you can imagine how some words came out.


I   f i was a child now in 2011 o boy..... i'd be 12 that's when my dad would stop truck driving and be home every night. My day would consists of coming to school and falling asleep in class.not doing home work working and baby sitting and maybe eating some food somewhere in there. To be so young again well that's a dream 19 in 108 day here I come. I think i'm getting old cant wait till i'm 25 but that's another story.

crankypants.. but not really

PREGNATE WOMEN GET SO CRANKY!!!! my sister is haveing a baby and deffiantly has mood changes everyone in my family thought i was cranky alot.. thery have all changed there minds on that one at 4 and a half months pregnate my sister is more cranky than a donkey that just got called a jackass (oxymoron) so answer this for me why does everyone seem to ask me what they can do to keep from makeing her crankypants? well how the heck would you like me to know im cranky cause people push my buttons shes craknky beucas ethere is a fetus poking her bladder there is a difference.... so i guess im the crankypants...but not really.

Books?

Hey bloggers, so books. My favourite book is the freedom wirters. Some of you may have read the book and some may have seen it in motion picture. The book is so insperational and everytime i use a computer i think of the wonders you can do with them. The freedom writers is all about change. Changeing them, changeing their school, changeing racisim, changeing society and hopeing to CHANGE THE WORLD.

We live in such a divrce socierty and sometimes i wonder if we really are opening up. yesturday i wasnt feeling good so my mom came and picked me up since i was on spare anyway. i heard some people having a conversation and no i was not eadropping but it caught my attention. he said "why cant we all just love eachother, why is it that i would love to just go up and hug people who seem to be having a bad day but if i did that i woulsd be concidered a creep, we are all the same i truly beilive society hasnt changed" this got me to thinking ...

WHY ARENT WE ALL CLOSER ? i mean we are all human and yes our personalititis are all differtent but really why cant we all just see each other we are gunna need people to lean on anyway. but o well see the freedom writers get you thinking. i wonder what it would take to get a groupe like that here at school .... hmm well now you see why the freedom writers is my favourite book!!! i encourage all to read. PLFH -the walkster

AMAZING

Its amazing how big of a positive iompact someone can have on you. Do you ever really listen to what people are saying to you like the message they are asending in what they say to you . Next time you are haveing a conversation with someone try to really hear what they are saying its incerdible what one person can do for you :)
  PL&F JW

FIRST Blog ever!

Hey ,all so ive never blogged before unless you count twitter as blogging in that case i do that all the time. I dont know what to blog exactly here but lets all hope that my blogging gets better!!