Mr. Bass's Creative Writing Class

What is my dream whip man I want a 67impala with the gangster doors . I also want it with the moon blue ncar with the black drop top . With the moon blue leather interia wiht the black written words in the intiria. You know I gotta have 24's on it without a problem . I must have the 4 15's in the back hitten hard as hell. Also have a flip out with the dvd player bumpin whips . So if you see that sparkle paint job it's definitly me . So holla at me an about 6 years and it's hood .

Ok, I'm pressed for time, so I gotta work fast. I'm going to outline the first part of my Shaman King/ Danny Phantom fanfic. And I gotta publish it finished or not, so if I stop mid sentence, it's because I had to go, not because I suddenly died at the computer. Caution: Missing words and typos. Proceed with caution.

- Sam's cousin, Rusti returns after being missing for like four years. With her, she has brought a young boy of unknown origin. *Dramatic music*

- Through a series of random ghost attacks, Danny finds out that someone placed a bounty on Rusti and that the boy that was with her is a shaman by the named of Hao, whom is feared by both the dead and the living and is suppose to be dead.

- Due to a challenge from Rusti, Hao enrolls in the local highschool and is pretending to a be a normal teenage boy to prove once and for all the humans are evil and should be exterminated.

- The group finds out who it is trying to kill Rusti. It is an old classmate of hers from private school, who blames Rusti for her insanity and ability to see ghosts.

- The group manages to defeat the crazy girl, but due to circumstances that I haven't decided on yet, the whole thing was broadcasted live to all of Amity Park.

And yeah.

My Life : Just a small piece

My life is very complicated. I wouldnt say I have family problems but they are the reason for a lot of problems going on in my life. I am the type of person who doesnt like to ask anyone for anything. What ever I need I usually buy it. I work, go to school, and I do hair. I'm am usually so booked up with those three things through out the week that I dont have time for anything else. And i always have money because I am such a hard worker and for some reason that makes others mad. If I have money and one of my friends or family members need it i have no problem giving it to them. I try so hard to please others that I barely make time to handle things I need to do. I am a very kind, sweet person but no one ever really gets to know me for who i am and what I'm about. People have the own opinions of me that are not very positive, but i am also a very hard worker because I have learned that if i dont do something for myself that it wont ever get done. I think that in my life that I have allowed people to hold me down, and I've come to a point where I'm not going to allow it anymore.

BY the end of the day I am suppose to have three post so this one or the next one maybe really short. So I hope that this day is finding you doing very well. My day is going ok I have a burst of energy but no way to let it out.

I don't know why your parents want let you grow up. They feel like they just have to make all of your decisions. I'm starting to get tire of them trying to make me do what they want me to do. I just wish sometimes that they would just leave me alone so that I can show them that I can make great decisions all on my own. Plus they need to let me make mistakes in order to learn from them. I know that they love me and all, but they got to let me leave the nest someday. By them making all my decisions is not preparing me for the real world. Another thing about parents is that they think know everything, like they can't ever be wrong. Its like they are machines and they act like tey have no errors, but they don't know how hard it is to be a teen these days. I try to tell them, but they just don't listen to me so they say the same things over and over. I'm just getting tired of it all I am saying is let me grow up.

One thing that I really, really , I mean really want in life is to be a model. I have always wanted to be a model since like forever. I love fashion. I love clothes and I love to shop. I want to be a high status fashion mugol. I want people to pay me to wear their clothes. I dont really want to be a run way model, but more of a endorser. I want to get started and get an agent once I move to Atlanta. But modeling is my dream so watch out Tyra.

My creative writing class is very cool.I like this class because it gives me an opportunity to be creative. Most of the time I can express the way I feel in stories. This class also increases my ability of being a better writer. This class is also fun. I say that because my teacher is very nice and fun, also. We can work on the computers for most of our class assignments. So overall, this class is really exciting, and I hope that I can take it next semester.

Due to a recent string of WB or Writer's block, I will be unable to post my regular lenghty posts on any number of my stories. So instead, I will post something relatively boring: a synopsis of my larger than life fanfictions. Really, I need to write them down, because it's getting to be too hard to keep it all up in my head.

So, the first one: Avatar: The Last Airbender (a two part story)

1 of 2: Best Friends
The story of Aang, before he was frozen under water. Well, it's really about his two friends, Bumi and Kozon(Kuzon? I couldn't find a spelling of his name). Anyway, it goes on about how their friendship was while Aang was still there and what happened after Aang disappeared and the war was just beginning. Not as long as the second part, so its more of a prologue to the second part.

2 of 2: Proganda
The true reason for the war is revealed when Aang and co. meet up with the descendant of the sole survivor of the Fire Nation Massacre. Realizing the corruption in the government of both the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom, Aang and co. must find a way to end the war without either side gaining power.

Um... The end. I apologize for the lameness of this post. But I can't really think of anything else to write and I'm presses for time. Darn deadlines.

I love beening with my boyfriend on the weekend. When friday come around, I go right over my boyfriend house. My boyfriend mother and I get along well, this little sister looks up to me alot. He also has a little brother who is (3) years old, he looks up to me also. I try to spend as much time with him because I realy like him. I even go to his feetballs games on the weekend to give him as much support as I can. I even spend a night over his house ever weekend. That's to show how much I love him. My boyfriend and I get along with each other very well. I enjoy being with him on the weekends.

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My mom gets on my nerves she erks the crap out of me i just want to tell her to shut up sometimes. she is the most unsatisfued hussy on earth. any way life was treating me just great until my teacher assigned a 10 page short story due in 10 days that is like crazy he is out of his mind well thats all 4 now good by bloggers

I was just talking about the responsibilities of a senior with some of my fellow. MAN!!! I really don't believe that the seniors for the class of 2006 have realized that everything in life getting ready to change. We will no longer be under mommy's or daddy's wing, you will have to fly on your own. Your destination is in your own hands nobody can control your flight. You want to assure a safe landing thus you don't want to hit any turbulance along the way. you don't want anything or anyone to get in you way and stop you from reaching your goal. It is time that we buckled down and got down to bisness not letting anything stop us.

Well! Oh my goodness my teacher is so like trippin. He want me to write a 10 page short story typed that will be due next WeDnEsDaY. Isn't that wacky. He is really getting on my last artery. I can't even type the answers to my test in a day and I have to come up with 10 pages typed in 12pt font by the middle of next week. I bet he cant even write a 10 page typed 12pt story. Hum de dumb!!!!!! Til Tomorrow...
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Creavtive Writing have been a fun class to be in. My class is filled with all kind of great people in it. I love this class, I also have an 85% in the class and I think I am doing find. Working with the people in my class have been find to work with. My teacher has been great too, he would really work with you if you need it. Hazelwood had help me out also in a big way. Every teacher that I had been helping me in a big way too. I love being in this school, because of the teachers.

This topic is heart-wrenching to people everywhere even if they didnt live there. This tragic event created conflict and sorrow to the ones that lost their family as well as friends. It was hard to believe that something like this happened to a particular place. At first when the news reporters were talking about the storm approaching, to be honest I didnt find it that threatning at all. The only storm that I think is just the most terrifying thing on the planet is the tornado. A hurricane is much stronger and causes alot of damage but it doesnt scare me for some reason. Maybe because I've never been in a hurricane and really dont want to at all. A couple of days after the storm news was announced, they followed by informing us that New Orleans had been struck. It wasn't until I seen pictures of the result and it was devastating. I've never before seen a hurricane do this much damage. To me I dont want to believe that this was done by a hurricane. The water that had flooded the entire city of Lousiana was at least 12 feet deep. If the people couldnt swim and they were riding boats to get out of the city, this water must've been deep. The water was the major destruction that effected alot of things. The water damaged houses, it killed people, it caused things to rot and mildew. People's homes were filled to the ceiling and everything else was submerged. President Bush wrote 1 million dollars towards the victims of the hurricane and sent rescue troops out to recover survivors. Survivors were found in terrible condition and were grieving because of the lost of many of their values. Still up to this day, there are still missing people mostly children and havent been found yet. I think the president is real dumb for writing a check for this disaster because the city cannot be repaired. I'm not trying to be cold hearted but there is no hope for New Orleans. Celebs, actors, singers, and etc helped out by donating certain things to the survivors. When the storm came there were also some conflicts that followed. Celebs such as Kanye West for example made a point to some. He brought up the point that President Bush is using discimination against the victims of the hurricane.

I really don't know what's going on, but there are all of a sudden so many hurricanes occurring all over the world. Ever since "Hurricane Katrina" came around, I've been seeing many other hurricanes and bad storms everywhere. One of the new hurricanes is "Hurricane Olivia", which was also bad. I don't think this hurricane was as bad as "Hurricane Katrina", but I do know it was bad. Anyway, I want to know why hurricanes keep all of a sudden occurring. I wonder if it has anything to do with how the weather keep changing.

Anyway, I'm so glad that we can't get hurricanes down here because I would'nt know what to do if one ever came. For one thing, I can't swim. So that's a reason why everyone should learn how to swim becuase you never know when a terrible incident may occur.

Overall, you should always be prepared for the worst.

Yesterday was the big day to see where I finally stood academically. Happy to say that I was doing quite well but I could have did better. Only four of my classes put my grades down and the rest just left it blank. I'm not mad at that at all because some of the teachers I've talked to were working with me to catchup. There were two one-hundred percents in two classes that I had been working hard in any way. One of the other classes put a 83% and the other put a 80%. Both of them were B averages but I thought I could do alot better. This is so far the best report I 've gotten in a long time and it felt good. I was still staring at this report i had in my hand wondering how did I manage to pull this off . It wasn't easy but I think I deserve it because I was working so hard day by day. I put up so many hobbies just to get this downpacked and it took tons of concentration. I compared my report to my sisters' and hers was no match. The only thing that was considered as a flaw was the fact that I didnt have a G.P.A. I think my grade point average would have been good because of the 100% that showed up two times on the report. My mom was surprised just a little because I classify this as just the beginning. The next REAL report will be what really counts and will really determine where I stand.

I think that the hardset thing in a child's or student's life in school is getting to know new people. I know I hate it, still know I hate to get around people that I do not know. I get nervous and I be very quiet. For example when I go to play basketball at the park, I don't never really play the best that I can. The reason that I don't play the best that I can is because, I think they think that I can not play that good. Every once in a while I'll play for real if they make me mad.

This can still be a very hard in a students life. You have to leave all of your old friends behind just to meet some kids that may want to fight you. The whole surroundings change and you can't do nothing about it. You just have to go alone with, what your parents say,and it isn't nothing in the world that you can say to make them change there decision. Your parents just make your life that much harder. Thenyou want to say something, but you can't because if you do then, they'll think that you are talking back. Know you have to dill with people that yo don't want to get to know and you have to dill with what your parentsrules or they try to put you out.

What kind assignment is that? Our 5th hour creative writing teacher gave us an assignment about dialogue. The assignment is very difficult to understand. We have to write out a 3-5 minute conversation. What's difficult about that is nobody usually writes out what someone else is talking about,was this assignment given, I think our teacher should definitely re-think this.