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Teachers

It is time for school and most of us have new teachers. There are three different types of teachers: the fun one, the OK one, and the strict one.

The Fun Teacher

Fun teachers are well… fun. But sometimes they’re not the best for learning things. They do try hard to teach you but if they think about having a good time too often they forget to teach you the material you need for your exams. If you have a fun teacher be glad but be aware, and if they forget to do the teaching, remind them.

 

The OK Teacher

Teachers that are OK mean that they are both fun and strict. They focus on each and do their best to teach you well so that you may do well in your exams. It is always nice to have this sort of teacher

 

The Strict Teacher

Hmm.. no-one really enjoys having this kind of teacher, but the difference they can make with your knowledge at the beginning to the end of the year is huge! Strict teachers are amazing at helping you get better at your subject, whether you like it or not. Sure they can be a bit scary sometimes and gives you lots of homework, but they’re not getting anything out of it, it’s all for your own good.

 

These are the three different types of teachers, which one is YOURS?

Parents

I am so sorry that I haven’t written anything in a really long time I was having fun on my vacation since it’s Summer and I just forgot to post something. So once again: I’m really really really really really really really sorry that I didn’t post anything in in the past month. Continue reading if you’d like to hear a post about yours, and mine, and everyone’s on the planet: parents.

They’re caring and kind. That’s what most of them are. Parents do mean well but sometimes they annoy us very much. When parents want us to do something, they ask us but sometimes don’t care about your answer. Usually you say yes even if you’re doing something else, and it bothers you that you have to do this even if you don’t want to. I always have to do things that I don’t want to, but I’m on a pretty good streak of doing most of the things I want. Parents can be really: bossy, embarrassing, taking over your life, don’t care about your opinion, nice, supportive, wanting the best for you, don’t care of how many thing they have to take out of your life to get the best things in life for you, etc.

My parents keep on banning me from doing stuff or I have to do something with a certain rule. Here’s a list.

  1. Blogger you can’t watch HollywireTV because it makes your brain go stupid.
  2. Blogger you can’t go on Moviestar Planet because there’s a chance that you’ll get kidnapped by a psycho maniac who you’ve been chatting with because the only thing you do on Moviestar Planet is chat.
  3. Blogger you can’t chat on Stardoll because there’s a chance that you’ll get kidnapped by a psycho maniac who you’ve been chatting with.
  4. Blogger you can’t watch Shake It Up unless you practice your guitar because Shake It Up is mainly about some stupid teenagers who love to dance.
  5. Blogger you can’t watch Glee without the supervision of an adult because there are a few inappropriate scenes.
  6. Blogger you can’t watch Jessie because it’s just about a recently graduated girl who got the stupid job of being a babysitter by chance.

There’s a bit more but the whole post would be about the things that I can’t do. What are your parents like? Tell me by posting a comment below. Like this post and Subscribe to my website because you might want to know when a new post on something you might like is up.

I’ll just say this one more time:

I’m really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry for the delay. Is that enough ‘really’s to just say I’m sorry. Tell me by commenting below.

 

 

 

Procrastination

Procrastination. It means to say that you’ll do something later, and when it gets to later, you’ll say that you’ll do it later. Many people suffer from procrastination, including me. Follow these tips and maybe we won’t be procrastinators anymore. At least, not as big of a procrastinator we are now.

  1. Don’t put it till later. You may be doing something super fun at the moment, but what you have to do is more important than what you want to do.
  2. Get used to it. If you just started something new, you should get used to it. It’ll be a bit hard but you’ll manage. Create a time schedule of when to do things, and get used to the timetable.
  3. Make it fun. say if you have to practice the instrument you play, but you keep on saying that you’ll do it later. Maybe invite some other friends over who play an instrument and take turns on practicing what you have to do. This way they’ll have a chance to hear you play and they’ll comment on how good you are. This way you can get even better.

I hope these will help, because it’s really bad to procrastinate. Maybe these tips will help me too.

 

The Princess of Rock (Part 3)

I have decided to post up the next part of the story since there has been a lot of requests to do that. After this has been posted, PLEASE IMAGINE THE REST!!!

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When they disappeared into the crowd of other important people, I tried leaving as well. Sadly, Prince Austin ran after me.
“Where are you going? We haven’t even said a word to each  other and you’re already leaving?” he asked.
“We have now said more than a word to each other, and I’m going to my room so I can get away from this stupid dance party.” I replied.
“Look, I don’t like this anymore than you do, but-” he started.
“Oh, a likely story. You seem absolutely delighted to be here,” I interrupted.
“-but if we just have one dance together, maybe our parents be on our backs forever.”
I thought about it and it seemed like a pleasant idea, no having my mom fussing over me all the time for a change. So I said OK, hoping that the next dance would be a fast one, disappointed by the fact that is was really slow. Austin held out his hand and I took it, seeing as I sort-of had no other choice. We walked over to the center of the dance floor, he put his hand around my waist, I put mine on his shoulder, and then the music started. I tried remembering the steps to the song, but thank god that Austin was leading, because he seemed to know the dance pretty well.
‘Right foot back, left foot left, spin’ I thought ‘Out, back in, step right, twirl…”
The song seemed to go on forever, but finally, at 20:00h it was over. I was so relieved that the dance was over, but I couldn’t manage to get away because we were called over for dinner. Everyone took their places at the dinning tables (I went to the one at the top of the room that is placed horizontally to the other tables and sat beside my dad), and began talking and eating. I stuffed my face with a turkey leg very un-princess like (I didn’t care that Mum was giving me a really disgusted look thinking how I was ever related to her. In fact, I was glad). That’s the only thing I like about the parties we host. The food. Royal chefs in the kitchen are either: Italian, French, Spanish, and Indian. The food is so good, I don’t understand why we don’t get to eat like this all the time. After all, my family is royalty. When there aren’t any parties the chefs cook other fancy stuff which isn’t as good as the kind they serve at the parties.
We all ate and talked, some with their mouths full(including me). At 20:30h Mom rose to make an announcement.
“I have an announcement to make. First, I’d like to thank you for coming to to this, marvelous party-”
‘It’s not like they had a choice,’ I thought.
” -Second, you all know that my daughter, Princess Jasmine, has come to a certain age, and that she is now eligible for marriage.”
‘What? Where’s this going?’I thought. I was really listening now.
“Now that she is eligible for marriage,” Mum continued “King Lubert has agreed to engage her to his son. Prince Austin.”
“What?” I shouted. Everybody was staring at me, including Prince Austin.
“If you did not hear me correctly Jasmine, I said that you are getting married to Prince Austin.” my mother replied.
“No I’m not,” I said “I don’t have to, and you can’t make me.” I stood up, and left the dinning room, I left the bottom floor of the castle and went in my bedroom. How could she do this to me? Since when was she in charge of my love-life? I was so angry I didn’t even expect my would’ve come barging into my room and start shouting. Which I should’ve, since that’s what most people would do.
“How could you say no to marrying Prince Austin? He’s such a gentleman, and he also seems to fancy you. To make matters worse, you embarrassed me in front of 1,000 people!”
“I don’t want to marry Austin because I’ve only known him for five minutes, and he seems like a big goody two-shoes.” I replied.                                                                         “You don’t know that. Anyways, there’s no point in arguing, you’re getting married and that’s final.” Mom shouted.
After she said that she left the room and slammed the door shut. I couldn’t believe everything that just happened. I was getting married! But no I wasn’t, because I made my final decision:

I was going to run away.
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That’s it guys, after this I would really appreciate it if you imagine the rest. This was the closing of Chapter One, and maybe you’ll read Chapter Two when it’s in hard cover after being bought at the book shop. I don’t know, anything could happen.

Good Morning

Usually people hate mornings. It means that they  can’t sleep any longer, and that’s a problem if you were having a good dream. Read on to find out how to start a morning, with a ‘Good Morning’.

  1. Set the alarm. If you have an alarm clock, that’s great. If you don’t, well get one. You should at least try to make an attempt to get up without someone shaking you. If you’re like me and you can’t wake up after you started sleeping, then get someone to scream in your ear or throw a bucket at cold water at you. It may not be the best way to start the day, but at least you’ll be a bit jumpy.
  2. Good breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day, so you should eat something that will keep you awake and that is likeable by your taste buds. Cereal is very common, and is good for you as well. Not the chocolate ones though, they contain a few extra calories. If cereal isn’t your style, then have something that you like. It will give you a happy start.
  3. Clothes. You can’t wear your favorite outfit everyday, that would be a bit weird. You should start of the the day in something you like. If you go to a uniform school, then wear something else that you like.
  4. Time. You may be having a good time with those past tips I just gave you, but beware that you probably do have a time limit. See how long it takes you to get to your destination, and get there 10 minutes early. You’ll have time to talk to the people you like, or maybe just get an early start on things. You don’t want to spoil your good morning by getting somewhere late.

These are my best tips, and I hope that they make your mornings good mornings. Tell someone else these tips if they have problems with mornings as well. I just want to help.