Tuesday, November 25, 2008

The "Not So Big" Wars in Life

A few years back, in my old house, my family had a few "bat wars" in our house. There was something with our chimney, or something wasn't insulated very well in out attic, so we had a couple situations that were not the greatest memories. Since we were talking about personal wars in class, and a few people brought up stories about birds, that sparked the not so fond memories i had with bats.
There was one time my mom and I were home alone, and we heard a little chirping noise coming from the stairs. We looked everywhere and didn't see anything, until my cat went to eat. She was playing with something behind her food bowl, and when we moved it, there was a little bat sitting there on the stairs. Since my dad wasn't home at the time, my mom and I screamed very loud and tried to calmly call my dad to see what to do with it. We got tennis rackets and buckets and tried to scoop it up to get it outside. It was a very scary situation.
Another time was the story I told in class. In the middle of the night, while my parents were sleeping, they heard little clicking noises on their hardwood floors in their bedroom. They woke up to find a bat walking on the floor on the side of their bed. Freaked out, they got out of bed and stayed in our guest bedroom for the rest of the night. For the next couple days they turned their bedroom upside down looking for this bat. They cleared out their closets, moved all the furniture and even turned their bed upside down to look in the board underneath it. They just could not find it. Another couple days later, I was sitting in my kitchen when my cat, the same one who found the first bat, walked into the room and chased the bat out. It flew so close to me, I jumped and ran up the stairs and shut the door as fast as I could. My parents took about 20 minutes chasing this bat around our kitchen trying to get it into a big enough bucket to get it out of the house, and once they did, i still didn't want to come downstairs.
As you can tell, I haven't had the best memories in my old house. To you it may not seem like that big of a war, but for me, it is one thing that scarred me probably for life. I can't stand bats, and I never want to see one in my house again.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

You don't always have to "fit in".

In my short seventeen years, I've had many times that it didn't fit in. Between switching friends in school, or even switching schools, I can think of many times where I didn't always have someone to turn to. In fourth grade, I had one of those "little girl drama" times. Three of my best friends started rejecting me and making fun of me in the hallways. It was especially hard when I had to go with one of them to their house two times a week becuase her mom taught me piano lessons. Because i wasn't getting along with my friend at the time, it was really hard when i was at her house. I would play with her little sister that was about 4 or 5 years younger than me, which at the time would make her in about first grade, or so. That was one hard time for me in grade school.

One more really tough time for me to fit in was freshman year. I had just moved to McFarland and didn't really know anyone. Starting high school by itself is a rough time, but then adding in not knowing anyone, well, that can make for some not so fun classes. I started to get to know some people and it became easier, but that was a really hard year for me. Trying to figure out who to be friends with, staying out of the intimidating senior's ways, and figuring out who to sit with at lunch made freshman year my year of "not fitting in".

Thursday, November 6, 2008

This I Believe...

I believe that if you really want something, you have to fight for it. Your dreams aren't something that's just going to come to you if you don't work for them. Anything can come true if you try your hardest to pursue it. I believe our generation is the future, so you can't slack off and expect success, or anything, to come to you without hard work, persistence, and dedication. I believe that you have to dream, dream big, and work towards all of it slowly, in order to get that success. You also can't limit yourself to what you can and cannot do, you can do anything you set your mind to, and you can't let anyone tell you otherwise. You can master something you're already good at, or learn something new that will get you one step closer to what you're working for. Whatever it is, big or small, you have to keep those dreams and work at them, and you will achieve what you've wanted. This I believe...