Sorry this is random but I was just going through profiles and saw that you got a rose from a secret admirer last year, so cute. Did you ever find out who it was actually from? I like your picture too.

topchef88 on 2/1/2012 10:21:01 PM

chapter 3 is up

sassykitty60 on 1/24/2011 9:16:28 PM

hey girlys! This is more on My Destination. I wont i wont have chapter 3 done for a while because i have benchmarks this week. But hope u like this part!

Chapter 2: Lanny
There stood a nearly toothless old man with tan wrinkled skin and hair that I suspect hadn’t been washed in months. He was standing right in front of me, smiling broadly. For some odd reason he was living in a junk yard and was the happiest person on Earth because of it. He was wearing an old grey t-shirt with what looked like oil stains across it. Also, he had ripped jeans with the exact same stains. He had no shoes, but obviously he didn’t care. He was just staring at me, like he was waiting for something. Then I realized, then man had just asked me a question and I was just looking blankly at him.
“Uhhhh, I was just, um, looking around…”
He looked at me confused, as if he could tell that was a complete lie. But the expression faded as soon as it came and a smile was wiped back across his face.
“Well now, as long as yew here yew might as well tell me yew name!”
Without thought I blurted out, “My name’s Mishcia.”
What was I thinking!? I just told a complete stranger my name. If he found out anymore I’d be in so much trouble. But then again, he didn’t look the type who would try anything. It seemed as if the only thing he was interested in was my name, but I wasn’t ready to trust him just yet.
“That sure is a purdy name now ain’t it, Miss Chia?”
“Um actually Sir it’s Mischia not Miss Chia, Mr…….Mr…”
“Call me Lanny! I don’t even think I have a last name now that I done thought about it.”
How long had he been here? He didn’t even remember his last name! I wanted to ask but I knew better. If I asked him, he might tell me a huge story, and frankly I wanted to leave. I didn’t know where, but at that moment anywhere sounded better than here.
“If you’ll excuse me, Lanny, I must be on my way.”
“Now missy we know that’s a flat out lie. Besides yew just got hare! Why don’t yew have a look around?”
***
Apparently, Lanny was a very persuasive guy. I found myself giving in and following him to his little kitchen area. We sat and ate his special soup that was made up of chicken, stake sauce, and water. Surprisingly it was really good. Who would have thought a person like him could be such a good cook? But there was one question that I had been dying to ask,
“So Lanny,” I said between bites of food, “If you don’t mind my asking, what are those stains on your shirt?”
He looked down as if just noticing they were there and said, “Oh those! They are from my new expeerement I’s been workin’ on!”
“And what would that be?”, I asked. By now I wasn’t really worried about Lanny. He seemed a very nice person and couldn’t be up to anything to wrong. He got up and gestured for me to follow him without a word.
I followed him out of his little house and out into open junkyard space. I could smell the smell of oil getting stronger. We must’ve walked an half an hour before we finally arrived. But I couldn’t see what was so special about it. All there was a great big wooden shed. It wasn’t even properly built. It looked like it would cave in with a thing as slight as wind hitting it. Yet, it defied logic because obviously, nothing was going to tear it down.
Lanny was now smiling broadly at me again, expecting me to be in love with his creation.
“Um it’s nice..”
His smile just got bigger. There was no limit as to how wide it could get, “Yew haven’t even seen the good part!” He disappeared into the shed.
By now I was completely puzzled. He had made no motion for me to follow him so I didn’t know what to do! Was I supposed to wait while he brought me something, or go on in? Was I just supposed to leave? He didn’t sound like he wanted me gone. Only my parents want that. Tears began to form in my eyes as I thought about the truth that was my parents. There was no time to cry though, Lanny came out with even more oil on his hands and clothes.
“What are yew blubbering about? Get in here! I wanna show yew somethin’!”, and with that he disappeared back into the shed.
I gathered myself up and managed to slip inside. It was a truly magnificent sight. Inside, was a stunning 1930’s airplane made up of different parts I was guessing he found in the junkyard. It was mostly yellow with lopsided tires. There was no steering wheel yet, but I could tell that he was working on one. And above everything there was a single light bulb lighting it all. I stood there, gaping at its beauty.
I was too stunned to speak, so it was Lanny who broke the silence, “It needs some work, but she’ll be a real beauty once she’s done! Don’t quite know what I’m gonna do with it though.”
“I-it’s amazing! How do you- Why did you- just…..Wow!”
“I’ve been workin’ on it fo a couple years. It takes forever cause of only one person.”
A light bulb went off in my head. For a while I was thinking I couldn’t stay at the junkyard during the day because someone was already here. But now it was obvious Lanny liked my company. And he needed someone to help him with the plane, maybe he would let me stay here and work with him! I would finally have a place to escape to my life, and actually enjoy myself! I wasted no time asking,
“Hey do you think I could come back the next couple days and work with you on this? You know, like, if you want….”
His face brightened up immediately and I knew the answer to my question right away. Not only did I have a place to go during the day, but I also the first time in many, many long years, I actually had a friend.
***
That night I went home with a smile on my face. Despite my parents fighting and the thought of waking up to them tomorrow, I was genuinely happy. And if my predictions were correct, I would stay that way for a very long time

sassykitty60 on 1/20/2011 9:12:24 PM

hey girl!!!! i love talking with fellow football fans!!!!! even if were rivals.... lol yeah i love the push ups thing... my dad came up with it! comment back!

mypuggl3 on 1/19/2011 7:59:24 PM

My Destination
Chapter 1: The Parents
I awoke on a Saturday morning to screaming coming from my parent’s bedroom. I kept my eyed closed, not wanting to be awake. I slowly, brought my pillow over my head in hope to block out the sound. Of coarse, this did not work. I could still make out the muffled sound of my parents yelling at each other,
“HOW DARE YOU!?”
*Muffled noise*
“YOU’RE RUINING THIS FAMILY!”
*Muffled noise*
“DON’T BRING MISCHIA INTO THIS!”
Mischia – my name. It was only seven o’ clock in the morning and they had already brought me into their fight. I wanted to just hide under my pillow until the day was over, but what good would that do? All that would happen, is I would hear them fight all day and maybe even have to join it.
Grudgingly, I got out of bed and made my way to my mirror. It revealed a short, skinny figure with green eyes and long, red hair. Anyone could tell I was stressed. It really didn’t matter though, I had no friends. If someone were to see me, they wouldn’t care whether I looked stressed or not. I’m just a perfect stranger to almost anyone outside my family. I’m very socially awkward. In fact, I’m known as “The Weird Girl” at my school.
I looked back at my reflection one last time before moving to my dresser to find some comfortable clothes. My dresser was fool of skinny jeans and old t-shirts. I had no trouble picking out clothes in the morning because they all matched whatever I put them with. I reached in, grabbed a random pair, and began dressing myself for the usual uneventful day that lay ahead of me.
My head cautiously peeked out my door followed by my whole body. Mom and Dad’s fighting had gone down some but was still loud enough for me to hear. I decided to head to the kitchen quietly. Not wanting to give them any excuse to bring me back into their fight. The door leading to my street was just five feet away. It was one of those make it or break it moments, but at the same time I didn’t want to give my parents any clue I was there. However, knowing my luck this did not happen. Because it wasn’t two seconds before I heard,
“MISCHIA!!!! COME HERE!!” It was my mom. As loud as she said it I bet the whole neighborhood heard her.
I sprinted towards the door before she could come in the kitchen. Not caring about how much noise I was making, I slammed the door behind me, still sprinting. Pretty soon I had already passed the sign indicating my street, Cherry Blossom Rd., and was speeding towards anywhere but my house. I needed to get away. If only for a short time I wouldn’t care. Just away from my family and their problems. I slowed down to a fast paced walk.
Some way or another I found myself walking directly towards an old junkyard. I didn’t know if it was fear, adrenaline, or even fate, but something was guiding me to it. And who was I to deny it? I had nowhere else to go. If I had to go somewhere it might as well be somewhere I could relax. Even if there was a dreadful smell emerging from it…… I slowly looked around to make sure no one else was there. And, thinking it was deserted, brought myself inside.
It was definitely a junkyard. You could not mistake it for anything else. There was old furniture and scraps of metal everywhere. Not to mention that awful smell! It was like standing in a dumpster. Well, I guess in a weird way I was in a giant dumpster. Pretty gross once you think about it. All the same, I was finally relieved. I had somewhere to go when I needed out. Nothing and no one was going to take that away from me.
Smiling, I sat down on an old, torn couch and began to imagine how I could fix this place up and turn it into my own secret hideaway. But my ears had something else to say. They could hear the faint Cling! Cling! Cling! In the distance. Someone else was there. Out of habit I immediately hid behind that couch. The clinging didn’t stop and it surely wasn’t getting closer. No longer afraid and rather curious for the first time in years, I got up and slowly stepped nearer and nearer to the noise.
The noise got louder and louder as I passed many old toys, random pieces of wood, and rotten food. I could just make out a sight of tons of hanging old pots and pans. I was just plain confused now. Yet, I wanted to know more. I bent over. For some reason I thought that if what I was about to see was dangerous, crouching would help me hide.
Past one more old, shade-less lamp and I beast my eyes upon a most amazing sight. An old couch, along with two old chairs were sitting next to each other, forming a field goal shape. They had a piece of metal hanging over them nailed to four pillars of wood to stay up. This somehow formed a roof. The pots and pans were in another section. Similar, but in this part there was a fire going and a large black pot hanging over it held up by another wooden pillar. Kind of like one you’d see in hangman. A small table and a stool were placed near the pot and the fire. Almost like a kitchen.
I turned to my right and saw a quite horrifying sight. An old outhouse was inches away from my face and I hadn’t even noticed the smell until now. I screamed, forgetting that I was still hiding, and basically scurried away. You would’ve thought I’d seen a ghost! Yet nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see. I had stopped listening, but the clinging had come to an abrupt stop. And slowly, but surely, a pair of feet were making their way towards none other than me.
“Howdy miss! What brangs yew to my humble a boad?”
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sorry it's all squished together. please reply back and tell me what you think! if you like it, ill send you chapter 2

sassykitty60 on 1/18/2011 5:14:29 PM

hey im a virgo too if not too personal whens your b-day? you seem really fun wanna be friends?

miss awesome 4eva on 12/30/2010 4:01:59 AM

Heey....omg the homecoming dance is tonight. So excited. Gonna dance the night away with my besties. hahaha. Its gonna be soo much fun.

fieldhockey1996 on 10/23/2010 6:42:51 PM

hey girly I have decided to stop being the president of Club Healthy you. Now don't worry I am not shutting the club down. I am looking for a new president of the club. If you are interested please post on the Club Healthy you profile that you would like to be president. I will post an application back on your profile and then you will post the application with your answers back on Healthy you profile and soon I will pick a new president. Don't worry-I will give everyone plenty of time Hope you are interested!!!

I am confident the club will go greatly under proper leadership!

lover_of_life on 9/26/2010 4:49:24 PM

Hi........................

fieldhockey1996 on 9/11/2010 8:38:53 PM

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! I'm Emily's sister and I hacked into her account. This is sooo cool.

fieldhockey1996 on 8/19/2010 12:06:07 PM

ahhh scary! :/ I am actually home-schooled and I am probably going to a private high school next year.. I am sooo freaked out.. I have never been to actual school

Photochickie on 7/22/2010 5:04:04 PM

Lol THANKS! Watz up

kat98 on 7/15/2010 12:49:32 PM

I am going to be 13 in September Last year of middle school........

Photochickie on 7/13/2010 2:01:35 PM

wanna join club jacob black

virgo321 on 7/10/2010 3:14:28 AM

Hey! Thanks for commenting on my profile! Yours is awesome! It is crazy how our b-day is two days apart!!!!!!! How old are ya going to be this year?
<3 Megan

Photochickie on 7/8/2010 12:45:56 PM

Ugh, now I want to see it.Dx

i_luv_devin on 7/7/2010 1:38:41 AM

ROFL, I bet it was.xD
I haven't seen grease...is it good.

i_luv_devin on 7/5/2010 8:09:17 PM

Trade places with me? It is soon to be 4th of July and I am sick, I haven't slept well in a month, bugs are everywhere, I lost my cell phone, and my closest friends left for vacation which I won't do untill much later. Sounds like fun, right?

i_luv_devin on 7/3/2010 10:41:31 PM

nice profile!

~Lauren

soccergirl524 on 7/1/2010 7:08:48 PM

oh thanks 4 commenting my profile n btw i like ur profile its A-M-A-Z-I-N-G

-gmirna1 on 6/29/2010 9:20:40 PM

Lol poor spins we r being so mean to them!! btw ur a personal trainer 2!!!! high five!! thts cool tht we both play fh and we got the position for personal trainer!! btw I was reading your profile and I was just wondering if u like to watch field hockey or ice hockey cuz u said hockey

I like to watch ice hockey GO CAPS!!!

fieldhockeylvr18 on 6/17/2010 4:46:22 PM

Hey girly Good job on being a personal trainer and keep up the work

Healthy you on 6/16/2010 10:31:34 PM

Hey girl You got the job for being a personal trainer! Congrats!!!

You have been assigned dolphindreamercd and she's really cool so I hope you guys will get along

The way the personal training program works is that you will work with dolphindreamercd for three months. At the beginning of these three months you will set a goal with her for her for the end of the three onths but make sure it's realistic LOL Then during the three months you give her support and confidence through eating and exercise plans So if you could just head over to her profile, introduce yourself, and help her set a goal to go then you're set! Just ask me if you have any questions Thanks so much!!

Go club Healthy you!!

healthy you on 6/15/2010 9:41:02 PM

I play every position!!!lol i used to only play d but then my coach put me in mid cuz some1 was out and then she put me as fwd cuz some1 was out so she 4got wat i was 1st!!! she mainly puts me as mid now cuz im so hyper i cant stay on just 1 side of the field XD lol

fieldhockeylvr18 on 6/14/2010 2:45:11 PM

I have a twin bro and a couple friends who are lefties. It's kinda weird that there are only 5 ppl at your school that write with their left hand!

swimgrl911 on 6/13/2010 5:41:06 PM