I would write on this blog daily, but it's just too boring everyday. My parents are complaining about how we don't have a lot of money. Therefore, I have a feeling that this one-week off is going to just basically be me playing The Sims 3 all day. I was hoping to have memories made this week or something, but it seems like the money we'll be spending is 30 bucks on Chinese food.
I was hoping to do so many things- go to The Intrepid, or The Science Museum, a Planetarium, The Museum of Natural History. But it looks like the only thing I'll be looking forward to is The Walking Dead on Sunday. Which is fine with me, don't get me wrong, but I would like to have some more memories made. Sometimes my life is quite boring, that I'm even excited to go food shopping, because we barely get out of the hosue, besides going to school.
I struggle in school, way to much. I don't enjoy school at all. I really wish I could, but my Social Studies grade is going downhill fast.
That essay that I had to write was super difficult. I asked my friend for what she put down, and she said, "Oh, that was SUPER easy." Then, she put down several things that I didn't put down-none of them which made any sense to me.
My science grade definitely dropped too because my science teacher made a test that made no sense-all of the students were agreeing that it made no sense whatsoever.
I don't know...I'm extremely nervous to go back to school, even though it's only Wednesday!
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
PROBLEMS-2/14/15
Sorry I didn't write you yesterday, I was at my grandma's house, and she's always wondering what I'm doing.
But anyways, I'm noticing that my parents are fighting a lot. Like now. I can hear them screaming. It's awful. Their fighting had really started to act up after my dad didn't get my mom anything for Christmas. My mom got my dad a jacket and a book filled with all the pictures of all the road trips we took with Ricky (our truck.) My mom is kind of acting depressed, and she's always flipping out on my dad. I agree that my dad should have bought her something for Christmas, because she's your wife: But this has all been going on for two months now. It's making both me and my brother scared and angry. But today is where it kind of crossed the line. My dad took my mom out yesterday to a fancy restaurant for Valentine's day and my mom is screaming at him because the food wasn't that good. I feel really bad for my dad right now. Most of the time I take my mom's side, because I feel like my dad gets drunk every night and doesn't really care about us all. But today my mom is being careless and isn't showing respect to my dad. I don't know, at least he tried, and it wasn't his fault that the food was bad.
I started another blog, and it's of my old diary's. I've been writing in diary's since 2011. I know, I may seem kind of lame for doing that, but it's the only 'person' that really cares about anything I say. I can talk about The Walking Dead all night long in their, and it won't interrupt. I don't know, I guess it just seems like my diaries are the only think that cares about anything that I say. I have some big secrets in those. This online diary is to really just keep me occupied and to see if I ever really make it into the acting career, and how all of my decisions effected my outcomes.
My brother is an artist. I'm an artist too, considering the terrible drawings in my diary from 2011. I recently started drawing about a year ago, and now I'm drawing realistic facial features and all that. My brother takes art classes, unlike me. I taught myself from YouTube and other websites.
But anyways, I'm noticing that my parents are fighting a lot. Like now. I can hear them screaming. It's awful. Their fighting had really started to act up after my dad didn't get my mom anything for Christmas. My mom got my dad a jacket and a book filled with all the pictures of all the road trips we took with Ricky (our truck.) My mom is kind of acting depressed, and she's always flipping out on my dad. I agree that my dad should have bought her something for Christmas, because she's your wife: But this has all been going on for two months now. It's making both me and my brother scared and angry. But today is where it kind of crossed the line. My dad took my mom out yesterday to a fancy restaurant for Valentine's day and my mom is screaming at him because the food wasn't that good. I feel really bad for my dad right now. Most of the time I take my mom's side, because I feel like my dad gets drunk every night and doesn't really care about us all. But today my mom is being careless and isn't showing respect to my dad. I don't know, at least he tried, and it wasn't his fault that the food was bad.
I started another blog, and it's of my old diary's. I've been writing in diary's since 2011. I know, I may seem kind of lame for doing that, but it's the only 'person' that really cares about anything I say. I can talk about The Walking Dead all night long in their, and it won't interrupt. I don't know, I guess it just seems like my diaries are the only think that cares about anything that I say. I have some big secrets in those. This online diary is to really just keep me occupied and to see if I ever really make it into the acting career, and how all of my decisions effected my outcomes.
My brother is an artist. I'm an artist too, considering the terrible drawings in my diary from 2011. I recently started drawing about a year ago, and now I'm drawing realistic facial features and all that. My brother takes art classes, unlike me. I taught myself from YouTube and other websites.
Tyler Oakley
Thursday, February 12, 2015
THE ACTING INDUSTRY -2/12/15
Hey, my name is Hope. I'm a tween, and sure, some people may think I'm an annoying little kid, but I need somewhere to keep track of my life and just trace back to what I accomplished. I'm like that, okay?
So this is my first entry, and I'm super nervous for a Social Studies essay that I have to write tomorrow. I studied and read over the chapter twice, but I'm not too good with tests, especially tests from my Social Studies teacher. The format is really difficult for me to understand, and I've already nearly failed two Social Studies tests.It's 9:20, and I still haven't taken a shower to get ready for school tomorrow. At least I have a week off after tomorrow, because it's mid winter recess!
But anyways, let me tell you some things about me. I take acting classes every Monday and Friday, and a singing class on Monday too. When I get older, I want to complete the goal of becoming an actress. I think that would be my last entry in this, if I ever get a job as an actress. It doesn't matter if it's a TV show, movie, or on broadway: I just love performing in front of people and hearing people laugh at funny lines that say. My life will be complete if I ever become an actress.
But I'm no where near that goal yet. The closest I've been to becoming an actress is taking acting classes. I have been taking acting classes for four years, at three different schools. Two of them ran out of business, so I now go to another school. This school is by far the best school I have went to. I was already in The Sound of Music play in this school. We do two plays a year. Now we are working on Grease. The only thing that I don't enjoy about going to my acting schools: And don't get me wrong, acting school is my life, but I'm working with other kids, most of them who are a few years younger than me. I long to work with adults or professional actors, which I have never really done before. These kids just seem like they don't want to work, and they keep talking while I'm trying my best to pay attention. I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm just trying to say the honest truth. It's what I long for.
My biggest dream ever, and if I accomplish this, I would probably be happy for ever, is to be on The Walking Dead. I don't care if I'm a zombie (walker) that gets killed two seconds in; I just would love to work on that wonderful show, which looks quite interesting working on the set, considering I watch behind the scenes of it all.
Oh man, I would die if I was in The Walking Dead! I keep begging my parents to please let me audition for SOMETHING; They said they will work on it, but that was about 6 months ago. They have gotten no where. Again, I'm not trying to be rude, but I would love to actually get somewhere in life! And I know I am such a young age at only 12, but you know...You Only Live Once, right? That's about it for today, I have to study a bit more for that essay.
So this is my first entry, and I'm super nervous for a Social Studies essay that I have to write tomorrow. I studied and read over the chapter twice, but I'm not too good with tests, especially tests from my Social Studies teacher. The format is really difficult for me to understand, and I've already nearly failed two Social Studies tests.It's 9:20, and I still haven't taken a shower to get ready for school tomorrow. At least I have a week off after tomorrow, because it's mid winter recess!
But anyways, let me tell you some things about me. I take acting classes every Monday and Friday, and a singing class on Monday too. When I get older, I want to complete the goal of becoming an actress. I think that would be my last entry in this, if I ever get a job as an actress. It doesn't matter if it's a TV show, movie, or on broadway: I just love performing in front of people and hearing people laugh at funny lines that say. My life will be complete if I ever become an actress.
But I'm no where near that goal yet. The closest I've been to becoming an actress is taking acting classes. I have been taking acting classes for four years, at three different schools. Two of them ran out of business, so I now go to another school. This school is by far the best school I have went to. I was already in The Sound of Music play in this school. We do two plays a year. Now we are working on Grease. The only thing that I don't enjoy about going to my acting schools: And don't get me wrong, acting school is my life, but I'm working with other kids, most of them who are a few years younger than me. I long to work with adults or professional actors, which I have never really done before. These kids just seem like they don't want to work, and they keep talking while I'm trying my best to pay attention. I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm just trying to say the honest truth. It's what I long for.
My biggest dream ever, and if I accomplish this, I would probably be happy for ever, is to be on The Walking Dead. I don't care if I'm a zombie (walker) that gets killed two seconds in; I just would love to work on that wonderful show, which looks quite interesting working on the set, considering I watch behind the scenes of it all.
Oh man, I would die if I was in The Walking Dead! I keep begging my parents to please let me audition for SOMETHING; They said they will work on it, but that was about 6 months ago. They have gotten no where. Again, I'm not trying to be rude, but I would love to actually get somewhere in life! And I know I am such a young age at only 12, but you know...You Only Live Once, right? That's about it for today, I have to study a bit more for that essay.
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