I forget a lot of things, form what I ate this morning to which character I’m using in a game. I don’t know why I’m very forgetful. It might be part of my personality. I don’t want to be that forgetful. It makes me feel like I’m dumb or something. I feel like I need to know what I did in order to be, like “better”. I can’t really describe it. I can also remember something I don’t want to and I can’t forget about it. It’s so weird and uncomfortable. I hate it when that happens, more than when I forget things.
There is ABSOULUTLEY NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT. I have no idea what to write about. I’ve already written about anything that comes to my mind so there is no point in writing the same thing. I’ve written about food, holidays (there are no holidays currently that are interesting), video games, stories, my vaccine… Oh I got my second covid vaccine the other day. Kind of similar to my first dose. I’ve also written about, walks, sports, my interests, my dislikes, my family, nature, cars, words meanings, my life, what is happening at the moment of updates, when I’m sick (which I haven’t been for a while and for that I’m grateful), furniture, more food, art, building, snacks, stuffys, shopping, birthdays (There aren’t any birthdays at the moment) and a lot more. As you can see I’m running out of ideas (or not if you are one of my sisters who think I should use the topic ideas doc, though I already wrote about everything that’s on there… sisters: please add some stuff on that doc). Anyway, I’m still trying to think of a topic, either for today or for next week if I keep on rambling about this topic of not being able to find a topic. I mean I hope I can ramble about this topic for a thousand words. It’s not very likely though. I don’t think I’m able to think of a topic without that doc at the moment (sigh).
I walked over to the door with my shovel ready. I opened the door to see… a man with a gun pointed right at me.
” Wait what is going on her-”
“Shut up pathetic little girl,” the man said. ” let me in the house or I’ll fire.” I let him in the house since I didn’t want to die yet. All the man did was look at the news and go.
“Say, what’s your name?” I asked him. He didn’t respond. Then he stood up and said “Thanks.” Then he left. An hour later I heard another knock on my door.
“Damn. We are in a great place right now, eh Brock?” “Yeah. We are in a great spot all in the snow buried in our house. Having blankets cover us, sometimes multiple. Yeah you’re right Grock”
I sighed as I turned off my television showing the weather forecast. I hope the snow is gonna be removed soon I need to buy groceries. My parents are in their own house a couple blocks away and they have bought groceries yesterday so they are gonna be fine. I guess I could live off of microwavable food for now.
Wait what’s that?
Ordinary. What is ordinary? I mean am I ordinary? Are you, the reader ordinary? Sadly I can’t answer that, but I can…? I don’t know what I’m really doing here. I don’t really know anywhere to use it. I don’t think I could use the word ordinary to describe anyone or anything. I think I could use it as… um… er actually never use it. I don’t really think that this word has any use. I mean it’s not like I used it anywhere or actually researched about it. I find the word really… maybe… kind of confusing at times. It’s incredible.
Mackie was in shock hearing this news, How do I have older brothers? He then had to pack for his travels. Finally the day arrived. The day to go wild. No, Seriously. Mackie was leaving his home. Why aren’t they acting sad? Do they hate me? Mackie thought sadly. “Well, Goodbye then.” Mackie said sadly. Mackie watched as his parents shut the door and went in and he heard them saying “He’s so stupid” and he was heartbroken. Mackie watched his parents take his stuff and sell them to other kids in the neighbourhood. Mackie will never the same man again.
Once when I was being picked up from school something unexpected happened. It was a cold rainy day and kids were rushing to go home because of the heavy rain. I was ready to walk home, but my parents were picking me up by car. They probably didn’t want me to be in this pouring weather. In the car I was sitting in the back reflecting my day at school. When we passed where we were supposed to turn to go home. I gasped in alarm. “Where were we going?” I wondered. There could be so many places we could go, Costco, H-mart, Burnaby North (to pick up my sister Gloria), Lougheed mall, Metrotown, anywhere! I was still thinking when we passed a familiar street when it hit me: The Library.
After that I got a lot of books at the library and stayed cozy in the library building. I don’t remember what books I got but I do know, that I got chapter books. Then I went home to finished my lunch and chill.
In this story I felt a lot of different feelings. I felt relieved when I didn’t have to go home by foot, I felt surprised not going home straight away and I felt happy arriving at the library. This was a very fun experience for me and I actually enjoyed being surprised for a person who doesn’t like surprises.
Mom is watching the “EURO CUP 2020” these days. It’s just about Europe countries playing soccer against each other. It has the “2020” part in it because they didn’t have one last year, Gloria told me the other day. I’m not that into soccer, although I do watch the soccer games. I sometimes root for a team.
School is almost over and I’m grateful for that, for a couple of reasons. 1. Time to stay up later and get up later. 2. No more stress-ish with work. 3. I don’t have to deal with annoying people at school. Those are few of the many and I don’t think I can list all the reasons from the top of my head.
I’m making a “Kiazo” level in “Super Mario Maker 2”. It’s just wall jumping from wall to wall, so what makes it hard is that there are spikes and other hazards in the way to make you die. I’m currently still making the level right now and it’s just very hard. I don’t think I can beat in one go.
Anyway, this is the main topic. Grace came home on the sixteenth! Now she sleeps in the basement instead of with Gloria in their room. Why? That’s because that room is Gloria’s private room.
We all have them. Sometimes here, sometimes there, sometimes in your underwear! But seriously we do. There are the basic ones like happy, sad, mad, angry and calm. There are other feelings too. But those are also emotions. You can feel the emotion. That’s how they are related. I don’t like to talk about my own feelings because I don’t like too and I think it’s awkward. 🙂
P.S this is a short post because it’s for fun. 🙂
In the SEEKERS series there is a lot happening. First the basics, There is 1 black bear, 2 brown bears, 1 polar bear in the first series. In the second one brown bear dies so there is 1 brown bear, 1 black bear and 2 polar bears. They travel around Canada. They start around the Rocky Mountains I think and they work there way up. The polar bear starts at Hudson’s Bay. The second polar bear comes from the territories. They originally tried to go to the endless ice, which I guess is in the territories. The second series has them find their home again. At the end of the last book in the second series it has the last chapter show the bears and their cubs at the gathering for all of the bears (it’s so cute and mushy!!!). They do all kinds of things, like trap a whole pack of wolves, kill a pack of coyotes. They crossed, what’s called Big river in the book that has really strong waves. They crossed a so called “Smoke Mountain” which I think is a volcano.