ImHorrible-Week6

If i re-imagine Cinderella from the evil step sisters point of view, Precilla.
In precillas eyes: All I see is that I am acting like a stuck up snob and Cinderella is less than us. I find her to be lower and I am more important because that is how my mother has taught me to see it. If i was just a normal person and not her evil step sister I guess I would still have to see Cinderella as being treated awful, because in all reality, she was. I made her do my laundry, got her in trouble, didnt care that my mother had locked her in her room so she didnt have the chance to be happy, and most of all, ripped apart her dress when she had just as much right to be there as I did. She really was treated awful...

MhhhDoodleDee..DoodleDO-Week5

Do i doodle? Absolutely not… I can’t stand it... Well i mean.. Okay i do doodle a little bit... but not very often. When I do doodle its not very often.. Or its not very good.. At all I’m horrible at drawing. Very horrible at drawing... When I doodle its just little hearts here and there, or a terrible deformed flower... Literally deformed. I’m telling you my doodles are horrible. But when i do get super bored, I write random names in cursive. So ill write my name over and over and then maybe some friends, or people that are in the class at the time. Sounds creepy right? Well yes... It kind of is.. But oh well.. Id rather have names than horrible pictures.

NoTimeLimit-Week4

A world with no time limit or sense of organization. There is no way it would work, I mean how would you determine pay… Just a salary? From whenever you feel like it to whenever you feel like it? So you could just drive to work… Stand there do nothing and leave and walk away with the same amount you would if you actually did something? Setting up appointments would be impossible… You would be scheduled to go into a surgery that you need pronto for a heart transplant, you miss it because you thought they said when the suns just rising, but they meant when the sun sets next after the phone call. So that evening. In other word you would miss your heart transplant and you would die. You would be s.o.l..

QuestionsAnyone?-Week3

Me? An expert? Well I mean I can be considered an expert at being lazy when it comes to doing chores at home. Yes I do like getting them done because it pleases my parents and I can’t stand when it’s a disaster. But then again, there are times that I just don’t want to get up or get out of bed and actually do something. So yes I’m good at avoiding doing something, like after dinner. When I eat usually I’m supposed to help do dishes and help clean up, but instead that’s when I announce that I’m going to take my shower and I slip upstairs and get away with doing anything. How do I get away with it you may ask? Well all I have to do is say that I do more than my brother and usually it works pretty well.

            According to my dad, when it comes to cell phones, I’m an expert. But that’s just because I am around the technology all the time. And with his smart phone I had months to figure it out before he got one so I knew almost everything I needed to know. He is always asking me stuff. Sometimes it’s a stupid thing like “Kylee why can’t I get texts or phone calls or anything?” well when I looked at it I realized he was on airplane mode.