Friday, September 26, 2008

Rainy Day


Its rainy.....but at least its Friday, and as long as school is done for the week...i like the rain. as long as i'm n a good mood, i like the rain. sometimes it can make a bad mood worse; but sometimes it is calming if i'm in a good mood. besides...its not even raining much (if at all). the sound of rain on a roof is calming when i'm trying to go to sleep usually....so i almost always love the rain.

Monday, September 22, 2008

yay its fall!


i like this part of fall, it looks so nice outside when leaves fall, but that and the okay weather is all i like about fall. the bad part is that most of fall is cold, which i hate; also the su sets earlier, which means less time outside =(. but for now, fall is pretty nice


Friday, September 19, 2008

sleepy....plus comment!

yeah so im rlly tired...and i went to bed normal; and it doesnt help being friday so i rlly wanna go to sleep.....also if you look at my blog u have to comment =P

Cree name story for creative writing

~Sleeps in snow~
There once was a boy that lived several years without seeing snow. The first time he saw snow was when he moved from the south to where it’s very cold. He saw snow and wondered what that beautiful white stuff could be. He tried running in it, but fell and got stuck. He tried eating it, and found curiously that it tasted just like water. The mysterious white hard water intrigued him so much that he spent 3 days playing in, eating, and even sleeping in the snow.
People in their small village passed the home where the small boy played and slept in the snow, and wondered why the snow that they found plain, cold, and even irritating, made the boy happy for days on end. And so people came to see the boy sleep and lay in the snow (as they believed the former to be a exaggeration) and over time the snow melted as the days of spring came. The boy became saddened as the snow melted and went inside to reminisce his days of endless bliss and dreams of the heavenly white water-like stuff that he learned to be snow. He learned a lot more about it, and the next year, when it snowed again, he knew everything the village people could tell him about what it was and where it came from.
So every winter, when it snowed as it had the year they had came, the boy came outside to play and sleep in the snow all day and all night, and rarely went inside as he knew that it would be gone before he knew it. And over the years people that lived and were born In the village knew about the man sleeps-in-snow (and it was quite strange looking considering how much older he was).
By Eric (me)

Monday, September 15, 2008

for some reason im not tired today, even though i went to bed at 12? weird......its also monday. maybe today is gonna be good? its just picture day though.... and i still have a cold....anyways i feel pretty not-tired so i gess today can go by fast and i ca go home and watch the eagles =D

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

this is my first post...welcome to my new blog =D