Dan + Dano

I have a confession to make; there is this girl and a boy... Who really annoy me. When I am near them, I get the feeling that I want to hold them by the neck and choke them (obviously I wouldn’t.) I know many of you (classmates) know who I am talking about. Well, lets just make as if the girl is named... Dan, and the boy is named Dano.

My big problem with Dan is that she imitates everyone! And that she is always like... their! She appears out of nowhere! And just STARES! I have more things to say... but I am afraid that this person knows.

Now, Dano. OH GOD! I DISKLIKE HIM! He laughs all the firkin time! I mean. I do also, but... GOD Dano is pasado. Also, when we are in a classroom he just stands up and leaves, don’t you know this is a classroom and you have to ask for permission? Well YOU DO! I don’t know why he bothers me so much, its just soy irritating!

You two should be a couple, you perfect for each other!

D+D= annoy each other instead of other people;)

(Mrs. Meadows, please don’t ask me who they are during class, thanks)

Strawberry Margarita

it was the first time i had gone to a quinceaños with my older brother, Ricky. he is a sports guy so he is healthy, works out and doesn't drink.

Laura had asked me if i could go with her to the bar and get some water, so i did. once i got there i saw my brother so i decided to play a little joke on him. i texted him that i was getting a strawberry margarita, which i obviously wasn't. he replied to "go to hell". i mean, i was joking!

later when i was leaving the bar he comes up to me and argued that i was not getting any alcohol.

he told my dad...(he just told me to not play like that.)

Mapache

At ten I went back to dancing classes, I was the new girl all over again.

I see all the clicks, girls jumping up-down-up-down, and screaming for the big news.

I wished I were one of them.

I had no friends.

The year passed by,

It had ended.

I hated that I had to wait until March to go back,

I might have been a solitary rock sitting in the middle of nowhere

But I loved dancing

When I became eleven I went back.

Mariana, the queen bee walks through the class halls,

She looks at me,

She sits next to me

She is talking to me…

Would she be using any bad language towards me?

No.

She was asking me how

My vacations were.

My eyes open wide,

My eyebrows rose,

I couldn’t believe it,

The girl who used to call me mapache before

(Because for her mistreating others were her passion)

Was talking to me.

Now days, she calls me, MaFe

Dear AnaCarolina,

Maria Fernanda Cuellar

1997 Costa del Este

Panama City, Panama 121212

september 8, 2010

Dear Ana Carolina Olarte,

Greetings Ina Cirolina Olarte, i want to tell you that i hate you for not sitting next to me in the bus. it is imperative that you sitt next to me tomorrow at the bus. we must talk this over and serious modifications to our sitting spots in the bus, because i miss you...

i also dont like that we dont have any classes together, only english ! and we dont talk during english!

this situation has been prevalent for over two years already.

i understand we dont have almost any classes together, but it is unaceptable that we do NOT sitt together in the bus beacuse you know who sits next to me.

sincerly

Maria Fernanda Cuellar

my 1 confession list;)

1. I threw a rock at my brother head when I was young

2. When I am bored and having nothing to do I bite my nails (I know… EW)

3. I wake up every morning fighting for what color socks I am going to where for the day

4. I LOVE touching my collar bone, even though people say its disgusting

5. Smiling when I feel embarrassed, it just makes me feel better

6. I have a weird foot that can move like a snake

7. LOVE to annoy Ana Carolina and Patricia

8. Hate my knees, but like my legs

9. I go to my mom’s bathroom and play with her makeup (NOT ALWAYS!)

10. Hate when boys have long, LONG hair

11. Love Isabella’s and Alejandros eyes

12. I still like the song of hakuna matata

13. I sit on my brothers four-wheel and pretend to ride it like a pro

14. At night I go to my brother’s room and start painting his face (sometimes! I swear!)

15. I hate hypocrite people (I am being one)

16. When I sing a sing, I start dancing like a chicken

17. I grew about 3in during summer, and I feel like the tallest person in the world

18. My favorite words are: Oh mama, ayala, ombe, que concha, and chambuki

19. I don’t like drinking water (I know…its unhealthy)

20. I LOVE seeing people get hurt (its just soooooo funny)

21. I like saying peoples names in a weird accent like: natalaya(Natalia) or Andria(Andrea)

22. I don’t like Justin Bieber

23. I like: Channing Tatum, Zac Efron, Liam Hemsworth, and Shia Lebouff

24. LOVE laughing and smiling, they are the best

memoir monday #2

I remember the day when my cousin called me to my cell phone and asked me if I wanted to go do a photo shoot with the children in FANLIC, a place were they keep the kids with cancer that need treatments, care, love, and don’t have the sufficient money from the interior. When I first walked into FANLIC I thought those kids would be all depressed, but I was wrong. When I got to meet them, they were like the happiest kids you could meet. Even though they were sick, they were happier than me and you (however is reading this) could be.

SOL.

for the first time in this school year i stayed after school to finish a test.

after, when i was done mrs post told me i could eave the class, and so i did.

i walked directly to my buss, number four. i was the first person to enter, besides the buss driver and the monitor, well and the little kids. i guess you can say i the wasnt first one...

then julio walked in an sat next to me. and so did Eduardo with Julio. we talked about anything we wanted, laughed about the most stupidest things.

we got to costa azul, eduardos house. it was only me and julio in the back seat. we were playing heads or tale, he was heads and i was tale, howevers side won the round they got to keep the coins, and the dollar. OFFCOURSE i lost, everything (it was all his money.)

then, we got to my house, he had my cellphone and i had his dollar. i was trying to get my cellphone back from him, but it was mission impossible. he gave it back after i gave his dollar back. when i walked to open the front door it was locked! and i had to go to tempo!

the bus was already leaving and i had to run after it. i felt like forest gump.

they saw me running and the bus driver stopped, you coud see on her face that she was pist. she had a horrible grimace. i ran up the stairs of the buss and told the bus driver that my house was locked and i couldnt enter, and i had to go to tempo right a few blocks from my house. i was really tired after alll the running i had made.

"call your mom and ill talk to her" she said.

"i have stop payment, i cant call!"

"then get out."

"BUT! just leave me in the corner! pleasee!"

"no. get out, or else i will get in troubles"

"ayala! okok, thankss(sarcasm)"

I got out of the bus and walked alone to tempo.

i was starving, and felt hot.