Once Upon a Hershey and two Oreos

Alright, gather around kids. It’s story time.

Once Upon a Time, in a land far, far away….

Who am I kidding. This isn’t a fairytale. There’s no magic, princes or princesses, or happy ever afters. However, this does have an evil little witch in the form of my kindergarten teacher. Pardon my dramatic language.

So you see, little me was quite mischievous. She could be nice, sure. But she’d always be stirring up trouble somewhere, making life quite difficult for the teacher in the classroom. This particular story happens on a sunny October day. October 31st, to be exact. For you uncultured dummies out there, that’s Halloween. If you don’t know what that is, just leave.

Moving forwards, every kid had to bring in some snacks on that day. Snacks we’d all share together in class. When we were eating, this teacher allowed each of us to only take one of each thing. So when recess came along, a lot of food was leftover. Me, being a hungry little kid, convinced my friend to come with me back into the classroom to see if we could sneak a little something without being noticed. But my friend was a scaredy cat, rightfully so, and tried to coax me out of “stealing” food. Little me thought then, there were like 20 kids in a class, so no way the teacher would know that food was missing, right? To this day, I still remember what I took: a Hershey’s chocolate bar and two Oreos.

But oh, boy. For some reason, my insane homeroom teacher kept count of the food, so she noticed food was missing. She interrogated all the kids in the class and my “friend” snitched on me. I couldn’t really deny anything at that point so I could only glare daggers at “friend”.

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Long story short, this teacher called my parents in and they met with the principal. And basically that’s how I got kicked out of kindergarten.

And if you’re that teacher reading this right now, I am still salty about what happened. Why on Earth were you so harsh to a six year old? And who the heck keeps count of food?? (I forgive you if you’re OCD)

Moral of this story: make good decisions and better friends so you don’t end up like kindergarten me. Also, stealing is bad! But I guess public school teachers beats all of the above.



The Anon


I’m back!

Wow, it’s really been a while since I’ve been on here. I’ve been busy with school stuff and I just completely forgot about this blog. Anyways, I might get back to blogging again, who knows.

So recently I had to write this english paper about myself transforming into an animal; I chose a cat. Why? Well I have quite a few funny stories to tell about it, but you might not be interested. Do I care? Nope, not really.

This one time I was studying in the library with my friends and I decided to randomly start making cat meows. Then the librarian walks past and I swear she was looking for a cat because she was looking around on the floor. As soon as she walked past, my friends and I laughed and I told them: “She’s not looking for me, she’s looking for the cat!” As soon as I say that, she’s right there next to me and gives me the glare and tells me to be quiet.

It was so embarrassing and stupid for me to say that but even now it’s just a funny story to tell.

I guess this is my way of saying I’m back.

Anyways leave some stuff in the comments and I will get back to you. I hope you guys are still active and I’m so sorry for leaving you guys!


The Anon

Paper World

(Another extract from my journal.)

July 12th, 2014 (Canadian time zone)

The world is too big. So many faces I’ve seen, but I won’t even remember half of them.

We care so much about how people view us as, we forget to enjoy ourselves in the process. I try, I really do. But it’s been this way for so long, it’s hard to walk away and start again. But once you leave, it’s the best feeling in the world.

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder – am I a paper girl? Are we living in a paper world? We judge everyone’s appearances so much. Some deny it, but it’s something that just can’t be helped. Once we see someone do something we deem as unworthy, we give them an unworthy label, even if we have no idea about the person’s story. It’s programmed into us. And as the older we get, we forget that they’re human too, with thoughts and feelings. We focus on ourselves, because we are foreign, we feel foreign in other people’s shoes; and it’s all just too much for us. We are not fearless, we will never be; but some of us can be courageous.

That’s pretty much it. As you can see, I’m not exactly a happy person in my journal. But then, who are we to judge anyways? We all have our reasons in which we think it’s the right thing, or some of us are just too lost in the moment to realize. We’re to blame anyways, some may disagree, but as long as you’re involved, some part of you is to blame for what has happened. Because without you there, the event may not have occurred as it has. We will never know, and let’s hope we never find out. We cannot hide the truth forever. So do one thing today, tell someone, anyone, one truth that you have been worrying about. Whether it’s big or small, it might just lift up the weight off your shoulders.


The Anon

Hey, it’s _ !

Hi, just thought I’d introduce myself. My name is _ . I’m a teenager, therefore I go to high school. Yeah, so I’m just your average teenage girl (literally) and I like music, tv shows, the things teenage people like. I’m ‘supposedly’ intimidating but to strangers I’m really just a blubbering mess. I’d like to think I’m hopefully more attractive than a seal. 

Let’s just get started then. Why waste time when all we’ve got is time?

Oh hey, now you get to stare at his drool worthy face while you read this. Doesn't that face just make you go 'omfg'? It should. Unless you're a guy then okay, you're forgiven.

look at his oh-so-amazing face

Oh hey, now you get to stare at his drool worthy face while you read this. Doesn’t that face just make you go ‘omfg’? It should. Unless you’re a guy then okay, you’re forgiven.

How many of you have watched How To Train Your Dragon 2 yet? I just watched it today with my friend. I don’t know how it did but the movie made me laugh my ass off. Then I turn around the cinema and we’re surrounded by kids and we’re probably the only teenagers. Then when we were heading out, I manage the spill popcorn all of a lady’s lap. Fan-freaking-tastic. I bolted right out of there, I could’ve gave Ursain Bolt a run for his money. (Punny ha ha. Get it? Okay that was lame.)

My fingers are done working out now, I hope you had a better day trying to ruin little kids’ lives.



The Anon