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Hello, and welcome to my site. Here is where I chronicle the chapters of my so-called new life in Annaville; although, it might not be of much deference to you. Yes, the name of the town is silly and dumb. Especially since part of my name is included in it, which I am sure is a subject of much ridicule.
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Business
Written on: Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Time: 2:07 AM
It turns out that Jeb Chang, a guy from my English Literature class, has also volunteered to be in the Hibernation Committee. His face always had that surprised look on it, and he acts dazed and fuzzy all the time. Add on his dirty, over-long blonde hair, and blue eyes, he distinctly reminds me of Luna Lovegood of Harry Potter fame.
However, he proved to be an asset. We had only gotten the basics: catering and decorations; I was in charge of attendance. Jeb suggested a few activities, and up till then we had no idea that his uncle was a DJ, and he could get his Uncle to come over.
Of course, the theme of the whole ball is "Snow", but at least it sounds better than "Winter Wonderland", Jessie Milfred's suggestion. I was helping out with the decorations, and I had went strolling around the shopping district and saw some real-looking stalacites; I was thinking, maybe we could fill up vases with ice. It sounds extreme, but I really want to be in Antarctica.
So far, this is how far we've come. We've never gotten any further, though.
Also, Mid-Terms are creeping up on us soon, and I'm kind of nervous. However, ever since I moved here from Seattle, the Math is tremendously easy. Simple sums that I've done before.
I've too handed the URL of this blog to a few online friends, and I hope they spread it; the scandalous life of a suburb revealed.
Dan Grey has been seen, by me personally, flirting with the new Spanish transfer student, Julia Gomez. She is very curvy with dark hair, full lips and exotic eyes; also, the two have been seen together. However, why isn't Brenda Simmons caring about it? She seems almost as dazed as Jeb these days.
Hibernation Ball awaits,
Anna
The Hibernation Ball
Written on: Saturday, November 15, 2008
Time: 8:01 AM
My mother just made me sign up for the Hibernation Ball committee, saying that I need to improve my social skills. Why? It's not like I am antisocial, I just repel everyone due to my big mouth and tendency to reveal and expose their deepest, darkest secrets. That's not as bad as when you compare me to someone who belches for entertainment, right?
Anyway, she threatened (or rather, as I prefer to put it, blackmailed) me that if I didn't sign up, she would remove all badminton and reading privileges for two months, which from my point of view is wholly unreasonable, but she's the big Alpha in this household. So, whatever she says goes.
The Hibernation Ball, in my point of view, is completely ridiculous, and I'm not only referring to the name. It's supposed to be right smack in the middle of winter, and the committee is utterly dull. The people in there don't have any imagination at all, and the atmosphere is so tense. It is completely silent, and in my mind I hear a cricket chirping somewhere in the corner of the room, by the bin.
Sometimes, I feel like smacking the Head of the Committee - who is, coincidentally, Jessie Milfred. However, I tolerated everything; I controlled myself, but maybe I was just lucky. Most of the time, I would probably have screamed my head off.
Also, since it was so dull, I actually for a moment there had no qualms about suggesting: "Hey, why not let's put a live, sleeping bear in a cage in the middle of the dance floor! Since, you know, it's a Hibernation ball? In the meantime, let's put some sleeping skunks as well to make everything smell nicer!"
I think I actually managed to lug through the whole thing, but I bet the scars are still in my mind. So far, Annaville is boring, but I hope it'll be able to live up to my gossip title.
There are no juicy information available, apart from Emma's, yet, but I assure you that Miss Anna will do some snooping.
Teletubby eater,
Anna
Snobs and Snobettes
Written on: Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Time: 11:41 PM
I've got some juicy secrets lined up, though no one is reading this.
I've been hanging around Emma Birch, and shameless as I may seem, I've begun to dig out a few of her secrets. Though, I won't stoop to the level that I'd actually expose them! I'll probably use them as later threats, or blackmailing devices. Secrets come in handy sometimes, you know?
Also, I've approached Chace about joining the school journalism club, and he accepted; anyway, the Journalism Club is lacking members and they are actually desperate for anyone - even Locker Lolly, who bangs his head on lockers for entertainment.
The Hibernation Ball, as Annaville calls it, is coming up in two weeks, just before winter. Of course, I have plans and excuses on why I should not go, but I'm pretty sure my Mother has some witty retorts of her own. That said, I'd have to find a date to go with or my social life is doomed, especially if anyone catches me posting this on the Internet.
Brenda Simmons has also been paired with George Humphrey in English class for an assignment together, and I expected her to sulk and be glum all day long. However, when Miss Crane (yes, that actually is her name) said out the news, I thought I saw a glimmer of happiness in Brenda's eyes, but when I looked back, she was staring out the window. At what? I don't know for sure... Birds? Owls? Moths?
Do I smell a little scandal brewing here, especially since Dan Grey has his arm tighter around Brenda's slim frame?
However, Dan Grey himself has also been spotted flirting with other girls uptown, and that is a big no-no, especially with the ball coming up so soon. Who knows? Brenda might ditch Dan for Locker Lolly or George, and Dan might never be able to show his face again.
Till next time,
Anna
Hello, Annaville!
Written on: Monday, November 10, 2008
Time: 7:24 AM
Usually, I'm a morning person, which is very different from most other people; whilst they are still reluctantly lifting their eyelids, I've already shot out of bed and brushing my teeth. The morning sun always makes me refreshed.
However, I've since moved to Annaville. Annaville is a small town where absolutely nobody comes by; there are no tourists or backpackers or whatnot, just a nice little small town life with a community. In actual fact, it's a suburb of New York, but nobody ever heads off to the suburbs.
In fact, I actually think that I'd be able to tolerate this place: you have your usual old little ladies drinking tea with hunchbacked postures; arrogant, boastful jocks who walk around with a blond in their arms; preppy little cheerleaders baring their navel and swinging their strawberry-scented hair in your face on purpose; and the others, who are just normal people.
The reason I've moved to Annaville is quite simple - my father was offered a job as a local police officer here, and though it may seem dumb to accept the offer to move from Seattle to a suburb, he did anyway for some odd reason that I might never comprehend.
But there's one thing that I think is absolutely unforgivable: my name is Anna Smith. How embarassing is it to have your name in the town you're living in? It's the same as being called "Illie" when you're in Illinois and "Chica" when you're in Chicago!
For that, I actually sulked for a few days in my room in the summer, during which we had actually moved here to "adjust to our newer surroundings".
Today was actually the first day of school at Annaville High School, and I attended as a Junior. The school was what I expected, pretty average/typical/normal, but there were a few people who stood out in my mind:
- Brenda Simmons: The cheerleader of our high school; she was typical cheerleader, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes; but despite her bright appearance, she's actually pretty quiet and keeps to herself. She has a wide circle of friends which all surround her, and those include admirers, suitors and followers alike.
- Dan Grey: The captain of the soccer team at Annaville, and also dating Brenda Simmons; he also seems to be the Captain Bully, since he poked fun at my name and I also caught him strolling out of the boys' bathroom looking satisfied after I heard a "plunk" which sounded oddly like a head clashing with a toilet bowl.
- George Humphrey: The symbol of the Annaville Geek Society, George is frowned upon by most of the school. He wears inhumanly thick glasses and his face is sprinkled with freckles. He also towers high above the rest of the cohort, even taller than Dan Grey, which is a remarkable feat. He mostly hangs around his cronies from the Computer Club, but sometimes disappears.
- Emma Birch: A quiet, shy girl; she seemed nice when I talked to her this morning. She seems to be ignored and not looked at by the rest of the Junior class, since she neither gets the pranks nor the praises. However, I don't really think she minds, as she looks content by herself.
- Jessie Milfred: The head of the Book Club at Annaville. She's actually quite pretty behind her glasses, but she refuses to take them off. Not that I encourage her to, though. She reads a wide variety of books and is also the Vice-President of the Journalism Society, which controls the weekly Annaville Times.
- Chace Bennett: A tall boy, though not quite as tall as George; he is the President of the Journalism Society and also the Editor of the Annaville Times, so if I want to be in the paper, which I do, I should approach him. He is also seen to be good friends with Jessie Milfred, and I can tell that she fancies him, but why aren't they together yet?
Now, why are you so interested in these people, you ask?
I enjoy scandal and gossip; just like a Private Investigator. Though these people might look the same, they're just the same underneath those innumerable layers of clothing.
Yours always,
Anna
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Business
Written on: Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Time: 2:07 AM
It turns out that Jeb Chang, a guy from my English Literature class, has also volunteered to be in the Hibernation Committee. His face always had that surprised look on it, and he acts dazed and fuzzy all the time. Add on his dirty, over-long blonde hair, and blue eyes, he distinctly reminds me of Luna Lovegood of Harry Potter fame.
However, he proved to be an asset. We had only gotten the basics: catering and decorations; I was in charge of attendance. Jeb suggested a few activities, and up till then we had no idea that his uncle was a DJ, and he could get his Uncle to come over.
Of course, the theme of the whole ball is "Snow", but at least it sounds better than "Winter Wonderland", Jessie Milfred's suggestion. I was helping out with the decorations, and I had went strolling around the shopping district and saw some real-looking stalacites; I was thinking, maybe we could fill up vases with ice. It sounds extreme, but I really want to be in Antarctica.
So far, this is how far we've come. We've never gotten any further, though.
Also, Mid-Terms are creeping up on us soon, and I'm kind of nervous. However, ever since I moved here from Seattle, the Math is tremendously easy. Simple sums that I've done before.
I've too handed the URL of this blog to a few online friends, and I hope they spread it; the scandalous life of a suburb revealed.
Dan Grey has been seen, by me personally, flirting with the new Spanish transfer student, Julia Gomez. She is very curvy with dark hair, full lips and exotic eyes; also, the two have been seen together. However, why isn't Brenda Simmons caring about it? She seems almost as dazed as Jeb these days.
Hibernation Ball awaits,
Anna
The Hibernation Ball
Written on: Saturday, November 15, 2008
Time: 8:01 AM
My mother just made me sign up for the Hibernation Ball committee, saying that I need to improve my social skills. Why? It's not like I am antisocial, I just repel everyone due to my big mouth and tendency to reveal and expose their deepest, darkest secrets. That's not as bad as when you compare me to someone who belches for entertainment, right?
Anyway, she threatened (or rather, as I prefer to put it, blackmailed) me that if I didn't sign up, she would remove all badminton and reading privileges for two months, which from my point of view is wholly unreasonable, but she's the big Alpha in this household. So, whatever she says goes.
The Hibernation Ball, in my point of view, is completely ridiculous, and I'm not only referring to the name. It's supposed to be right smack in the middle of winter, and the committee is utterly dull. The people in there don't have any imagination at all, and the atmosphere is so tense. It is completely silent, and in my mind I hear a cricket chirping somewhere in the corner of the room, by the bin.
Sometimes, I feel like smacking the Head of the Committee - who is, coincidentally, Jessie Milfred. However, I tolerated everything; I controlled myself, but maybe I was just lucky. Most of the time, I would probably have screamed my head off.
Also, since it was so dull, I actually for a moment there had no qualms about suggesting: "Hey, why not let's put a live, sleeping bear in a cage in the middle of the dance floor! Since, you know, it's a Hibernation ball? In the meantime, let's put some sleeping skunks as well to make everything smell nicer!"
I think I actually managed to lug through the whole thing, but I bet the scars are still in my mind. So far, Annaville is boring, but I hope it'll be able to live up to my gossip title.
There are no juicy information available, apart from Emma's, yet, but I assure you that Miss Anna will do some snooping.
Teletubby eater,
Anna
Snobs and Snobettes
Written on: Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Time: 11:41 PM
I've got some juicy secrets lined up, though no one is reading this.
I've been hanging around Emma Birch, and shameless as I may seem, I've begun to dig out a few of her secrets. Though, I won't stoop to the level that I'd actually expose them! I'll probably use them as later threats, or blackmailing devices. Secrets come in handy sometimes, you know?
Also, I've approached Chace about joining the school journalism club, and he accepted; anyway, the Journalism Club is lacking members and they are actually desperate for anyone - even Locker Lolly, who bangs his head on lockers for entertainment.
The Hibernation Ball, as Annaville calls it, is coming up in two weeks, just before winter. Of course, I have plans and excuses on why I should not go, but I'm pretty sure my Mother has some witty retorts of her own. That said, I'd have to find a date to go with or my social life is doomed, especially if anyone catches me posting this on the Internet.
Brenda Simmons has also been paired with George Humphrey in English class for an assignment together, and I expected her to sulk and be glum all day long. However, when Miss Crane (yes, that actually is her name) said out the news, I thought I saw a glimmer of happiness in Brenda's eyes, but when I looked back, she was staring out the window. At what? I don't know for sure... Birds? Owls? Moths?
Do I smell a little scandal brewing here, especially since Dan Grey has his arm tighter around Brenda's slim frame?
However, Dan Grey himself has also been spotted flirting with other girls uptown, and that is a big no-no, especially with the ball coming up so soon. Who knows? Brenda might ditch Dan for Locker Lolly or George, and Dan might never be able to show his face again.
Till next time,
Anna
Hello, Annaville!
Written on: Monday, November 10, 2008
Time: 7:24 AM
Usually, I'm a morning person, which is very different from most other people; whilst they are still reluctantly lifting their eyelids, I've already shot out of bed and brushing my teeth. The morning sun always makes me refreshed.
However, I've since moved to Annaville. Annaville is a small town where absolutely nobody comes by; there are no tourists or backpackers or whatnot, just a nice little small town life with a community. In actual fact, it's a suburb of New York, but nobody ever heads off to the suburbs.
In fact, I actually think that I'd be able to tolerate this place: you have your usual old little ladies drinking tea with hunchbacked postures; arrogant, boastful jocks who walk around with a blond in their arms; preppy little cheerleaders baring their navel and swinging their strawberry-scented hair in your face on purpose; and the others, who are just normal people.
The reason I've moved to Annaville is quite simple - my father was offered a job as a local police officer here, and though it may seem dumb to accept the offer to move from Seattle to a suburb, he did anyway for some odd reason that I might never comprehend.
But there's one thing that I think is absolutely unforgivable: my name is Anna Smith. How embarassing is it to have your name in the town you're living in? It's the same as being called "Illie" when you're in Illinois and "Chica" when you're in Chicago!
For that, I actually sulked for a few days in my room in the summer, during which we had actually moved here to "adjust to our newer surroundings".
Today was actually the first day of school at Annaville High School, and I attended as a Junior. The school was what I expected, pretty average/typical/normal, but there were a few people who stood out in my mind:
- Brenda Simmons: The cheerleader of our high school; she was typical cheerleader, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes; but despite her bright appearance, she's actually pretty quiet and keeps to herself. She has a wide circle of friends which all surround her, and those include admirers, suitors and followers alike.
- Dan Grey: The captain of the soccer team at Annaville, and also dating Brenda Simmons; he also seems to be the Captain Bully, since he poked fun at my name and I also caught him strolling out of the boys' bathroom looking satisfied after I heard a "plunk" which sounded oddly like a head clashing with a toilet bowl.
- George Humphrey: The symbol of the Annaville Geek Society, George is frowned upon by most of the school. He wears inhumanly thick glasses and his face is sprinkled with freckles. He also towers high above the rest of the cohort, even taller than Dan Grey, which is a remarkable feat. He mostly hangs around his cronies from the Computer Club, but sometimes disappears.
- Emma Birch: A quiet, shy girl; she seemed nice when I talked to her this morning. She seems to be ignored and not looked at by the rest of the Junior class, since she neither gets the pranks nor the praises. However, I don't really think she minds, as she looks content by herself.
- Jessie Milfred: The head of the Book Club at Annaville. She's actually quite pretty behind her glasses, but she refuses to take them off. Not that I encourage her to, though. She reads a wide variety of books and is also the Vice-President of the Journalism Society, which controls the weekly Annaville Times.
- Chace Bennett: A tall boy, though not quite as tall as George; he is the President of the Journalism Society and also the Editor of the Annaville Times, so if I want to be in the paper, which I do, I should approach him. He is also seen to be good friends with Jessie Milfred, and I can tell that she fancies him, but why aren't they together yet?
Now, why are you so interested in these people, you ask?
I enjoy scandal and gossip; just like a Private Investigator. Though these people might look the same, they're just the same underneath those innumerable layers of clothing.
Yours always,
Anna
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About me
My name is Anna Smith, and I have recently moved from Texas to Annaville. At sixteen, anything can happen in a dramatic high school with over-exaggerated characters; coupled with a girl with a big mouth and fingers itching to type out words (namely, me) you've got yourself a blog.
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