Halloween

One of the most unlucky things that always seems to happen to my friends and me on Halloween night is getting pranked. One year my friend's house was T.P-ed and another time we were chased down the street by some crazy nut in a Michael Myers costume with a fake knife. How mean can you be?

We went trick-or-treating with caution, always expecting the worst, but oddly nothing happened. And that fact terrified us even more. I spent the whole night on edge, scared of the dummies in the ground that really weren't gonna move and jumping at little things like smoke machines and fake screaming. My friends thought I was hysterical. Just as I was about to tell them all that it's Halloween.. you're supposed to suspect the worst, a big Jason was standing behind Mira. I studdered and ran away, my friends laughing at me as I did. Till they turned around... :)

Being Hungry In Class

I never have a chance to eat breakfast before school-what with my psycho bus driver showing up ten minutes early from what's considered showing up early-so I always know I'll be hungry during the day. First hour I'm usually fine, my stomach's usually numb and tired from when I wake up. But once second hour hits, my tum immediately starts rumbling. And of course it's not a little gurgle, it's a huge grrrrrawrrroar, and everyone around me stops writing and stares. I always try covering my traitor stomach with my arms, but it doesn't ever help. As if it would... And, as if by dumb luck, the growl ends up being a minute long. Perfect.

I just sit there, rolling my eyes until it decides to shut up, partially embarrassed. But what's the point? It happens to everyone from time to time. Just like someone letting out a fart or burp in the middle of a completely quiet hour of testing. Our bodies betray us at the worst times, don't they?

In Ten Years

Within the next ten years I hope to be the best I can be. I hope to have gone to college-preferably Ohio State, gotten good grades, and made my life the way I've always dreampt of it. I'm betting to have moved out of my parents' house long before ten years, and I will have a house or apartment of my own. I'm praying this economy will be better and I'll be able to have a job that pays decent. I'm not so sure if I'll have children yet, considering i'll only be twenty-four. But hopefully kids are in my plans someday. I would like to have traveled a lot; to have gone to other countries would be fabulous. I want my life to be lived up to the fullest and greatest. I hope in ten years I can have memories that will last me the rest of my life.

Hackers Are a Major World Problem.

Hacking; a term people don't like to hear or be involved with. Hackers can not only damage important things that belong to other people, but they can take advantage of others without them even knowing it. You could go online to buy something, put your credit card number in-as asked, and then a week later get letters and phonecalls from your bank telling you tons and tons of money has been spent and you'd have no clue what was going on. This is terrible and certainly not helping the money issues going on in the world.

Hackers are extremely smart and trained people. They know exactly what they're doing, and they try their ultimate best to hide themselves and not get caught. Sadly, they usually get away with it. The police are trying their hardest to stop hackers from taking people's things and warning them that they will be in trouble if they're caught. But then they know: Don't get caught. They do everything in their power to cover up their tracks and leave no "fingerprints" that can link them to being found.

Computers are one of the main places this problem occurs. Buying and taking part in things online puts a lot of your information in the syber world for many, many people to see and discover. When they find all they can out about you, or how they can get a hold of money or an important file (whatever they're after) they basically go into your personal computer and take out what they want. This may sound minor compared to the many other issues going on in the world, and maybe it is. But I think that something should be done to stop these people other than a law saying, "If you're caught, you'll be procecuted." The authorities should do more and as much as they possibly can to help these people.

My friend's mom used her credit card number online for something, and a few weeks later she found out that tons of her money was spent and gone; but she didn't spend any of it. The bank tried tracing the buyer back, but of course the hacker found a way to hide it. The police did nothing, and the guy who took their money is still out there. All they found out was he was from Britain and he was untouchable. People like this need to be stopped. My friend's mom was given her money back by the state, but the person who took all of it is walking around with everything he bought and all of the cash he took.

It's a shame things like this happen every day. Something should be done.

My Bus Driver's Nuts.

This morning I got on the bus, like I usually do, but it was early. Extremely early. It made me angry because my bus driver already drives too fast as it is, and we're always the first bus there anyway. Why did she have to be so early? It wasn't like we were going to be late. I followed the kids up the stairs, and took a seat towards the back. Of course, the second everyone was situated the lady zoomed us out and sped down the road.

My entire body was glued to the back of the seat and I couldn't move, she was going so fast. The next stop came up so quickly that she almost missed it. She slammed on the breaks and the other kids and I went forward and slammed back on the chair. As the other people coming from that stop got on, a car decided to drive past us eventhough the stop sign was in full view. Now, my mother and I tried doing that one time.... and there wasn't a pretty outcome. Bus drivers get MAD. As I expected, the driver laid on the horn. "Way to go, bub!" She screamed out the window. It was too early for me to laugh and I was way too annoyed.

As we approached our way to Stevenson, I noticed our bus lady was driving faster than usual. And she drove fast. It was scary. Six forty in the morning and we're dodging potholes at fifty miles an hour... wonderful. As we sped up to the main road, where we were to turn right to the school, a boy screamed, "POSSUM!" Our driver swerved left so fast kids were falling acrossed seats onto the other side of the bus. I didn't know if she was tired, or half-cracked on cold pills, but she was really getting on my nerves. People towards the front of the bus were laughing and cheering. Idiots..

"Sorry, guys." She said over the speaker. I rolled my eyes and got resituated. For once, I wanted to get to school--so I could get off the stupid bus. As if it wasn't already a terrible ride, she turned into the bus loop, hit the curb, and took the turn too fast. Once again, cheering and laughing. Personally, my head was throbbing. I lined up to get off of the bus and the bus driver smiled at me. "Have a good day!" All I said was, "Thanks for the ride."