Well, we realized that after we had just sat down, my brother and I thought it was funny, but my parents, who were sitting just behind us didn’t. Then all of a sudden the Andersons came running onto the plane, running franticly to get to there seats, when they saw us they waved, and my parents waved back, but my brother and I just slouched in our seats, hoping that they wouldn’t see us. Of course they did and Mr. and Mrs. Anderson sat next to my parents and there two kids, a son and daughter sat right next to me and my brother. This plane ride was going to be horrible.


Luckily I was able to ignore them for the first ten seconds so that I could collect my self and calm down, but still I wouldn’t say that ten seconds was enough. The Andersons, they…, well… , I just don’t know how to describe them, all I know is that they get on my nerves so bad. They think that they are genius freaks and so they have to tell everyone everything that they know, and they have to prove people wrong if someone goes against their word. That is one reason they annoy me so bad. They also like to stare at you when they aren’t talking and when they look at you they just smile and stare, smile and stare. Really I could come up with many reasons why I didn’t like these people, but you would get bored so I will continue on with the story.

The son and daughter started to talk to us just as I had predicted and were going on and on, I thought my brains were going to explode. I didn’t know what to do but stare straight ahead. Then the girl, named Amanda, decided to take a nap, she said, “ I need my beauty sleep to go to England and I have awaken way too early for today, so if you will excuse me I am going to take a nap. Please no noise or my mind will burst.”

Her mind will burst! What about my mind, I am going insane because of her and her brother. Seeing that his sister was going to nap the boy, named Rick, decided that he would talk to me an boy did he talk. He was about 3 months older than me and he said that the two of us were best friends. Ha Ha! I don’t think so, not in my life. He went on and on until my brother asked him a question. I looked at my brother with a thankful face and told them I would be right back. I had decided that I was going to go and find a flight person and ask them if they had any empty seats I could move too and how much longer the flight was going to be. Walking down the isle I found a lady attendant.

“Excuse me,” I said in a questioning voice, “do you know how much longer the flight is before we arrive in England?”

“Well, we haven’t even gone across the Atlantic Ocean yet sweetie, and we have to stop in New York first, so I would say around 5 more hours.”

I looked at her in horror. 5 more hours of this…….. I think I could go insane…!!!

Monday, March 22, 2010

So I am posting this a week late, sorry.  Though to make it up I will post the next one at the latest by tomorrow.  Here is the next section of the story.

“Mom and Dad please don’t send us on a trip with the Andersons, please!” Was my desperate plead.


“And why not!” Demanded my father in shock from my pleading.

I couldn’t answer so I went back to the subject that was on hand before I started to plead. “So we are leaving in a week, what do we need to bring for sure?”

“Just the usual trip stuff, but you will definitely need a good pair of walking/running shoes; we will be doing a lot of running. Pack enough clothes for about a week and a half, we will be gone for around 3 weeks, but we will do washing so that we don’t have to bring too many clothes along. You might want to leave room for souvenirs; there are a lot of places that we are going to see.” This was all said excitedly by my mom.

“Now why don’t you all go back to what you were doing and on Thursday next week we will do our packing,” said my dad with a smile.

Oh I couldn’t wait for this week to just fly by, and then all of a sudden it was Thursday night and the week had flown by fast.

The house was getting cleaned, straightened; there was luggage all over the living room floor, plus a little more in each of our rooms. We were all hurrying as fast as we could so that we could wake up early for tomorrow morning, we had booked an early flight and the plane would be leaving at 7:30 am. So that meant that we had to be there at 6:30, but my dad wanted to be there t 6:00 just to be safe, so that meant that I was waking up at 4:30 tomorrow morning and so we had to get to bed early. My mother was saying that we needed the house clean before we left; the doors locked the garage locked, to stop the newspaper while we were going to be gone and to have our neighbors collect our mail while we were gone. There was a lot to do before we could leave so we were all working as fast as we could not wanting to waste any time. Finally it was all done and my dad said we would have a quick salad and bread dinner and then go to bed, so we did just that and then we all jumped in bed to get a good night’s sleep.

Though I don’t know how many members of my family got much sleep, because I know that I didn’t, there was no way that I was going to fall asleep right away, but some how I did it. Then I ended up waking up at 4:00, a half an hour early because I couldn’t fall back asleep, so I decided to get my self ready and clean up my room. My dad, mom and brother got up early too, earlier than expected, just after me and we were ready by 5:00. So our family decided that we would go even earlier, but when we got there and waited for a half an hour we realized that the Andersons weren’t there.

To be continued.........

Thanks for reading,

Laila Daae

And have FUN!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

I am tired of writing boring posts, it is no fun, I don’t enjoy writing them and I don’t enjoy reading them so I am going to try doing something else for this post. I am going to write a story that is if it is alright to write for the class I am posting for. Here I go.

The wind blew into my room as I sat in front of the opened window and stared off into the beautiful world in my back yard. Everything was beautiful, the flowers, grass, trees, sky, everything. Gazing into this all I didn’t realize that my brother had come into the room and was staring at me. Hearing someone clear their throat I turned around and saw my brother standing in my doorway.

“Mom and Dad want us in the living room ASAP.” Said the voice of my brother and then he turned and walked towards the living room.

“Alright, I’m coming,” I answered after him as I got off the window seal and walked out of the room.

My mind was spinning and I couldn’t believe it. Was my dream really going to come true, were we finally going to Hawaii? I couldn’t wait and ran up the stairs as fast as I could to get to the living room. My parents had been debating over where we were going to go on our family vacation. Running into the living room my parents looked up from the laptop that they had sitting on my dad’s lap.

“Well,” said my dad once everyone was sitting down in front of him, “we have called this family meeting to tell you where we are going on our family vacation. I have some good news for you and some bad news for you, the good is that we are leaving a week from today; the bad news is that we aren’t going to Hawaii but somewhere better. We are going on a trip across the Atlantic to the Europe area.”

I couldn’t believe it, the Europe area, I had wanted to go there more than Hawaii but I had never told my parents before because I thought that we would never go there. It had not ever crossed my mind that we would actually go there. I looked up at my parents and said, “Oh mom and dad we don’t need to go to Hawaii, and this trip will be just fine.”

“I am glad you agree because like I said we are leaving a week from today so we must prepare fast.”

“Why are we going so soon though?” That was my question, we hadn’t really ever gone somewhere this far before on such short notice.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, because my friend and his family are going with us too and he has already booked our tickets.”

“Which friend would that be?” Asked my brother, just younger than me, who sounded a little concerned.

“The Andersons, the family that we had over for dinner around a month ago, don’t worry; we will have a great time.”

THE ANDERSONS! My brother and I looked at each other in shock………..

Laila Daae

P.S.

I know this is different, but if you have liked it so far look for the next section in the next few days.

March 7, 2010

In my English class we just finished Romeo and Juliet and I really don’t know why people complained about it or why they have in the past. I actually like the story very well, I mean the writing is definitely different, but so is Dickens writing. He has a nice way of putting things even if it is this long description, and if there way of talking is weird, because it is, Shakespeare is just a good writer. He is a true writer and knows what he is doing. I some ways I wish I was that good at writing. I have to admit that I didn’t like the part that I had to memorize a passage, but I guess it wasn’t too bad, and I got it done.


I hadn’t really read the whole story, I mean I knew what it was about and everything, and I liked it. I didn’t really know that Juliet was good at wining, Romeo too, and that Romeo wasn’t very patient. Well that would have to be one way of putting it, and that is one way that I would describe the two. I didn’t know that they married like less than a day after they met. I didn’t know that Romeo was banished; I guess that I never really listened to or read the story. I have to admit that I liked the way that they pronounced the words in the story; they just had an interesting way of talking.

Romeo and Juliet is the kind of story that I liked at time and then I didn’t. There were parts where I was like why were they being so dumb and then other parts where I absolutely liked how things turned out. For example, I liked how Tybalt and Paris were killed, but I definitely didn’t like how Romeo and Juliet killed themselves just because of their families. I think that it is ridiculous how people can be mad at each other for so long, it ruins the generations after them too just because they are mad at each other. I didn’t even catch the reason of why they were mad at each other, was it even mentioned in the story? If it was mentioned I guess I wasn’t listening to that part well, and I thought that I listened pretty well.

I have to say that I liked watching the different versions of the story after we read it; it helped me understand it better and it was quite entertaining. I had no idea that there were that many versions of Romeo and Juliet, I mean it makes sense to be caught up with the style in life. Romeo was and adventurous, day dreaming boy, who seemed to be struck with the sight of a girl at one time or the other. He sure did change mind a lot and moved really fast, I can’t imagine marring someone when I am older and not telling my parents, that is just dumb. Then there was Juliet who thought a bit more than Romeo but was captured pretty much when she first saw him. I never knew that the story was so good and I am quite glad that we read it in English.

Thanks for reading,

Laila Daae