Friday, March 13

The Guardians Present its new it song: All Eyes On Her Face

Ahha This is Crazy:]

I did the Macarena with a squirrel in a hole because I'm sexy and I do what I want.

Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an iPod
29-------a surfer
30-------a homeless guy
31-------a llama

What is the last number of the year you were born:
1--------- In my car
2 --------- On your car
3 ----------- In a hole
4 ----------- Under your bed
5 ----------- Riding a Motorcycle
6 --------- sliding down a hill
7 --------- in an elevator
8---------- at the dinner=2 0table
9 -------- In line at the bank
0 -------- in your bathroom

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that.
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.
Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!

Spring Break:]]

Omg my Spring Break is going to be amazing. My family from Paducha and Childress and my Tio Jose are all going to take a family trip to South Padre Islands:] And my ideal Spring Break would be going to Mexico Resort.

Thursday, January 29

Human Interist Story

Tragedy of the babysitter who killed Helen, 3

it had been a great night out, just what the two single mothers needed. But it was time to get home and check on the kids. Home to tragedy.

Mary McGowan and Sheila Laird were good friends whose lives were very similar. Divorced, in their 30s, with kids, no jobs and money tight - an occasional night out was called for.

That night in September 1972 it was just a drink or two at their local pub - The Blair on Dundee's Princes Street.

There they'd met a couple of men, great company, and gone on with them to a party. It was the 1970s, a time of freedom and pleasure seeking after all and they were grown women.

Besides, their kids were being cared for all right. Mary McGowan's seven kids were older and her 13-year old, Annette, was babysitting Sheila Laird's younger three - Elizabeth, seven, Susan, five, and wee Helen, three.

She'd babysat before with no problem. What did the mothers have to worry about.

Around 1.30am, the women got back to Sheila Laird's flat at Blacklock Crescent. Annette was fast asleep on the couch and, as usual, Sheila went straight through to the bedrooms to check on the wee ones. The older two were fast asleep and fine. One problem - she couldn't find Helen.

Where could she be in the middle of the night? Had she somehow got out of the house while Annette was sleeping?

In a blind panic Sheila shook Annette awake demanding to know where Helen was. Still half asleep, Annette went to Helen's bed and, pointing to the foot of it, said: "She's there."

Pulling back the covers, Sheila Laird found her youngest daughter, curled up into herself. Not asleep, but dead. Not from natural causes but murdered.

For a small city Dundee punches more than its weight, always has done with its industries, imports/exports and even football teams. This is also true for crime.

But even the experienced cops and doctors called to the scene were shocked. Who wouldn't be at the brutal murder of a beautiful three-year-old lassie?

Not just that - it was also how Helen had been killed.

Her body was covered in deep bite marks then strangled. A terrible, slow, painful way to die. What terrors she must have gone through in her last moments.

The pathologist was in no doubt - the bite marks matched 13-year old Annette McGowan's teeth. Scotland had yet another child-killing child.

A couple of years later, an Ayrshire boy, Willie Bell, would brutally murder his three-year-old sister, Angela, when on the run from approved school. The public outrage and anger echoed on for years.

Then in 1991 in the Bluebell Woods, near Glasgow's Drumchapel scheme, 11-year old Joseph Keith would batter three-year old James Campbell to death. Drumchapel people would have gladly saved the need for a trial.

Who can forget James Bulger's killers Jon Venables and Robert Thompson being chased by a howling lynch mob? Some would hunt them still.

Just a handful of examples of children who kill children. Somehow it has always affronted many people, driving them to fury and threats of violence.

Not with Annette McGowan. Annette got sympathy in spite of the brutal killing of Helen.

Annette had learning difficulties, a mental disorder and uncontrolled epilepsy. She suffered from a genetic complaint causing problems with one eye and other physical difficulties.

The girl should have been cared for, not caring for others.

In Scotland, there is no legal age limit for caring for children. A parent has to leave their child with someone responsible and capable whether 40 or 14. Due to her disabilities, Annette McGowan was neither.

There was never any dispute that Annette had killed wee Helen. Neither was any reason ever given.

"THE doctors were clear, Annette McGowan had acted with diminished responsibility. Probably even yet didn't understand the enormity of what she had done.

But she was frightened. A tiny little figure in the dock hanging on to the policewoman's hand as if her life depended on it.

It took the jury - many of whom were visibly distressed - less than 20 minutes to find Annette guilty of culpable homicide. Then came the difficult part - what to do with her.

In Scotland a child found guilty of murder would usually be sent to one of the secure units for kids.

But this wasn't usual nor was it simply a matter of protecting children from Annette - the girl desperately needed the right care and treatment herself.

The only appropriate place in Scotland was the State Hospital, Carstairs, among adult killers and offenders. That wasn't acceptable to the judge, Lord Keith.

The sad fact was that no resources existed. Perhaps if they had Annette McGowan would have been helped years before and Helen Laird would still be alive to this day.

A special arrangement was eventually made to care for Annette at Balgay Approved School in Dundee and the judge finally sentenced her to 10 years.

But 10 years of treatment and help, not jail. She was only a child after all. And a child who needed help not hell.

'Her body was covered in bite marks and she had been strangled...a terrible way to die'

Wednesday, January 21

Alaphbet Story

A long long time ago there was a crazy kid named Zephariyah.
Boy let me tell you he was insane he punched people had major anger problems no one could handle him. That poor kid, every where he went he sat by himself even at the play ground. He didn't like anyone all because his aunt.
was her name if I recall right. She was the one that abused him; that's why he abused others. She practically left him there for dead. He had to fend for himself. Just to get the right amount of food he dug through trash cans and dump grounds. Then one day Zephariyah meet two kids caching in the park.
Drake and Edward were a couple of bleak teenagers just like him. They were all abandoned and hiding from there mean and abusive parents or in Zephariyah's case aunt. Zephariyah really didn't mean to run into Drake and Edward it just kinda happened. He was taking a walk through the park going through the trash cans and looking on the picnic tables trying to find food for him to eat for later on that night so that he wouldn't have to look through the trash cans in the dark.
Finally he found the perfect trashcan it had his favorite food and he got lucky it even had a half of a Dr. Pepper left.
Gai Choi, that just has to be his favorite word when ever he gets excited he screams this is just like when we scream HECK YES.
Happy and satisfied he left that part of the park and as he was walking away here come Drake and Edward; although he didn't know there names at time, all he knew is that they were running after him and yelling at him give us our food back.
"I need this food" yelled
Zephariyah as he is running from the two strangers. Finally they catch him because he trips from running. Edward and Drake finally introducing themselves to Zephariyah. They get up and brush off they take a few steps back. And talk amongst themselves quietly well Drake and Edward to.
Justifying on what just happened they all talked all of them together and Zephariyah explained what he was doing. Telling them that he didn't know that it was their stuff. Not totally believing him.
Kill in their eyes was screaming at Zephariyah as he stared at them telling them why he took the food. They finally understood and said sorry for scaring him to death.
Leaving them alone Zephariyah just wanted to get away from them people. Not really he didn't want to he just didn't want to feel any sympathy coming from them.
Most kids would want to stay but not him, nope not Zephariyah. He wanted to flee as soon as they started talking to him.
Nearly every time he went through the park going through the trashcans and things he would find pennies and dimes and quarters. That was the only way he would get enough money to get want he always wanted.
Oreos is what he always wanted well he just saved up enough money $1.25 just enough for a pack or 18 cookies he walks into the Tut N' Totem. This pack of Oreos had to last him a while since he spent so much time trying to find that money in the trashcans and parking lots.
Passing through the park he got a excellent idea pops in his head.
Quickly and quietly he goes back to that one spot in the park were Edward and Drake stay the night he left 4 cookies for them.
Returning back to camp Drake and Edward see the cookies with a note on it.
Scraggly hand writing read."Meet me at the Tut N' Totem on 10th street if you would like to come with me." Sincerely Zephariyah.
There they sat at the Tut N' Totem for hours just about to leave Zephariyah shows up.
Uninvited some people show up trying to overcome there vertigo and stumbling. They were very dizzy because they were staring at the sky walking to the Tut N' Totem.
Very quickly here comes Zephariyah running out of the Tot N' Totem because the owner thought he was stealing from him. But all Zephariyah did was bend over to get some more food
Waffles! G
ai Choi...Zephariyah got so excited but he didn't get to buy them because of ridiculous situations he was put in by the Manger. He tells Drake and Edward the story and all of there spirits were melancholy.They were so hungry.
Xawala was the sound there stomachs were making. They were starving they were withering away. He had to get in there some how, some way. He just couldn't let him and his friends die of starvation and beside "I'm too young to die"Zephariyah said in his head."I'm just a lil kid" said Drake and Edward in there heads and at the same time so did Zephariyah.
Youngster, as my brother use to call me, Zephariyah's memory was going back he was having flashbacks on how he was left to die him and his brother at his aunt Carlen's house. He hadn't ate in like 4 days. He was out of control.
"Zephariyah" Drake and Edward are screaming and shouting. No you can't die. No its not fair your only 16 years old. NO NO NO!!!! Zephariyah was fading fast and he had to get food. So they are just sitting there at the Tut 'N Totem finally the manager forgave him he saw the youngester fading. He walks into his store and give him food.

Tuesday, January 13


Well what can I say I have to be the cutest dog in the world. You can ask my owners they always call me Mama..and doesn't that mean hot mama. Of course it does. Even though I am not the skinniest thing in the world I definitely am not the fattest. I am white but my owners always tell me I'm black I think they are color blind. And have the best hearing in the world. Maybe that's why the DOG GOD gave me such big ears. I am the best dog too I always tell my owner when something is wrong and when some one on my land.

I live with one of my daughters and my husband outside. I love it out here, I get to chase off cats and squirrels and everything. I mean what else could you ask for? I get free food two times a day, fresh water, a warm casa and if I'm lucky I get to go inside. But for the most part I stay outside.

Thursday, December 4


Every year on Christmas Eve my family on my moms side goes down to Puducha or Vernon, which ever place we decide it's going to be, we all bring our Christmas gifts for each other and play Chinese Christmas. We also stay up till 12:00a.m. on Christmas Mourning and everyone gets to open 2 presents which ever ones we want and then we all go up stairs we all get to eat our Cookies and Milk from Santa Claus. And then we go to sleep and when we wake up we eat breakfast and then go in the living room and open the rest of our gifts.