My Life List

No body ever knows how many days you have left until your last breath. What will you do before you leave this world? I know what I would do.

My Life List


1. Get married.
To somebody who loves and cares about me as much as I love and care about them.
2. Have 2 or 3 kids
Who will love life and make good decisions
3. Travel to Germany
To visit my german exchange families and learn more about the German culture
4. Travel to France
For a romantic vacation with my boyfriend or husband
5. Travel to Australia
To support Steve Erwin ( RIP )
6. Become Famous
Who wouldn’t want to be famous?
7. Live in Hawaii
Away from stress and work
8. Stop terrorism
Screw you, find something better to do with yourselfs
9. Sky dive
I love a good thrill
10. Meet Tom Delonge (Blink 182)
And hopefully marry him and bare his children
11. Start a band
Make myself known through my music
12. Publish a story
Something that will teach people a lesson, and let them learn from my mistakes
13. Find a cure for Cancer
Saves Billions of people
14. Find a cure for AIDS
Save Billions of people
15. Go to college
Learn how to run a business, and have the experience of a lifetime
16. Own my own business
Make money to support my family.
17. Invent something worth billions
So I can donate to charity and spoil my family with.
18. Have a dog
To cuddle with when I need somebody

19. Be able to fly (without an airplane)
this would just be amazing
20. Be able to make Chicken noodle soup just like my dad
because it is absolutely delicious
21. Be on a reality TV Show
To be the person everyone will always remember
22. Meet Flavor Flav
The coolest black man ever
23. Watch my kids have kids
More people to love
24. Travel the entire United States with a motor home.
To experience my country hands on
25. Learn how to surf
Looks challenging, I love a challenge
26. Deep sea diving
To get over my fear of sharks
27. Audition for American Idol
For a good laugh
28. Go on a cruise with Ali, Justin, and Brandon.
Spend time with three amazing people
29. Live on a boat
So I can go for a cruise when ever I wanted
30. Fly a helicopter
It would be so much fun
31. Watch an entire star wars movie
Never watched star wars before and people constantly tell I have to watch it
32. Go to the moon
So somebody actually accomplishes this task

Here I am, I am OUT! Was I A mistake? Did I really take my momma nine months to make? This creative, unique creation she made, Will I go on forever or will I fade?
I hope to make a difference in my life before I leave
I’ll do what it takes to have the chance to change someone’s bad air that they breathe.
If I could go on forever, I would keep my past
And remember all the memories that I would like to last
I grow old, my personality unfolds and I realize how much my thoughts really hold.
Different is what I am, and different in what I think
I don’t follow trends and I m far from the weakest link
I think about love, and I believe it to be,
The most important thing in my life to my lover and me.
I think about how life would be if I was only an inch tall
I would have the coolest little house in a hole in the wall
I think about switching lives with someone else and how it would be
I would pick the guy of my dreams, and make him fall in love with me.
Lots of things run through my head,
This is only a few that you have read.
It is hard to believe I am 18 years old when I act and think like I'm three or so I am told.
I laugh at myself now as I did when I was three
I still love life, and I am as loving as I can be.
I still believe in Santa when I know he isn’t true
I dress up on Halloween and have fun just like I used to.
My friends and my family who watched me grow to this age
Tell me that I’ll never be different, I will never change.
I am tough,
I never let my guard down, and I won’t lose a fight
I am loving,
I cuddle with my mom in the morning, the afternoon, and at night.
I am crazy,
I run around the mall and scream things with all my might
And I am fun
To me and myself my life has just begun.

Dear Heart

Dear Heart,

It is about time you and I had a talk, and since I cannot talk to you in person, I will do it thru this letter. You and I butt heads all the time. Not only do you have a history of heart problems, but you have a history of breaking. I just want to know why you make me feel all mushy toward so many bad guys. You always make my decisions for me, and from now on, its over! I am making the decisions now.
Ok, I don’t mean to make this a depressing letter or anything,I just wanted to let you know how I feel. I know you think that some guys are perfect for me, but you have to wait longer before you decide that I love them. You always push me too far. For example, what about that one night? The night you made me fall for the guy who sang to me “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”, while we danced in the moonlight. What were you thinking? I mean seriously! I agree that the first kiss was amazing, like beyond amazing, but you can’t judge love by a first kiss, even if it comes with a smooth bow. You made me fall for him so fast, that I couldn’t even control myself to make rational decisions. That was the last straw for you. When that ended, I knew that you were only out to hurt me. You made me fall for someone who couldn’t give two shits about me. How could you do that do me, when I’ve carried you along with me for so long?
I’ll stop harping on you now, and I acknowledge you for your previous decisions, like Brandon. You were right about pushing me to like him and you were right about confronting my mind about it first. I know that sometimes my mind wanders and doesn’t seem to have time for you, but I’m really glad you took the time to figure things out on this one. He is perfect and he cares about me more then anyone has ever cared about me. Thank you for taking the time to consider him, but it still doesn’t make up for the last time you screwed me over. I still don’t know what you were thinking. Maybe it’s because he took the time to slow dance with me in the middle of K-mart parking lot at midnight. It was the song we danced to by Eric Clapton called “Wonderful Tonight” that got you fired up wasn't it? Yes, it was romantic but it wasn’t love. How couldn’t you tell that he was playing me all along? Sorry, as you can see that is a very sensitive subject that you brought upon me. I guess I haven’t really forgiven you yet for that.
It’s about time you and I start agreeing on things more. You need to slow yourself down when it comes to love. You need to have meetings with my mind anytime you think you may be falling. As of right now, you’re working well with my mind. I love Brandon, and for once I am actually getting love back, which means your doing your job. Thank you. I hope your arteries stay clear and your veins run smoothly.

Love always, (literally)
Tricia

First Love

It was August 26, 2000. I still remember the first time I saw him. He was wearing a bright yellow jacket with a white shirt beneath it. It was the end of my first day of middle school, and I was walking out of my English class. I turned to talk to my best friend, and there from beyond her shoulder I saw him. Everything at the moment seemed to freeze, and everything became blurred except for this beautiful boy in yellow. The world seemed frozen for at least an hour as I stood there and admired his beauty. Right then and there, I figured out that this was the guy I am going to marry. I watched as he grew closer and watched his long brown hair shine and sway in the light as he walked passed the blurred people and lockers of the hallway. It was right after this when we made eye contact for the first time ever. I remember his green eyes glistening staring right into mine for the split second. Although I wasn’t sure at that time if he actually noticed me, but I sure loved ever moment of it. When the world unfroze, I once again heard the voice of my friend, but still had no idea what she was talking about because I was still trying to figure out how I was going to meet this boy. Soon he was close enough to touch, but I did not dare to touch him. Not because I was shy, but because he had no idea who I was, and he would have no idea why I was touching him. When I snapped back to reality, my friend was still rambling on about something. I think it was about our English teacher and how he was hilarious, or it could have been about her mom buying apple sauce. Honestly, I have no idea what she was talking about, but I still just nodded my head in agreement to whatever she was going on about.
I took the bus home that day and the whole ride home, I thought about this long haired boy in yellow. What was his name? Did he have a girlfriend? Would he like me? All these questions were repetitively running over and over in my mind. When I got home, I couldn’t wait to go back to school the next day and hopefully find out more about this boy. It just so happens that I didn’t find any information about this boy because I didn’t see him again for about two weeks. I remember sitting at home one Friday night after school. At this time, I was becoming really good friends with the brother of my sister’s best friend, and I got a phone call. “Hey, Is Tricia there?” I stood for a second, and then responded with “yea, this is Tricia.” There was a pause and then the person on the other side of the phone said, “Ilan asked me to call you and tell you to get online”. I replied with “ok, but who are you?” There was another pause and then an answer. “This is Dennis.” I had no idea who Dennis was, but there was something about his voice I just loved. I said “ok” and we both said goodbye at the same time.
I went online, and I had two Instant messages, one from Ilan and one from another screen name I was unfamiliar with. It ended up being Dennis, and he said that he really wanted to meet me. I ended up meeting him at lunch, and it ended up being the boy in yellow. He was just as amazing as I thought he would be. The first place we hung out, out of school was at the movies with a bunch of other people. This is where Dennis and I had our first actual conversation face to face. It was during the previews before the movie started and I asked Dennis if he knew that Bambi, yes the deer, was incest. It was a really weird conversation but we both had great sense of humors so it turned out to be a great conversation that lasted for a good five minutes or so.
Dennis and I became official boyfriend and girlfriend shortly after that. I know that middle school love usually means you say hi to the person you’re going out with and tell all your friends all about it, but with Dennis and I, it was different. We hung out as much as we could. We had deep conversations about our lives, and about our feelings for each other. One night we even talked on the phone from 9pm until 5 am the next morning. Dennis and I actually planned out our life together. We planned to get married out of Michigan somewhere, and have four kids. They were all going to be pro skate boarders. Dennis and I figured we start training them around age 2 and by like 7 they would be Pro and signed with some major companies.
Once middle school ended, I knew things would be different in high school. I mean new girls, new guys, and new loves? I was really scared that Dennis would find someone else in high school and I thought the best way to prevent me getting hurt was to let him go. It was the hardest thing I ever did, and I still regret it to this day. He was my everything, the love of my life and I watched him slip away slowly and painfully. I even remember someone telling me that he was in love with another girl. Even though at this point we had been separated for over a year, and I had plenty of new crushes since then, I never felt such a sharp pain in my life.
Dennis was the first boy I said I love you too and meant it too. We lasted all through out middle school and went our separate ways in high school. In fact, in high school, we talked maybe six times in 3 years. It wasn’t until my senior year that I realized I still thought about him all the time. We got in contact, and we started over from new. Even though I doubt anything more then friends will come of me and Dennis now, I still think about how much I really did love him and still do. He taught me to believe in love at first sight, and I will always remember him as my first true love.

Rockin In My Blue Mobile

Ali and I, oh what a pair
We ride in my car the wind blows our hair
We rock and we roll as the music gets louder
People in other cars look at us funny, but we get prouder
Ali and I are cool in my car
Sometimes we just drive and we drive really far
We jam and we dance all day and all night
People know we are sweet, and they are damn right
My blue mobile is the place to be
Rockin the roads just Ali and Me

The Creation of ME!

Here i am, I am OUT! Was i A mistake?
Did I really take my momma nine months to make?
This creative, unique creation she made,
Will it go on forever or will it fade?
As i grow old, my personality unfolds
And i realize how much my thoughts really hold.
It is hard to believe I am 18 years old
when i act and think like I'm three or so i am told.
I am tough, I am loving, i am crazy, i am fun
To me and myself my life has just begun.

MY Brain is FAT!

I had headaches all the time so i decided to take out my brain and observe it.
As i set it on the table, i realized that my brain was surrounded my layers and layers of white fat. I started to cut away the fat to find my brain and when i finally found it, it was the size of a golf ball. Yup, i was really feeling dumb at this point, but i placed it back in my head hoping noboy would notice how small my brain was. When i got up to walk around, my neck up was leaning towards my left. I couldn't keep my balance. I guess i took to much fat off the right side and not enough of the left. WOOPS!
How much more creative does it get when you dream about something. This never really happened but it was a crazy dream and i thought it would be fun to blog about.

Contract

Tricia McDermott
Alison Fuerstnau

To Whom It May Concern:

As representing seniors of this third hour creative writing class we would like to open a few options for you. We think it would be a great idea for the students to pick their own topics of writing. This would allow student to express more freedom as well as creativity. In your favor the students should exceed sixty percent volume during the duration of the year. If we write everyday in class we should be allowed three assignment deadlines extensions. This would provide you with more quality work and it also will decrease the risk of giving the students to much extra time to where they can surf the web. Having an extra credit opportunity of our choice would be greatly appreciated. We would of course ask for your approval of the assignment first. On our part, we would give you your eighty percent attendance that you ask of. If we have all our assignments in with no late work we would love it if you would give us five percent on our final exam.
A field trip would also be a great idea to venture and increase our creativity.

Sincerely,
Tricia and Alison

Orange

Optimism is what i express
Risk is promoted
Adventurous
Natural enertainer
Great skills
Exciting

Wow..It is senior year!

Wow, its finally here. The time i've been waiting for since i first enrolled in preschool at Community high in Walled Lake. I don't believe it was actually a highschool when i attended it but it definatley is now. I am a senior. Class of 07' baby! Were half way done now which means only a few more months til k-12 ends, and i move forward with my life, college. I plan to attend Michigan State University and study business. If business doesn't end up hitting the spot, i'll probably end up switiching my major to teaching. As of right now, it is too soon to determine what i will do. I don't actually feel ready for college yet. Since about 6th grade i thought college was going to be the best thing ever. I mean think about it, no parents, no rules, you don't have to go to school. Its like a dream come true. Then i thought more about it as the years went by and as college got closer and i began to think, wow, no money. Am i ready for college? Well its almost here and i still really don't know if i am truley ready or not. I'm eighteen years old and only work during the summer. I work full time over the summer, but i don't work at all over the school year. I like to try to focus all my attention on school work and thats why i don't work through out the school year. This year seems different now. I don't concentrate that much on school because i believe i was infected with this disease everyone is talking about called senioritis. Its actually quite serious. Sometimes, i can't even get out of bed to go to school. I'm really thinking about consulting a physician. Although school seems pointless to me now, i still go and keep my grades up. Being a senior, is huge. Your like the top dog of the school. So much more freedom, so many more opportunities and you just walk all over the place like you the "shit". Its really to bad, that next year, we have to start all over as freshman again and this time its gonna hit you hard. I have no idea what to expect when i get to college. I've heard all the horror stories about having to walk everywhere, which isn't such a bad thing except when its pouring rain outside or if your taking a hike in 10 feet of snow. And how bout those dorms. I can just imagine how clusterphobic i will be in the 10 by 12 feet rooms! AHH! I guess i'll manage somehow. Well Its senior year, and i'm not ready for it to end quite yet. I'm hoping these last couple months will get me somewhat ready for college and ready to move on with my life. Viking for life i guess.