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Today was boring...
*Wake up
*Eat breakfast
*Yell at younger siblings until lunch
*Make lunch for siblings and myself
*Clean until dinner
*Eat dinner
*Get ready for bed
*Go to bed
The list is the same every weekend and during summer. I wish my life could be somewhat interesting.

Poem done by Yuuki Sena. Please don't copy.

[B][SIZE="3"]Down By The Shore[/SIZE][/B]

One night at the beach, when the wind blows through the hair of two friends.
Two friends holding hands; they are inseparable, no one can separate them.
Three dolphins dancing, playing, and singing together.
Four bare feet on millions of tiny grains of sand.
Five stars, five wishes; for better or worse, they stick together.
Then I think to myself, [I]Life just couldn't be any better than this[/I].

[COLOR="Red"][FONT="Franklin Gothic Medium"][SIZE="4"]This is the first one I wrote, please don't copy (I am the original writer to this poem)
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[SIZE="3"]Upon this day[/SIZE]

Upon this day I sit,
In a seat covered in spit.

The kid in front is being a dip,
Even if he didn't take a sip.

Another is trying to take a peek,
Like this is a game of hide and seek.

If you take a look,
It's a real spook.

So if you're me,
Leave me be,
And you will see...

Upon this day I sit,
In a seat covered in spit.

[SIZE="4"]Second poem...[/SIZE]

[SIZE="3"]Let me be[/SIZE]

Let me be me,
And you will see.

Everyone will see,
If you let me be.

I can be goo alone,
For I have shown.

So let me be me,
And you will see.

Everyone will see,
That I'll be me.

I'll tell the truth,
Even if it means losing a tooth.

Again let me be me,
And you will see.

Everyone will see,
What I can be.

Can you see,
What will become of me?

Don't answer that question,
Don't even mention.

So please let me be me,
And I promise you will see.

Everyone will see,
What will become of me.

[SIZE="4"]Third poem...[/SIZE]

[SIZE="3"]Mr. Black[/SIZE]

Mr. Black is everywhere,
Even here and there.

He's in you're room,
And on a broom.

Even on a polka dot dress,
He's a big mess.

Don't say you're the best,
And better than the rest.

Mr. Black don't talk smack,
Or I will get you back.

For you may be everywhere,
Even here and there.

But you are not in my heart,
Not anybody's heart.

[SIZE="4"]Forth poem...[/SIZE]

[SIZE="3"]Please tell me[/SIZE]

What does it mean,
To be seen?

Where have you been,
When you have been seen?

Why is it hard to hide,
What you have inside?

Please tell me what's wrong,
So the birds may sing their sweet song.

You tell I listen,
Why did you're pace quicken?

Please tell me so the birds can tweet,
The song I want you to hear that is so sweet.

I'm starting to feel sick,
And my hands are starting to stick.

Wait please don't go,
Where you go I won't know.

So please don't leave me,
And I'll be there you'll see.

I lost count...

I made this poem as a love poem to my bf.

Because of you

Because of you I can't hide,
For I could never put you aside.

Because of you I am inspired,
Because of you I never get tired.

Because of you I never rest,
And I think you're the best.

Why can't I hide my feelings,
Why can't I put you aside?

The answer lies inside,
Why I can't hide...

It's all because of you,
And it's true.

So please don't leave me here,
But keep me somewhere near.

For wherever you'll go,
I'll never know.

[SIZE="4"]Lost count again...[/SIZE]

[SIZE="3"]Just Like Me[/SIZE]

I love this flower, because it is the same as me,
Giving its life for the whole world to see.

Although, it may not be me,
It's strong enough for the whole world to see.

It may not be a tree,
But it's tall enough for the whole world to see.

Can you not see,
That beautiful flower is just like me.

See that tree?
It's not like me.

Because you are the tree,
You don't want the whole world to see.

But I want the world to see,
The tall, strong tree that stands before me.

[SIZE="4"][XD] Love this one![/SIZE]

[SIZE="4"]Another love poem to my bf.[/SIZE]

[SIZE="3"]Stay with me[/SIZE]

Stay with me,
And in my heart you'll be.

As small as a pea,
Or as big as the deep blue sea,
In my heart you'll be.

Without you I'm alone,
For that, I have shown.

It pains to see,
If you won't stay with me,
Then my heart is nothing to be.

Please stay with me,
Then in my heart you'll be.[/FONT][/COLOR]

Tomorrow, I'm starting 8th grade and I'm so excited. It's my last year in Junior High and I can't wait. My mom might dye my hair tonight. She promised to paint my nails, too. I'm going to look super cute with my new look. It's my favorite color too! (Red, if you haven't read my profile.) [XD]

A couple days ago my mom told me, that I'm the only person she knows who is excited for school. What can I say? It's school. I think school is fun and exciting. I know most of you are probably thinking I'm crazy. (Okay I admit, I may be a little crazy. Especially when I say this.) I LOVE SCHOOL!!! [XD]

True fact (well, almost true):
People who go to school and want to learn- some
People who go to school, because their parents make them- almost everybody
People who go to to just see their friends- everybody

Well, that ends this blog. Yuuki Sena <3 out! [XD]