Sorry!

Hey! I just want to let you know that I haven’t been posting because I haven’t had the time! I also might be going to Disney World! Of course, I’m not sure yet, but this is just an update with what’s going on. I’m really sorry I haven’t been posting!

Okay, so after I finish the book “Paper Towns” by John Green, I want to do a book review on it. But I’m not really sure. I don’t really know how a book review works. Am I supposed to talk about my favorite parts and least favorite parts? Am I supposed to talk about the most important events? What do I say? Is it like a book report almost? Feedback please! Thank you!

-Chae516

The Liebster Awards

Thank you, Effervescent Hedgepig for nominating me on the Liebster Awards! I am so glad to have been nominated! So, I had to google this, as did many other bloggers, but I figured out that this is for new bloggers to be in the spotlight. I am truly excited, I really am! But, this is only my fourth day using wordpress and my first day using it on my laptop. So, it’s a little scary!!! But, I must get on with everything. I have to answer ten questions and then add ten so I can then nominate about ten people! Okay. Lots of tens there. 

 1. What inspired you to start blogging? Well, I originally started writing fiction stories, which I still do, and then I just saw wordpress and realized how fun blogging could be!

2. Finish the sentence: Keep calm and….. Bergeron!” Patrice Bergeron is my favorite Boston Bruins player. Big fan of my home team.

3. Is there a story behind your blog name? Indeed there is! My real name is Francesca, but one day my older sister Nina messed up and pronounced my name Chay while she was calling me Cesca. We decided to spell it Chae because I liked that. 516 is when I was born. Yup, MAYBABY IN THE HOUSE!!!

4. What color is most prominent in your wardrobe? All of them!

5. Do you prefer chalkboards or dry erase boards? Dry erase! I can’t stand nails on a chalkboard! Always what I think of!!!

6. What advice would you give your younger self? Stay young.

7. What makes you smile? My grandfather. I call him Papa. He gives the best hugs!

8. What is your favorite blog? I prefer Graciellen. She has one of the best blogs out there!

9. Cats or dogs? Do I have to answer that? Okay!! DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS! My dog is literally barking as I type!

10. If you had to summarize your blog in one sentence, what would it be? This is me.

My questions for the nominees:

1. Did/do you like school?

2. The beach or the pool?

3. Television or books?

4. Fiction or nonfiction?

5. FaceTime or Skype?

6. What is your worst nightmare?

7. Laptop or iPad?

8. What is your best quality?

9. Who is your favorite blogger?

10. What is your favorite genre in a book? (Mystery, romance, scifi, etc. etc.)

I nominate these awesome bloggers:

Deeksha, Graciellen, debooWORKS, Janice Wald, NerdHope24, gotpinkheels, teenlif, Marie, mindheaves, and abby315!

Thanks so much! -Chae516 

 

Community Pool

I use this all the time.

The Daily Post

Have you just published a new post and are dying for some feedback? Did you recently start your blog and could use some layout or design advice from your more seasoned peers?

Tap into the wisdom of The Daily Post blogging community and leave your question here in the comments. Others can then click through and offer input either on your site, or in the comments here (feel free to indicate which you’d prefer).

To help us make the Community Pool a productive space for discussion, here are some tips you might find useful:

TIP: To keep from losing your place in the comment thread while you visit others’ blogs, right-click on a link to open it in a new tab or window.

  • While you’re not required to, we encourage everyone who requests feedback to also reply to at least one or two other bloggers who need some help. Spread the love!
  • The Community Pool…

View original post 174 more words

Do Pajamas Matter?

Usually I just wear a long T-Shirt and underwear to bed, done. But I was invited to this birthday party sleepover and I thought the birthday girl was really cool. I just want to impress her and make her laugh and become her friend so people will think of me as really cool and popular. 

So, I was thinking about what I would wear for pajamas for the sleepover. I started to freak out and I asked my mom if we could go shopping for some cute pajamas. She shook her head and told me to grab some from upstairs. I shook my head and said,”No, no, no! You don’t understand! My pajamas aren’t cute!” My mother looked at me as if I was nuts.

“Sweetheart, it’s not like you are going to a fashion show and the theme is slumber party. You are wearing these to sleep.” She had a point, but I needed to impress Jordan.

“Mom! Seriously! She’s so cool, and I wanna look good for her. It’s embarrassing to wear one of my grandfathers T-Shirts to a birthday party.”

“She isn’t your friend if she judges you by your clothing, especially your PJ’s.”

“Mom, I want to impress her. It’s not that she’ll judge me, it’s just that I’m afraid she’ll judge me.”

“If you’re afraid, she has obviously judged other people before.”

Honesty, what do you think about this discussion? Comment what you think happened and I’ll post something called Answer To Pajamas Discussuion. I need comments, comments, comments!

What The Divorce Did

Why is it so hard for my sisters to take it all in?

When I was in first grade, my sisters (Nina and Liana) and I were sat down at the kitchen table. My mother and father had been sleeping in separate rooms at the time, so we should’ve known what was coming. I think deep down we all did. My dad started to tell us a story. “Once upon at time, there were two people named Frank and Sandra. They fell in love and got married and had three beautiful little girls. They were all a big happy family. Three beautiful girls who were still growing, still blooming.” Liana and I giggled. Nina glared at us, but my mother told her that we didn’t understand yet and to leave us alone.

My mother decided to take on the story. “One day, Mommy decided that Mommy and Daddy had to split up. That is what we call a divorce. We are getting this divorce for reasons you do not have to know right now. You are too young,” my mother said. “I am moving out of this house and getting a new one. It’ll be fun to have two houses.” But by then, we were all crying except my parents. 

My sisters and I ran up to me and Liana’s bedroom, and our parents followed. “I know it’s hard, but it’ll all be okay. You will get used to it,” my father said. His eyes started to water and he started to cry. That was the only time I had ever, in my lifetime, seen my father cry. He’s usually not so emotional. He just raises his voice or yells. 

My mother was the only one who never cried at that moment. She was comforting all of us, you know, the cheesy stuff like telling us it would all be okay. 

In February 2012, my mother got her new house and my dad had gotten a girlfriend. But it all happened so fast. My dads girlfriend moved in around June and I was the only one besides my dad who was actually okay with it. I always think, Why is it so hard for them to take it in? Why is it oh so hard for them to understand? 

My mother got a boyfriend and we all loved him and my sisters disliked my dad’s girlfriend very much. I just don’t get it. 

See, there was one really good thing about the divorce. We had gotten a dog. Dean, my mom’s boyfriend, had been looking for someone to take care of his mother’s dog. She was a small Maltese with short hair and we immediately fell in love with her. Dean’s mom had moved to a condo that hadn’t allowed dogs, so we took her right away. She is very yippy, but we don’t love her any less. 

Robbin, my dad’s girlfriend, well, I love her. She is so nice and I don’t see why my sisters can’t be nice to her. All is well for me, but more drama comes along the way.

My sisters seem to have a problem staying at my dad’s place and it’s all of this drama. We even had to see a psychologist. It was torture, and it still is. Nina and my father have the worst relationship. They had to see the psychologist privately.

I should be very lucky because in some divorces the parents absolutely hate each other. Or worse, you never get to see one of the parents. But I am a lucky girl. All three of us are. I just wish my sisters could see it too.

My About Page

I recommend you read my about page because there is one important thing I want you to know about me. If you read it, you’ll probably know what it is. I’m a little bit scared though, because I don’t want it to interfere.

How Fourth Grade Changed Me

Before fourth grade, I had a fond feeling for school. I loved it. It was just a magical land of learning. In kindergarten, I has fun just getting to know everything. All the teachers, my new friends! My new friends were great to me. Especially this one named Olivia. We just said hi, and I asked if she wanted to be my best friend. That made me love school even more. In first grade, we were in the same class. First grade was really fun. I loved my teacher, we had an ice cream party at the end of the year. Obviously, that was the highlight of it all! Second grade, Olivia and I were separated. I had a big bond with my teacher. It was over the Boston Bruins. Both of us absolutely LOVE them. I even invited her to a Bruins party! My twin sister (who was in the room right next to me) said while we were at the library my teacher was crying and showing her teacher the card I made her. Although, she’s pretty tough, I couldn’t imagine her crying. She also came to my First Communion to support me. One of my favorite grades. Okay, moving on to third grade! WOW. My teacher….. He was the teacher that everyone wanted. He was hilarious and he was so nice. I was a teacher’s pet in third grade. He made us all laugh, and he had this thing called Ticket Friday. He would hand out tickets to the students, and we would put the tickets into our “ticket bags” and write our initials on them. Then, we would count our tickets and whoever had the most would get two prizes or a coupon. In case you’re wondering, the coupons said stuff like,” Have lunch with your teacher and a friend.” or,”Sit in the teacher’s desk chair for a day.” His chair was very comfy. After we counted, we put our tickets into a big container and he would pick them out and whoever he picked got a coupon or two prizes. My initials are FL and so whenever he called my initials he would say,”Floridaaaaaaa!” It would make everyone laugh. And I always got a ton of tickets, so I always hit the jackpot. 

A whole different paragraph for fourth grade. From the start of it, I liked it, but then we started to get a whole lot of homework and there was too much work. I’m not gonna lie, my teacher was nice. But it was the first year I left without crying my eyes out on the last day.