Obsessed Wtih Warriors?

(This is my own list -- the other one I found online. These all apply to me. ^_^)

How to tell if you are obsessed with warriors:

1) You give all of your pets warrior names.
2) You give all of your friends warrior names.
3) You can recite every book without thinking.
4) You want to be a Clan leader when you grow up.
5) You refer to your calssmates as other apprentices.
6) To you, the cafeteria is Four Trees, and your homeroom is Camp.
7) You refer to classes as "training sessions".
8) All staff are warriors, and teachers are metors.
9) When you eat, you call your food "fresh-kill".
10) You've read all of the warrior books at least four times.
11) You try to bing up cats in every conversation.
12) Your teachers (mentors) refer to you as "Samm...meow!"
13) You dream about being a forest cat all day and night.
14) You name your stuffed animals after the charaters in the books.
15) You make videos about warriors on YouTube.
16) You grow your nails long so that you can have claws.
17) You imagine yourself in battle wtih another Clan during a dodgeball game in gym.
18) You want to download the print from online and make a "Clan T-shirt".
19) When angry, you hiss (and/or growl).
20) You make a list of why you are obsessed with warriors.

MEOW!

A New Concept

Okay, so everyone knows that JB is my enemy, right? Well...I've decided that it's really pointless to hate someone. So, I've stopped hating. That doesn't mean that I like her now, but it means that I don't hate her.
I don't even know why I hated her in the first place. I mean, what's she ever done to me? Besides taking my fame away from me, stealing my friends, taking over my spotlight of glory, being prettier than me, beating me in singing, interupting my only tmes along with people....No, stop. I don't hate her. I...don't. Just don't.

In Tech Class

Yeah, so I'm actually in Tech class righgt now. I hope she doesn't find out, because I don't know if I'm supposed to be on this website. *flinches* But I'm done my work (four days early) so I'm bord, and I haven't written in a while.
I keep looking over my shoulder as I write. One kid just asked me what I was doing. Sketch....
Anyway, it's Friday tomorrow, and you know what that means...Yup! It'll be my day on SomethingOverRated! Dang, no spell check on this computer.
Oh! My mum gets back from England tonight! She's been gone for about two weeks, because she went to visit our family who live over there. (Plus, she doesn't have to work anymore, so yeah.)
What else..?
Um. It was supposed to be a snow day today, but it wasn't. Did you know that there hasn't been one single snow day this year? NOT ONE! And I was really hoping for a snow day today, because I had to get up at 5:30 this morning. FIVE THIRTY! Crazy, I know. But Al wanted to sign me up for swimming so here I went...Only, I get freaked out of deep water, so on tuesday we had to use the brick and I nearly dorwned. Okay, I didn't really drown. But I thought that I was going under, so I flipped out and had to go to the side of the pool. I'm also affraid of hights, bugs, fire, failing, and yelling. Am I messed or what?
Kaitlyn and I may do something for the Deminican Republic fund-raising concert. Like, sing or something. But Kaitlyn isn't here today, and so I can't talk to her about it. Tanisha was all like "Where is she? She'd better freakin' show up because we were supposed to go see Dear John today after school!" And I was like, "Ohhhh she's in trouble!"

Sigh.

Okay. I'll go now. But you know that you love hearing me talk nonsense about things no one cares about. YOU KNOW YOU DO.

~Samm

Long Time No See

Wow. How long has it been? Too long; I agree. But I'm very happy to announce that Kaitlyn Jade and I have started a colab channel on YouTube! It's called SomethingOverRated, and you should really seriously check it out!
I promise to write more another time, but it's really late, and I'm supposed to be in bad right now...hehe hi mom. (No, it's a good thing she doesn't read this. Actually, nobody reads this...)
Oaky, well, here's the link to our channel:
CLICKS HEYA TO BE TRANZPORTEDZ!

Bye!

Obsessed Much?

25 Ways you know you’ve been reading to much warriors:

YES

1) You set your watch for when the next book is coming out

2) You name your cat a warriors name

3) You name yourself a warriors name

4) You think every tabby cat is Tigerstar’s child

5) You keep your food in a pile

6) You use cobwebs instead of band-aids

7) You think your dreams are prophecies sent by StarClan

8) You think your parents are from two different Clans

9) You ask to go to the Medicine Cat instead of the doctor

10) You can recite the whole first book without thinking

11) You hate alley cats because they work for Scourge

12) You think that you should have an Apprentice

13) You ask your parents if you can go to the Gathering every full moon

14) You belong to more then one warriors RPG site

15) You stay active on more then one RPG site

16) You call the road outside your house the Thunder Path

17) You walk around with a pin that says what Clan you belong too

18) You spend more then two hours a day talking about Warriors

19) You hold a naming ceremony for you’re your siblings

20) You chew Cat Nip when you have a cough

21) Your afraid of Shadowclan

22) Your in love with one of the cats

23) You refer to your dinner as “fresh kill”

24) You write a page called “25 ways you know you’ve been reading to much warriors”

25) Your reading this (a warriors forum) right now

Shades of Red

 This is a poem, written by Jade Hong, inspired by Alexandria Phillips.

Shades of Red

I dream in shades of red

My day crash-coursing

Through my head

I dream in shades of red

In my dreams I fly high

Forget the shoes of lead

The sky is waiting in shades of red

I dream in shades of red

They are to me

My water and bread

I dream in shades of red

No blues or greens

The only color in my head

My world is waiting in shades of red

I dream in shades of red

The way I felt

The things he said

I dream in shades of red

Close my eyes

I’m off to bed

His face is waiting in shades of red

THE END