This is what will happen if you play with fire.

Mr Faye, I read the Catalyst on Friday too but after I put up the blog and saw how the text color was all messed up, I tried fixing it but nothing worked so I didn't wanna put up another messed up blog. So anyway back to the book,  I liked this book but if I were Kate, I would fill my pockets with stones. I don't think I could constantly share my room with somebody, never mind the girl who made life living hell for me. So Kate Malone's father is a priest and so when the Litch's house caught fire and they had to live somewhere else until the house was all fixed up, of course you know he was gonna offer his home. So Teri Litche was not what you would call a nice warm welcome person, or honest. She's kinda like BOOM all up in your face, and she's not scared to beat the crap out of someone. She was mean to Kate when they were in elementary school and then mean to everyone in high school. This is why I feel bad for Kate cause this is not some girl whose house had a fire, this is Teri Litcher, of all the freaking people in the world she had to share her space with the girl who made it her mission to make her life hell on earth when they were younger. Teri pisses me off in the beginning, but as the book goes on you kinda see a little more and learn more about her life. For example Mikey is not her little brother he is her son, figures. But when you find out that it's cause of her father, you kinda sit there for a second just thinking to yourself about how horrible that is. Then you feel sympathy and kinda get a better understanding of why she is the way she is. Back to how Teri pissed me off in the beginning, she has no freaking shame. She stole Kate's watch at a dinner made for the needy in Kate's house, that's number one. Number two the first night that her and Mikey slept there the next morning Kate woke up to find that her necklace from her boyfriend Mitch, was around her stumpy neck. If that were me I would have tackled her to the ground right then and there and shoved pepper up her nose, but that's just me. But of course Kate doesn't say jack so Teri gets away with it. That's number two, there are a lot of other things that Teri does that pisses me off but those two seem to jump at me the most. When Mikey dies from being electricuted, when you read that it kinda punches a whole in your stomach, cause that's just an awful thing for the family and friends that were all helping with the house and Kate and her friends and her dad and brother. With that happening the grief and mourning brings Kate and Teri closer together and it makes Teri seem more human. I think Kate was very strong for putting up with all the crap with Teri, but lets face it. That much irony, can only happen in a book.

Reading really passes the time.

Mr. Faye, i got the books you sent me today and i finished two of them already. Like you said the I heart you, you haunt me book took me like two minutes to read, it was a really good book. Lisa Schroeder is a very brilliant writer, i really liked how the whole entire book was written in like a poem formation. It was cool to read something differently like that, it gets boring reading the same formation over and over again. It was kinda sad reading it though, cause her boyfriend Jackson seemed like a really nice guy and that they were really in love and all that other gushy crap. That little dare game they had seemed fun, its fun being dared to to something awesome every once in a while. Something that you would never do unless someone dared you too cause sometimes people are to scared to go ahead and do it themselves, and maybe some people like having the attention and audience, and the cheers and applause that come after they complete the dare. I don't do dares anymore cause the last time i played that game i was swimming in a sea of perverted people and that kinda dampered my outlook on the dare game. Anyway, at the end when Ava told Jackson that he needed to leave that he didn't belong there anymore and it wasn't right this way, but that she would always remember what they shared together and that she would always love him. Then he told her "okay I'll leave but only if you give me all your guilt to take with me." that was really sad for me, but after she says her sorrys and lets go of the guilt, and he leaves when you read it a wave of peaceful kinda swipes over you and its like for a spilt second you become Ava and all the relief and peacefulness she finally gets, you experience it along with her. I think its great that Ava had all that support from her family and friends and i freaking love what she says at the end when shes sitting with her friends on her birthday; "I feel thankful for the best gift of all, it's the one wrapped around my heart with a big pink bow- then never-ending gift of friendship."

My love affair with English.

I love English, it's the one thing I'm 100% sure that I'm gonna have fun with this year. My English this year is the bomb diggity compared to last year. My English teacher last year was a poor excuse for a teacher who claimed she was an excellent teacher and the only thing she wanted to accomplish that year was to hopefully pass on her "genes" of loving and being great at English. She had spelled welcome wrong on the board, she spelled it like this "welcom" and a i heard a message on the wind later on saying that it had been there all day but no one decided to say anything. Until 6th period, the kid sitting behind me who kinda smelled like bad pickles, had said in a nasal voice "um excuse me miss not to be rude or anything of the sorts" he stopped coughed a really guttural unpleaseant noise then continued "but you spelled welcome wrong on the board." She stopped what she was doing whipped her head around stood still for a minute then said "well so i did" and started passing out papers, "well aren't you gonna fix it?" she said no that it was and that it didn't matter. Umm i'm pretty sure it does it spelled WRONG and this is English for crying out loud! Doing the English she assinged really sucked, it drained my love of English right out of me and she took it and flushed down the toliet. I was in an English coma, i did not expect to be woken up, until my new Engilsh teacher this year threw a couple of awesome books in my face and gave me back the intrest and spark i had for English. I now have newfound hope that every English teacher in the future, will not end my love affair with English.