School's out for the summer. No Irkus, Sooser, or the twins (who aren't REALLY twins) K. and J.
I will be back to blog in about a month 'cuz that;s when I go to my grandparents' house and blog from a super-fancy laptop about the day's adventures. And then School starts a month later sooo...
later.
Cheese Face out.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Day 10
Today we played Ultimate... Yes just Ultimate. It was Gym class OK?!? But we had to use this thing called a I don't even remember what it was called, cuz I'd be like that, what-cha: Huh?
But my team dominated the first round. We were the red team, which is good because red is my favorite color. But on the second round we were up against the Green team and they were like undefeated or something, man I don't know.
Nothing else, OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT! I passed my scale today. Not something I usually blog about, but I guess...
I need help.
Cheese Face out.
But my team dominated the first round. We were the red team, which is good because red is my favorite color. But on the second round we were up against the Green team and they were like undefeated or something, man I don't know.
Nothing else, OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT! I passed my scale today. Not something I usually blog about, but I guess...
I need help.
Cheese Face out.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Day 9
Today in Social Studies we had a "Code Red" drill. For those of you who don't know what that is, which is pretty hard to believe if you remember 9/11, Code Red is basically the school's way of saying, "Someone crazy is in the building, stay in your locked classroom and hide." Or, "There's a bomb, GET OUT!" I guess the call it Code Red so the don't cause a panic attack. But, as usual, Irkus, Sooser, K. and J. (I call K. and J. The Twins sometimes), screwed things up. Like the first thing Mrs. H. said in the bulletin was, "During a Code Red do not talk. It is imperative that you be able to hear what is going on." And what did they do? They talked.
So we were stuck in the back of the classroom for about 25 minutes. OK, the class room is 10'x10'x9'. There are 25 kids in my class including me. We were against the back wall which is 10'. Let's see, there are 3'6" from the wall to the desks. Now let's do some of that New Math. 25×10×3.5=NOT ENOUGH SPACE! Actually that equals 875, but you get the idea. Hopefully.
Cheese Face out.
So we were stuck in the back of the classroom for about 25 minutes. OK, the class room is 10'x10'x9'. There are 25 kids in my class including me. We were against the back wall which is 10'. Let's see, there are 3'6" from the wall to the desks. Now let's do some of that New Math. 25×10×3.5=NOT ENOUGH SPACE! Actually that equals 875, but you get the idea. Hopefully.
Cheese Face out.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Day 8
Yo. What up? Yeah, I know I've been slacking off. But I don't know what happened at school because I was sick. Well, allergy sick. They were baaaaaad. But, I'm stuck at my grandparents for the weekend, which I don't mind much. Except for the fact that my little cousins are here. I love them, but THEY'VE BEEN BRAINWASHED... BY DISNEY! *you knowdisneyboughtmarvelcomicssotheworldisgonnagomadandthey'llmakeanewspidermanwithhorribleactorsandohmygodit'sgonnabeterrible*
So now I'm watching an old and I mean OLD Hannah Montana BY FORCE! I can't take one more second of it. I already have obsessive-compulsive disorder (very mild), I don't need Insanity. No I'm not crazy, I'm advanced.
Cheese Face out.
So now I'm watching an old and I mean OLD Hannah Montana BY FORCE! I can't take one more second of it. I already have obsessive-compulsive disorder (very mild), I don't need Insanity. No I'm not crazy, I'm advanced.
Cheese Face out.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Day 7
Well, there are no hilarious or enraging anecdotes from S.S. or Pre-Al. So I will tell you my victory from gym.
We were playing something called "Kick Hockey" which is where you have a foam puck and you have to kick it. I think Mr. N called it a combination of soccer and hockey. But we played and Iggy McKnowitall was on my team as well as other guys. Note, I was the only girl on the team. There was another girl who was supposed to be o my team but she had a doctors' note and couldn't play. So anyways, we played... and played.... and played..... but I dominated. Though I didn't score any goals per se; I mostly was good at passing. And not getting hit in the head like I did on Tuesday. Only that was with a basketball. It didn't hurt. Much. So....... yeah......
Cheese Face out.
We were playing something called "Kick Hockey" which is where you have a foam puck and you have to kick it. I think Mr. N called it a combination of soccer and hockey. But we played and Iggy McKnowitall was on my team as well as other guys. Note, I was the only girl on the team. There was another girl who was supposed to be o my team but she had a doctors' note and couldn't play. So anyways, we played... and played.... and played..... but I dominated. Though I didn't score any goals per se; I mostly was good at passing. And not getting hit in the head like I did on Tuesday. Only that was with a basketball. It didn't hurt. Much. So....... yeah......
Cheese Face out.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Day 6
Nothing went on yesterday and yesterday's yesterday. But today, I was so angry I could like cause a hurricane. Or a repeat of Haiti. OR worse than a hurricane, another episode of Katrina. Yep, that's angry. SEETHING ANGER!
What happened you say? Well, a couple of kids in my S.S. class, specifically K., Irkus, and Sooser, were making fun of my fried frayed friend Miki (not her real name). They were saying things like, "They call me the Tornado" and "I love tornadoes". And the sad fact is, Miki is terrified of tornadoes to the point were I think she might go into the fetal position if you even gesture the word. I should probably stop saying it. We'll just say IT whenever IT comes up. So, in an effort to set the record straight for my F.F.F., I go over there and say, "Hey, first of all, Miki happens to be my best friend. Second, I'm sure you are terribly terrified of something and you wouldn't like it if I went and told everybody." There was a third thing: If I ever hear you say anything about her again, I'm-a come over here and smack the chap off your lips. But I left that out on account the school considers that a "terroristic threat" or some chiz like that. I wanted to say that, but it wasn't worth the ISS that follows.
Cheese Face out.
What happened you say? Well, a couple of kids in my S.S. class, specifically K., Irkus, and Sooser, were making fun of my fried frayed friend Miki (not her real name). They were saying things like, "They call me the Tornado" and "I love tornadoes". And the sad fact is, Miki is terrified of tornadoes to the point were I think she might go into the fetal position if you even gesture the word. I should probably stop saying it. We'll just say IT whenever IT comes up. So, in an effort to set the record straight for my F.F.F., I go over there and say, "Hey, first of all, Miki happens to be my best friend. Second, I'm sure you are terribly terrified of something and you wouldn't like it if I went and told everybody." There was a third thing: If I ever hear you say anything about her again, I'm-a come over here and smack the chap off your lips. But I left that out on account the school considers that a "terroristic threat" or some chiz like that. I wanted to say that, but it wasn't worth the ISS that follows.
Cheese Face out.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Day 5
Today we had Mrs. R.. She was cool. I guess. She was from France so no one could undersatnd her. The good news is she did correctly pronounce my name. =). We were learning aout France and Napoleon Bonaparte an such and such and such and such. But as usual the Prancies took control. K. asked why the French don't shave like Americans and how it was "disgusting" so Mrs. R. said we had to go to Option B which was read it by ourselves and answer EVERY single question.
Cheese Face out.
Cheese Face out.
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