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Well, third quarter report card grades are in. I have straight A's and a god damned C+ in math (78 percent). But I tried. I really did. Oh well.
Kitty finally had her kittens! Last Sunday, for like a 3 hour period from 8:30 to 11:30 AM. I was beside her the whole time, helping her deliver. It was a great experience - witnessing the gift of life. I'm not trying to be corny though, I really mean it. I was astonished. She had three little black kittens. And they reside in my room. It's fun. They are so darn cute.
I caught a cold recently and I've lost my voice because of it. It's funny. It's a great excuse for you to not have to read in class. I've found it quite handy. And several of my friends think it's the funniest thing in the world. So funny, that with the voice that I do have left, my friends have forced to be the narrating speaker for their voicemails (on their cellphones). Flattering. I sound like Peter Brady in that music vocal puberty episode.
In language arts, we had to write a poem for an assignment to write poetry on someone we have really strong feelings about, whether be love or hate. And since I already did an ode to Nick in class as an assignment, I didn't want my teacher to be like THAT'S TOO REPETITIVE... so I wrote my poem on my hate for George Bush. My poem kicks ass. Mrs. Helton read it to the class. Comment to me if you want to read it, aned I'll send it to you. It's pro shit.
Tonight was my school's airband performance. It's like a concert thing with the school, and it's a dance performance with winners and stuff. As Nick, Keith, and I got in line to get our tickets, the ASB advisors told us they couldn't sell any more tickets because the whole building was booked. That's bullshit! But you know what that means? V.I.P. BABY!!!! Ha ha, the three of us snuck through the locked gates/fences, dodged the night custodians, and snuck in through the back (behind the curtains). Some of our friends hooked us up with a place to sit (on the side of the curtains behind there) but we could still see, and it was free, so it was all good! But we decided to leave after 4 or 5 different acts because we didn't want to risk getting caught. There would have been serious consequences. So we chilled in town for a bit, and then went home. That's basically it.
Mr. Doxey's last day teaching was today. I was sad. I aide for him, and we've become really close. But I know we'll stay in touch. And I found out that for the last quarter, Mr. Duncan is going to be the long-term sub! I guess I already know him! Ha ha (he's my long term substitute math teacher right now). Speaking of which, Mrs. Reagan returns in a week or two. What a horrible thought. Fuck. Ha ha.
Sunday is me and Nicks's 6 month anniversary. Still going strong! I am so happy. If we can get any money (we're both broke...ughhh) I am going to snake us a ride down to North County Fair, go shopping, out to dinner, or see a movie or something. Just a little date celebration type of thing. Hope it works out well.
I am very tired so I'm gonna go. Goodnight.
Kitty finally had her kittens! Last Sunday, for like a 3 hour period from 8:30 to 11:30 AM. I was beside her the whole time, helping her deliver. It was a great experience - witnessing the gift of life. I'm not trying to be corny though, I really mean it. I was astonished. She had three little black kittens. And they reside in my room. It's fun. They are so darn cute.
I caught a cold recently and I've lost my voice because of it. It's funny. It's a great excuse for you to not have to read in class. I've found it quite handy. And several of my friends think it's the funniest thing in the world. So funny, that with the voice that I do have left, my friends have forced to be the narrating speaker for their voicemails (on their cellphones). Flattering. I sound like Peter Brady in that music vocal puberty episode.
In language arts, we had to write a poem for an assignment to write poetry on someone we have really strong feelings about, whether be love or hate. And since I already did an ode to Nick in class as an assignment, I didn't want my teacher to be like THAT'S TOO REPETITIVE... so I wrote my poem on my hate for George Bush. My poem kicks ass. Mrs. Helton read it to the class. Comment to me if you want to read it, aned I'll send it to you. It's pro shit.
Tonight was my school's airband performance. It's like a concert thing with the school, and it's a dance performance with winners and stuff. As Nick, Keith, and I got in line to get our tickets, the ASB advisors told us they couldn't sell any more tickets because the whole building was booked. That's bullshit! But you know what that means? V.I.P. BABY!!!! Ha ha, the three of us snuck through the locked gates/fences, dodged the night custodians, and snuck in through the back (behind the curtains). Some of our friends hooked us up with a place to sit (on the side of the curtains behind there) but we could still see, and it was free, so it was all good! But we decided to leave after 4 or 5 different acts because we didn't want to risk getting caught. There would have been serious consequences. So we chilled in town for a bit, and then went home. That's basically it.
Mr. Doxey's last day teaching was today. I was sad. I aide for him, and we've become really close. But I know we'll stay in touch. And I found out that for the last quarter, Mr. Duncan is going to be the long-term sub! I guess I already know him! Ha ha (he's my long term substitute math teacher right now). Speaking of which, Mrs. Reagan returns in a week or two. What a horrible thought. Fuck. Ha ha.
Sunday is me and Nicks's 6 month anniversary. Still going strong! I am so happy. If we can get any money (we're both broke...ughhh) I am going to snake us a ride down to North County Fair, go shopping, out to dinner, or see a movie or something. Just a little date celebration type of thing. Hope it works out well.
I am very tired so I'm gonna go. Goodnight.