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Omg. Today was a good day! ^__^ I knew it would be! *giggles!*
I went to 1st period. Emoed myself through it with Ms. Morehead's book. Skeletor is making us read her book. someone is slightly self-centered, but you didn't hear it from me. I would much prefer to read my book about autistic children that is writtin from an autistic childs POV than her's, because said book is as dry as the Sahara in the summer.(Humor me.)
Jason was in a good mood. Colby was in a stressed, but good mood. Kelly was charming as ever. Me and Ama were pleasant with eachother. Everything was good.
OH! ^__^ Ama and I started a pea(nut) war at lunch. She threw a pea at me. and it went down my shirt and onto my shirt so I through a peanut out of that nasty chex mix my mom makes at Ama. Then at Gabby(it was an accident.. my aim with peanuts is horrible.). So we all started throwing things and I threw some at Jason so he got in on it and it was fun. It was one of our better ideas recently.
Lerchie let Colby and I go outside after we took our test(which took 8 minutes tops) and so we worked alittle on the correction of the fic, and I decided to acctually be good and write sometime soon.
DEADLINE
Tues-1page
Friday-1+2=3pages
I think I am going to use Monty Python - I like Chinese for the bonus in Drama class. I hope to have that finished by Wednesday. I will work on it alittle this weekend if I finish my rough draft tomarrow.
I went to Mr. Crain's funeral today. I couldn't help myself. I started crying so hard. Right now I still feel like I am going to cry. I just.. loved that man. *sigh* well everyone has their time. It makes me so sad. He was the nicest man ever. He taught me piano since I was 5, everyday throughout elementary school. 5 times a day in middle school. 2-a-day last year, until my hands started going freaky. Its just so unfair. He was such a good person... such an amazing man.
Okay, enough with the sappy Elisabeth. She isn't supposed to be sappy. ... and the truth sounds oddly cliche when coming from me.
I feel poetry.
Glimmer, Fading light
shine with all your brilliance
for one day
you shall say
farwell unto this place.
How can you,
my dear boy,
run everyday as that
when the man before you
died at the drop of a hat.
I live in hope
to honor you
your memory
my mentor
they cease to know.
I went to 1st period. Emoed myself through it with Ms. Morehead's book. Skeletor is making us read her book. someone is slightly self-centered, but you didn't hear it from me. I would much prefer to read my book about autistic children that is writtin from an autistic childs POV than her's, because said book is as dry as the Sahara in the summer.(Humor me.)
Jason was in a good mood. Colby was in a stressed, but good mood. Kelly was charming as ever. Me and Ama were pleasant with eachother. Everything was good.
OH! ^__^ Ama and I started a pea(nut) war at lunch. She threw a pea at me. and it went down my shirt and onto my shirt so I through a peanut out of that nasty chex mix my mom makes at Ama. Then at Gabby(it was an accident.. my aim with peanuts is horrible.). So we all started throwing things and I threw some at Jason so he got in on it and it was fun. It was one of our better ideas recently.
Lerchie let Colby and I go outside after we took our test(which took 8 minutes tops) and so we worked alittle on the correction of the fic, and I decided to acctually be good and write sometime soon.
DEADLINE
Tues-1page
Friday-1+2=3pages
I think I am going to use Monty Python - I like Chinese for the bonus in Drama class. I hope to have that finished by Wednesday. I will work on it alittle this weekend if I finish my rough draft tomarrow.
I went to Mr. Crain's funeral today. I couldn't help myself. I started crying so hard. Right now I still feel like I am going to cry. I just.. loved that man. *sigh* well everyone has their time. It makes me so sad. He was the nicest man ever. He taught me piano since I was 5, everyday throughout elementary school. 5 times a day in middle school. 2-a-day last year, until my hands started going freaky. Its just so unfair. He was such a good person... such an amazing man.
Okay, enough with the sappy Elisabeth. She isn't supposed to be sappy. ... and the truth sounds oddly cliche when coming from me.
I feel poetry.
Glimmer, Fading light
shine with all your brilliance
for one day
you shall say
farwell unto this place.
How can you,
my dear boy,
run everyday as that
when the man before you
died at the drop of a hat.
I live in hope
to honor you
your memory
my mentor
they cease to know.