Well, today could have gone better...
'Ya know, sometimes when you should, you just can't win...
If you don't want to hear my pathetic dribble then skip this section.
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For the longest time, people have told me "Hey! You should run for Class President." "Sure," I'd reply. I never really took their word to heart. But when I heard it from more and more people, I finally considered it. I quickly got a form and scouted out 25 signatures. No problem. I was one of the first people to get their forms in. I thought ' This was easy! I'm gonna win for sure,'... I thought.
It had been a week or so and I had been doing the whole president gig. Making promoses, deals, and running mates. I had even stopped my evilness... For those of you who know me well, that's one thing that I rarely, rarely do. My compitition was tough, and they were quite the opposide of me, accually. Where I was one trying to get this appointment by all I could, they were simply using their popularity and their charm. I was giving my all to this cause.
I entered school this day; the day of reckoning. It would be my day of glory, my day of triumph. The ballots were spread out, the people voted, and were collected. I waited egarly for the announcements that afternoon for my official victory. Such a let down it was... The word spread like wildfire. The name called... was not mine....
All of my work, all of my deals, all of my effort that I put into my campagin, Couldn't overcome the power of popularity...
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My Language Arts teacher loaded me up with homework... again. I need to get out of her class...
I got switched into a new advisory group. This one is MUCH better than my old one for a few reasons.
1) It's in the science room with the science teacher which are both good.
2) It consists of NO stupid kids which is better
3) But by far the best part of it all is the fact that it's basicly half of my old LA class which rocked.
Science was good as usual.
Math... well... I've never 'liked' math, one could say.
Spanish was crazy, like always. I think the blood stain in the hanging light just proves that she's got bodies stashed up in the celing.
And Gym... well... It's another class I've never been to fond of, but today it was alright. We had to do this grip thing that measured your power in kgs, I got highest in the class. The rest was nothing special. That's alrgiht...
Now I'm home... kinda sad... but ya know, what else is new.
My sister and her friend came home with their story. (this was the real convorsation about a kid in my grade for all of you who don't know) "On our way here, we saw that kid... Jonny Angus. He was running home to get his cleets," My sister had to say. "Ya know, that kid's gonna grow up to be cute kid." "Yeah," Hannah agreed, "He was so cute.. I just wnated to hug him." And as they were leaving, I caught something about " Having his babies"... but I think they were just kidding... least I hope.
That's all I have to report today. We'll see tommorow.
"Upon my end shall I begin
forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet the end"
If you don't want to hear my pathetic dribble then skip this section.
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For the longest time, people have told me "Hey! You should run for Class President." "Sure," I'd reply. I never really took their word to heart. But when I heard it from more and more people, I finally considered it. I quickly got a form and scouted out 25 signatures. No problem. I was one of the first people to get their forms in. I thought ' This was easy! I'm gonna win for sure,'... I thought.
It had been a week or so and I had been doing the whole president gig. Making promoses, deals, and running mates. I had even stopped my evilness... For those of you who know me well, that's one thing that I rarely, rarely do. My compitition was tough, and they were quite the opposide of me, accually. Where I was one trying to get this appointment by all I could, they were simply using their popularity and their charm. I was giving my all to this cause.
I entered school this day; the day of reckoning. It would be my day of glory, my day of triumph. The ballots were spread out, the people voted, and were collected. I waited egarly for the announcements that afternoon for my official victory. Such a let down it was... The word spread like wildfire. The name called... was not mine....
All of my work, all of my deals, all of my effort that I put into my campagin, Couldn't overcome the power of popularity...
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My Language Arts teacher loaded me up with homework... again. I need to get out of her class...
I got switched into a new advisory group. This one is MUCH better than my old one for a few reasons.
1) It's in the science room with the science teacher which are both good.
2) It consists of NO stupid kids which is better
3) But by far the best part of it all is the fact that it's basicly half of my old LA class which rocked.
Science was good as usual.
Math... well... I've never 'liked' math, one could say.
Spanish was crazy, like always. I think the blood stain in the hanging light just proves that she's got bodies stashed up in the celing.
And Gym... well... It's another class I've never been to fond of, but today it was alright. We had to do this grip thing that measured your power in kgs, I got highest in the class. The rest was nothing special. That's alrgiht...
Now I'm home... kinda sad... but ya know, what else is new.
My sister and her friend came home with their story. (this was the real convorsation about a kid in my grade for all of you who don't know) "On our way here, we saw that kid... Jonny Angus. He was running home to get his cleets," My sister had to say. "Ya know, that kid's gonna grow up to be cute kid." "Yeah," Hannah agreed, "He was so cute.. I just wnated to hug him." And as they were leaving, I caught something about " Having his babies"... but I think they were just kidding... least I hope.
That's all I have to report today. We'll see tommorow.
"Upon my end shall I begin
forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet the end"