Playing my Cards (Another School day)

Today was like any other day but for fun I'll go through all of my classes from today.

I start in the morning. I get out of bed at 6:10. Some days I get up at 5:45 to take a shower (like every other day). Despite Audra taking an extra long time in the bathroom it was just like any other morning.

Advisory/Homeroom: When I got to school my feet were completely frozen from walking and it took almost all of Advisory to get them warmed up. My advisory teacher is Mrs. Hakewill. She nice I guess. We really don't do much. I mostly just talk with my friend Jared. Today however was reading day so I couldn't talk much.


Social Studies: We are doing a project on a person influenced American history. I'm doing General George S. Patton with my friends Sam W., Jared, and Eric. Today we did a little research for the project and the kid next to me was amazed by the fact that I could copy the whole screen by using the "Print Screen" button.

This is where it is. I actually used Print Screen to make this picture.

Health: This is supposed to be a family friendly blog so I'll skip telling you about this class.

Art: I originally took this class to get some high school credit but now I think that it wasn't worth it. The teacher is really weird and always seems to make our artwork worse by telling us to do things that aren't necessary. We all got excited only to later be disappointed when we thought she was going to be fired when she asked a girl if she was doing drugs. The girl got mad and complained to the principle.

French: I thought last year that this would be a fun class but I was horribly wrong. French is extremely boring. Yesterday and today, the sun was shinning just right through the window so I entertained my self by making shadows with my hand. Yesterday, Sam H. who sits in front of me stuck out a sheet of paper to make it clearer and Melissa, Sam H. and I all started laughing really hard.
A few weeks ago I said to Sam H. wouldn't it be cool if we learned kswahili in french class. He took me seriously and asked the teacher who said no. He always takes me seriously like when I said we could try to get our Art teacher fired again (joking) by saying that she put down a students work. (That is sort of true, it's just a little exaggerated.) He did it and complain to the principle only to get a detention. I really wasn't meaning for him to do it. Anyway, Sam H. has begging the teacher if we could learn Kswahili for weeks in til finally today he taught a the word Mbwa which means dog. I think he did it just to get him to stop begging.

Math: We did what we do everyday pretty much. We did our test review for the test tomorrow.

Earth science: We are doing a lab where we see the effect of erosion on rocks and my partner, David and I, and Sam W.'s partner Christina were competing to see who could get our rock the most eroded. Christina's probably the least involved in this. So far my Partner and I are ahead of them.

Lunch: Lately, the people who sit at our table, Jared, Eric, Sam W., Jacob, Alex, and me have all been combining our lunches and then picking from the pile. It makes our lunches a lot more interesting.

Earth science: Some days we have Earth science twice but it was mostly just a continuation of the last Earth science.

English: We went over our practice New York State ELA test. I usually don't like these tests cause the questions are usually poor.

I then stayed after to work on my Social Studies project with Jared, Eric, and Sam W. in the earth science.

Major edit

I'm sorry I haven't posted in a long time, It's hard to post when you don't have a lot of time and really there isn't much to right about. Most days its, I went to school (not much exciting things happens there), I go to swim practice (we swim), I go home and go my homework, I go to bed. How exciting.

Lately for Computer class we've been typing these really boring reports that the teacher already has written. So, I've decided to rewrite it. Here is the origonal.


-Respect is as old as life itself. But it has been deteriorated enormously in our society during the past twenty years. Sociologists tell us it’s because we’ve become too wrapped up in ourselves. We’re into our own thing; we look out for Number One. We don’t have time to give others the consideration which was once considered normal. That’s now the exception. Yet, respect is still the most important quality a human can have.
MANNERS
Call them anything you want—courtesy, respect, politeness, kindness, consideration, etc.—our manners are who we are. We’ll always be known by the way we treat others. And the way we treat others will always be a key factor in determining how successful we become.

Here is the new much better verison.


Respect is as old as life itself, you know, at least 10 years. But it has been deteriorated enormously in our society during the past twenty years. Yeah that’s right we are crushing the rights of the average citizen. We are to wrapped up in our selves. Don’t hug yourself when you could be huggin’ someone else. We’re into our own thing; we look out for Number One. For example: 13, 21, 111. All of these examples have ones in it. How about the number 6! Or 4! 4s and 6s shouldn’t be segregated man cause I have a dream. A dream that 6s and 4s can live and work together thus making 46s and 64s. We don’t have time to give others the consideration which was once considered normal. If you don’t have time make some. Try skipping homework and stuff. That’s now the exception. Yet, respect is still the most important quality a human, half ape that’s mother’s uncle was a rhino can have.
Manners
Call them anything you want if you dare but you must first sign a waiver and pay $ 96.67 in legal fees once you have experienced the full power of the dark side. Well whatever, the only point I’m trying to make is that manners is who we are. It’s a large blood cell that is located in the lower intestine. We’ll always be know the same way whether or not we have manners so just have manners just for the fun. It’s not like anyone else cares. Bottom line: The only way your opening that locked chest that I just left on your front porch is by getting this key from this guy named factor once you successfully determined his middle name.

That is how I have radically changed the perspective on respect.

Labled Knee

I wrote this on my knee during youth group the other night and as a result a ton of people at school have asked me why I labeled my knee. I labeled it so I have enough space in my brain to remember the more important things.

Recently, at lunch, at school, the people of our table have found a new source of entertainment. In exchange for food, we get my best friend, Sam, to go over to another table and do something weird. Today in exchange for some dry Cinnamon cereal, we got him to go over to the table with an apple, Sing "I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss." Take a bite of the apple and pretend to faint. I had a good laugh. Their responds, one of them came over and yelled at me and said to stop sending him over because he was getting annoying.

In English we have to write a memoir for school. So I was thinking. My blog consists of almost 80 memoirs. So what's stopping me from just copying one of my posts, not like I'm planning of doing that or anything.

Slugs (or Macoroni)

This is simply just a piece of macoroni that both my dad and I thought looked like a slug. I certinly like the taste of this slug!

Strangers (or neighbors) in you front lawn

Today, while over at my Sam's house (Sam is my best friend), we were called over by my sister and Sam's Sister (who are best friends also). They pointed out that there was a family picnicking on their front yard. I asked Sam if he knew them and he said he didn't. Audra however told me that we knew them. They turned out to be our neighbors and they had asked what Audra was doing here as she had biked up to the house. We decided to leave them alone and not tell Sam's mom knowing she would make them leave. We decided it was just way to funny to make them leave. Hey, they were brave enough to have a picnic on stranger's front yard that's good enough for me. We almost told them that there was a public swimming pool in the backyard. However, we couldn't leave without a picture.

So what would you do? Would you make them leave?