To be perfectly honest with you, I was worried last night, when I wrote the very first post. I was wondering what I would do if today turned out boring. I don't want to bore you people to death, after all. Then I could get sued for murder. Anyways, boy was I wrong. Today was absolutely nuts. Let me tell you, so far, this month, there has not been a wackier day.
So today was 'Jersey Day' or 'Most Influential Day' at my school. The idea was to dress up as the person who most influences you, or as a sports player. So I decided to dress up as myself. After all, I wouldn't have done anything if it weren't for me, right? Apparently, no one else thought of that except Steve, a guy who just came in 6th grade. Nobody likes him, and he has a weakness/superpower. His face is arranged so that it's nearly impossible for him to not smile. One time, someone beat the crap out of him, and he kept on smiling. Even when he's crying, he's smiling! Tell me that's not freaky. (psst rhetorical!) Anyways, that's beside the point. Some people wore some pretty strange things... For example, Josh wore a really long sweater, and it went down to his ankles. I think he was supposed to be a priest. Either that, or a ghost. Evangeline, a really sweet girl, who is adored by John but doesn't like him back and still is my friend, thought it was Friday (since Casual Friday is for wearing comfy clothes), and wore pajamas. Everyone else in my class dressed randomly, as far as I saw.
Today was also one of our gym days, so the girls got changed and went up to the girls' gym. There, we continued the unit we began last time, in which we make our own game. We worked in groups, specifically our old volleyball teams. I was part of the 'NET OF FIRE', and had such high hopes. High hopes that eventually came crashing down faster than a falling net that was on fire. That's how bad we were. Our greatest achievement was being tied with another team for last place. Anyways, I mostly did the ideas, while Cynthia typed, Yuri, a very bratty, emotional bitch who is still my friend and is pretty cocky, making her pretty bitchy, thinking she can take over the world by hitting people, sat and criticized everyone, doing nothing else, Julia offered suggestions, being the nice, quiet, polite person she is, Genevieve helped other team members to understand the game, and Gracie came up with stupid ideas that I personally hated. When the teacher approved our game after a few changes, we tested it out on a much smaller scale. Since there were six of us, we went 3 on 3. The teams were Cynthia, Genevieve, poppll VS Yuri Julia, Gracie. We beat them, and it was all thanks to me. We couldn't have won if I hadn't ran around the gym like a crazy person being chased by a rabid lion. My parents must be so proud.
Then, during lunch, Misty brought a book to read. However, when she finished her lunch and went outside, she left her book there. I don't know if you've read it; it's Rick Riordan's 'The Sea of Monsters'. Anyways, I was one of the last to leave, and the last among my little 'table of friends' (because I'm too mainstream for a circle). I saw the book and didn't know it was Misty's, so I just left it there. Later, right after Math, Misty came up to me, asking if I had seen her book. I confirmed that it was 'The Sea of Monsters', and explained that I had left it on the cafeteria table. This made Misty absolutely FURIOUS! She yelled at me for not getting it for her, to which I replied, 'YOUR BOOK IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY!' I muttered a few curses after that, but for the sake of the possibility (the very slim one) that your mind is totally pure, similar to Genevieve's (she doesn't know what gay means! I'd like to keep my best friend that way, thank you very much.) Anyways, the Math teacher heard our little shout-fest and went in (she didn't hear the curse) to say, after I yelled the whole book+responsibility thing, "You're right". All she said was, "You're right". But that doesn't even count before before she even said it, Misty was already in ELA. Fail.
So how'd you like my first blog? I know, pretty terrible, but keep in mind that I've never blogged before. Generally, it's turning out more like a short story. And even though I started at around 3:00, it's being posted around 10:45. Why? Because my mom doesn't know I'm blogging so I have to cover up.
Goodbye internet, and I bid you farewell. *cue catchy end theme song*
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