I'm at home right now, thankfully out of the way of the rediculously humid and almost-ninety degree weather.
I actually think it's cool to finally have a blog of my own. I've been promising myself for the past month or two that I'll make a blog tomorrow, but it hasn't happened until now. I decided I would try it out since I've recently become borderline obsessed to other peoples blogs.
Anyways, I've been home for nearly an hour now from school at NBMS, and are trying to think of the least lame way possible to start this out. I'm also extremely tired from the whole 5 hours of sleep I got last night.
So, where should I begin? I live in somewhat-small-town New Braunfels, Texas and I'm the third-youngest student in my grade. My 3 closest friends are Morgyn, Victoria (aka Tori), and JJ, all of whom's pictures will be posted when I get the hang of this. My parents have been divorced since I was nine, and I don't live with either of them.
So, take that in, and digest it as my intro.
ANYways, here's what you'll hear (read?) me talking (typing?) about, and I'll just start off as an intro type thing. I promise though, it won't be like this next time.
I finally finished my rediculous book-report for Mrs. Brooks. She's my 82-year-old Language teacher, and she makes it as obvious as she can that I'm the favorite in her class. She had the class reading one of three books, and I read Man In the Woods. She said something about it being out of print, and judging by the books condition, it's extremely believable. Man In the Woods is a pretty interesting book, and extremely easy to read, but I wouldn't recommend it unless you're a big fan of hundred-year-old mysterys being solved and discovered because someone heroin-addict wants to gough a 14-year-old girls eyes out.
I'm failing art.
Speech class is getting even more unbearably boring, but still terrifying. Our classes next assignment is to make a How-To speech. Mrs. Condor decided to take advantage of my hairstyle and the small chance she has for me to emphasize it, so told me to give a "How To Dye Your Hair" speech. I'm usually excited to get in front of class and have all attention, but there's one person in my class who makes it the most terrifying thing in the world. Harley Rogers. I don't know exactly why it is, but having his hazel eyes on me, is the worst thing in the world. I really don't like him, but it's just terrifying. He's intimidating, and it makes me feel icky.
Science class is still lame. Actually, not completely. Yesterday I was picked up early in class, and was caught texting about 10 minutes earlier, so my mom had to wait 20 minutes until the Teachers Aide went to the very back of the school, got the phone, and brought it up to the front where we were. When we got into the car, she said "So what's your teacher's name again?" and I told her, "Mr. Adams." so she replied, "Tell him he's a schmuck and retarded for making me wait." So I did. It felt nice.
I had a Spanish test today. I feel really good about it, and I can't figure out what everyone was complaining about.
I also had an Algebra test. I failed.
Tomorrow, I'm going to record everything I do. It'll be my "Best Day Ever" 'vlog', if you will. It's actually just a list of errands to run, but I want to make it a little more fun and record everything. I'll put it up on YouTube (or MySpace) as soon as I finish the editing.
Well, this is taking me alot longer than I thought it would, so I now see why the people who's blogs I read say that it had been forever. Not only that, but I'm about to leave for my moms house (it's her weekend) in a minute, so I'll get back and write another blog as soon as possible.
So please come on back and read if you found this in any way interesting, if you didn't, SUCK IT.
