Thursday, August 25, 2016
Update Time! - Summer Reading
Okay, so you know how I was complaining about summer reading. Well, good news! I didn't die!! I also didn't actually finish the books. So what happened was... One the first day of school (August 15th-ish), I walked into the English classroom and he said, "Pull out some paper and a pencil, you are doing an essay". So pretty much the first two days were essays and then the third day, we had a quiz. On what? Eh, I have forgotten. I think it was on the syllabus or something. Anyways, since I didn't read the books, the first day I bull-crapped my way to writing random stuff... Then the second day, I had gone home and researched the books, I went in there and wrote two essays. I remember they called us to the office in the middle of class to go get English textbooks and I had my friend Conner (not sure how to spell his name, its either Conor, Connor, or Conner, but most of the time we just call him Connie. It's kinda an inside joke) explain the whole book to me in about 5 minutes! I'm honestly not really too sure how I did on the essays. I checked my grades and he never put them in as a grade... Maybe it wasn't graded?
Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Summer Reading
I hate reading, don't get me wrong - reading is amazing, I love reading books on my own time, but I absolutely hate forced reading. If I am forced to read a book, I procrastinate so much (like right now, I am supposed to be reading but instead I'm procrastinating by blogging about procrastinating on my Summer Reading). You would think by English 3 they would get rid of Summer Reading. If you are gonna make me read three or four books already in school in a semester whilllllle I'm reading books of my own, don't you think we shouldn't have to read Summer Reading? And the books they pick for Summer Reading, ugh, awful! I have to read a book - about 400 pages, with the font size as small as possible - and it's so... boring... and the writing! Ugh! They use the word "and" too much - WAY too much. Just... UGH!
Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Webkinz
So yesterday I went to the dollar store and I saw this cute Webkinz for a dollar at the store. A dollar? I remember when I payed $50 for one of those gold Webkinz things! And when regular Webkinz used to be like $15 dollars each! What happened?
Well, anyways, I logged onto my old account and I have about 27 animals on there! Not to mention this huge asf house I built where each animal had a room which was no smaller than the medium sized rooms. I also had this kitchen which was very nice btw, and I had a fancy bathroom. Here are some pictures I took of the house.
Well, anyways, I logged onto my old account and I have about 27 animals on there! Not to mention this huge asf house I built where each animal had a room which was no smaller than the medium sized rooms. I also had this kitchen which was very nice btw, and I had a fancy bathroom. Here are some pictures I took of the house.
A Map Of The House
The Classroom
The Dining Room
The Bathroom
Jack's Bedroom
The Kitchen
Twitch's Bedroom
My Sister Always Gets Her Way
I am so sick of my sister right now. If she doesn't get her way, she hits me. If she wants me to play with her more, she screams and fusses. If she wants something of mine, she asks my mom for it, even when I have already said no. It bugs me. Mind you, she is younger than me. Her punches don't (usually) hurt. But she is really getting on my nerves lately.
She is only nice when she wants something. A few minutes ago, she hit me and somehow I got in trouble. Yea. Me? How come? For yelling at her to stop hitting me. Woooow. So dangerous and punish worthy, eh? Right. So anyways, she came up to me just a second ago, while I was cooking rice, and asked in her "princess baby voice", "Could I have some rice, pretty please?". Umm, of course... Not!! First, I don't have any rice left. Second, it's a waste because it has BBQ sause in it and I know she won't eat it. Third, she just hit me! You want me to be kind?! Yea right!! Forget it kid!
She is only nice when she wants something. A few minutes ago, she hit me and somehow I got in trouble. Yea. Me? How come? For yelling at her to stop hitting me. Woooow. So dangerous and punish worthy, eh? Right. So anyways, she came up to me just a second ago, while I was cooking rice, and asked in her "princess baby voice", "Could I have some rice, pretty please?". Umm, of course... Not!! First, I don't have any rice left. Second, it's a waste because it has BBQ sause in it and I know she won't eat it. Third, she just hit me! You want me to be kind?! Yea right!! Forget it kid!
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