Monday, October 20, 2008
Rec Tech.
i now got a new job at the rec center. I am a Rec Tech. i love the name cause it sounds all fancy. but you are like a janitor but do more things . You set up for like the birthday parties. It is way fun. I got to blow up balloons. I also work with my brother who is also a Rec Tech.
did my time
So i was late to school like always and i got detention... it really wasnt as bad as most people say it is. I actually kinda liked it better than school cause i just sat there and did all my work and got all caught up. so yes i was sent to i.s.s for a day.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
The Principals Office and the psycho teacher that sent me there
Yesterday, like usual i was late to school. It was my 7th time this year. So i got a note from the office and went to class. Right when i walked into class my teacher sent me to the office, but the weird thing was we were suppose to have a substitute. So i went down to the office and told the principal why i was in his office. He wrote me a slip for I.S.S ( In School Suspention.) It is this little room in the school where you have to sit in a small cubical. You cant talk or go to the bathroom. You don't get the passing period like everyone else either. So the principal sent me back to class cause i told him i couldnt have I.S.S. that day i had a talk in seminary. While i was walking back to class my teacher Mrs. Culpepper was walking to see if i actually went. She said "what was your punishment." I just told her i got (the panther den) that is what it is technically called in our school. She was like no you arent getting that . So she took me back into the office to talk to the principal again. She got me out of that and i have to read this thing on being punctual and write a paper about it. ( I would have rather been in I.S.S) Then they said if it happens again i will get it . Which i know that it will be next week. While Mrs. Culpepper was walking me back to class, and she said she went to school just cause she knew i was going to be late so the sub didnt have to deal with it. When i got home i called my mom balling cause i got sent to the office . Then she told my" future husband"that I was crying. ( long story)
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Blast from the Past
O.K. , My cousin Lindy did this on her blog so I thought I would try it too. Let me know which one you like the best.............
Yup, that's me in the 60's. What a super Hottie!
Yup, that's me in the 60's. What a super Hottie!
1994
I think I will stick with the 2000 + hair styles.
BUT I will probably look back at the styles today and wonder...
"what the heck I was thinking!?!"
I think I will stick with the 2000 + hair styles.
BUT I will probably look back at the styles today and wonder...
"what the heck I was thinking!?!"
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
a super funny song

- Twinkle, Twinkle, Patrick Star,
- I made myself a sandwich.
- My mommy named it Fred,
- It tastes like beans and bacon,
- And smells like it's been dead.
- Writing stuff is hard so I use a pointy pencil
- Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Point.
- P.U., what's that horrible smell?
- Drum solo!
- (Drum Solo)
- I have a head,
- It ends in a point
- Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Point.
- This song is over,
- except for this line,
- You win this round,
- Broccoli!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
What year do you belong in?
You Belong in 1993 |
![]() With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good! |
Monday, September 15, 2008
powder puff
The funnest thing about being a ninth grader is Powder Puff Football. That is where the girls are football players and the guys are the cheerleaders. There were two gold teams and two black teams. I was on the gold team. I got to play against both black teams. Of course my best friend was on one of the black teams. We had practice every morning at 6 am for a week. That was horrible. I was pretty certain we were going to loose but we actually won both games!! It was so awesome. I had my own little fan club off to the side. It was my best friend Kayden and his friends.
in play
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