Today our school held it's biannual picnic. It was fun, nothing special really. Sad though, because it's the last one my class will attended (unless they want to help out with kindergartners on the first day of our Summer.)
Well, anyway, it went as usual, the 7th graders whipped our butt at tug-o-war, the SG3 (that stands for Super Glue 3, because it's 3 guys practically glued together, they even like to whisper in each other's ears at Lunch. Surprisingly, they're popular. Don't know why, but they basically rule the guy kingdom, same way The Robots rule the girls. I have to say though, it should be SG2, because SG #3 is literally the third wheel, except he's not a wheel.) *****OFF TRACK ALERT*****sorry. Okay, where was I, oh yeah, The SG3 break something, at least one person brings candy and at least one person steals it, then we eat hot dogs; carrots; applesauce; and sugar cookies, at least one person gets hurt, one person gets in trouble big time, and a group of five people throw a football over a fence, and occasionally into a window.
This year I will stand out though, because this year I, not intentionally, made a scene during tug-o-war. Our new gym teacher was announcing the rules for the tug-o-war competition, (as if we didn't know already, everyone there has been doing it the same way at the picnic since kindergarten,) and I spotted the cutest 2nd grader in the world, Manny, stealing Robot #2's candy. A shocker because you don't expect the most adorable 2nd grader in the world stealing candy, maybe Robot #1's little cousin, Emma, who hates me, and in fact is evil. (She called me weird, ugly, and told me to take a hike in one sitting, when she was in fact the one that came to us.) Well, anyway, I yelled out "MANNY, YOU LITTLE THIEF!!!" At the top of my lungs. Everyone stared at me, the entire school, plus a ton of teachers and parents. And the only noise you could hear was R2's (Robot #2) hysterical laughter.
Oh, BTW, know how I mentioned how The SG3 breaks something once a year, this year they didn't break anything, even thought hey might as well have. They took my digital camera and deleted all my pictures on it, and then took a stupid photo of SD3v2 (Super Glue 3 version 2.0.) So now I have no pictures of the last school picnic of my life to remember the time by, or to stick in here. I feel depressed now. D":
No, I'm not depressed, just disappointed. So I'm going to go draw, as I realize I haven't been doing so since school started. Not even notebook doodles. That, for me, is an amazing feat. I can't even sit down with a pen and piece of paper without the urge to draw, I guess my complete focus on homework *grrr* has me lacking in time to draw. Well, I have a three day weekend to burn, so let the fun begin!
Yours in ink,
Casey Lynn
Showing posts with label 8th grade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 8th grade. Show all posts
Friday, September 04, 2009
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
First day as an 8th grader!
I have to say, today went swimmingly! I had stayed up very late the night before (aka, last night) and yet I wasn't a bit tired...for the most part :P.
*quick thought* When I put a smiley at the end of my sentence should I put a period after it, or put it after the period, or just leave out the period completely? If you can answer this, please inform me with a quick comment! Please! This question has been haunting me from the moment I learned how to make a smiley. It just looks so odd having a group of punctuation marks all moshed together.*end quick thought*
Well, anyway, we didn't have to switch classes today (very, very good, considering the fact that I despise English class. I'm so bad at English! You guys might have noticed :P.)
When I got there I found Bry and KT and we hung out a little bit, when these two people came up to us and asked us if we could watch their cute little kindergartner until school started. Oh that little girl was adorable she was the shortest 4-year-old I've ever seen, besides maybe myself when I was four. She loved to jump around, let me tell you. We played a lot of hopscotch.
You see, at my school, in 8th grade, we are all assigned 2 little kindergartners, sometimes 3, to watch in church, and to play games with, and to watch out for, basically we're supposed to be like big brothers and sisters, which is great, because I love little 4-year-olds. They are the CUTEST things on Earth, and they are so funny. Hilarious, even. You should have seen them play kickball today. To them, that giant ball rolling towards them is like the boulder in that one Indiana Jones movie (love the movies, but oddly enough the title of that one is lost from my mind at the moment.) Off subject, whoops! Okay, so the reason I was telling you about the kindergartners is because I was going to say is that I hope that I get to be the big pal to the little cutie I watched this morning. It's kinda no point now, though because I got so off subject.
So, we basically spent 5 hours listening to all the rules, and how things work, and everything about the new computerized newsletter/report card/lunch menu/notice board. Then we spent 15 minutes in social studies setting up our study guides, and then 1 hour in art because we had nothing else to do, and then we played kickball and chalk with the kindergartners for the rest of the day.
I can't wait to find out who my little buddy will be. I really hope it's one of the funny, small, hyper kind that always act out in the cutest way possible, and then I want a small little playful one that follows rule well. Only because the first one reminds me of myself, and I can handle it, I'm good with tiny kids, and the second one because, how cute would that be?
A little shy kid would be cute too, but the shy ones always seem to think I'm stupid. Or scary, or weird...
Well, anyway, I'll get what I get and I won't throw a fit (who ever made that up has serious rhyming problems.) I love little kids so much. I would never want to work with them on a daily basis though, oi, what a handful!
I hear swine flu is supposed to kill us all this Fall. Great note to start the school year out on, isn't it?
Well, I have to go. I'm tired for once in my life, and I have algebra at 7:30 tomorrow.
Best of hope for the new year (despite swine flu,)
Casey
*quick thought* When I put a smiley at the end of my sentence should I put a period after it, or put it after the period, or just leave out the period completely? If you can answer this, please inform me with a quick comment! Please! This question has been haunting me from the moment I learned how to make a smiley. It just looks so odd having a group of punctuation marks all moshed together.*end quick thought*
Well, anyway, we didn't have to switch classes today (very, very good, considering the fact that I despise English class. I'm so bad at English! You guys might have noticed :P.)
When I got there I found Bry and KT and we hung out a little bit, when these two people came up to us and asked us if we could watch their cute little kindergartner until school started. Oh that little girl was adorable she was the shortest 4-year-old I've ever seen, besides maybe myself when I was four. She loved to jump around, let me tell you. We played a lot of hopscotch.
You see, at my school, in 8th grade, we are all assigned 2 little kindergartners, sometimes 3, to watch in church, and to play games with, and to watch out for, basically we're supposed to be like big brothers and sisters, which is great, because I love little 4-year-olds. They are the CUTEST things on Earth, and they are so funny. Hilarious, even. You should have seen them play kickball today. To them, that giant ball rolling towards them is like the boulder in that one Indiana Jones movie (love the movies, but oddly enough the title of that one is lost from my mind at the moment.) Off subject, whoops! Okay, so the reason I was telling you about the kindergartners is because I was going to say is that I hope that I get to be the big pal to the little cutie I watched this morning. It's kinda no point now, though because I got so off subject.
So, we basically spent 5 hours listening to all the rules, and how things work, and everything about the new computerized newsletter/report card/lunch menu/notice board. Then we spent 15 minutes in social studies setting up our study guides, and then 1 hour in art because we had nothing else to do, and then we played kickball and chalk with the kindergartners for the rest of the day.
I can't wait to find out who my little buddy will be. I really hope it's one of the funny, small, hyper kind that always act out in the cutest way possible, and then I want a small little playful one that follows rule well. Only because the first one reminds me of myself, and I can handle it, I'm good with tiny kids, and the second one because, how cute would that be?
A little shy kid would be cute too, but the shy ones always seem to think I'm stupid. Or scary, or weird...
Well, anyway, I'll get what I get and I won't throw a fit (who ever made that up has serious rhyming problems.) I love little kids so much. I would never want to work with them on a daily basis though, oi, what a handful!
I hear swine flu is supposed to kill us all this Fall. Great note to start the school year out on, isn't it?
Well, I have to go. I'm tired for once in my life, and I have algebra at 7:30 tomorrow.
Best of hope for the new year (despite swine flu,)
Casey
Monday, August 31, 2009
I can't do it!
What was once excitment, is now fear. I just can't go, I'm nervous. I've never been nervous about the first day of school before, but now I'm terrifyed! I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach, but it isn't as pleasent as it normally would be.
I'm just nervous because I don't know what to do when I get there. I have a crippling fear of making mistakes, I know, bad Casey, but I can't help what scares me!
Oh, I just feel as if it's getting closer and closer by the second (which it is,) and I feel that it's too soon! I can't go! I want to try and calm myself down, but if you knew me, you'd know calming myself down isn't a talent of mine. In fact, I don't think I even have those natuarl calming abilities put in me. I'm very good a working myself up, though. I'm your typical drama-queen.
Off topic, sorry. Anyway, I'm just worried. The only way I can relax myslef is if I think that other people go through it too. The only way I can ever feel confident and strong is if A. I know I'm right, or B. If I know people have it worse than me. It's very selfish of me, I know. But it's the only thing that works.
Well, I think I'm ging to sleep, the sooner I sleep the better I'll feel, I hope.
Your's in fear,
Casey Lynn
I'm just nervous because I don't know what to do when I get there. I have a crippling fear of making mistakes, I know, bad Casey, but I can't help what scares me!
Oh, I just feel as if it's getting closer and closer by the second (which it is,) and I feel that it's too soon! I can't go! I want to try and calm myself down, but if you knew me, you'd know calming myself down isn't a talent of mine. In fact, I don't think I even have those natuarl calming abilities put in me. I'm very good a working myself up, though. I'm your typical drama-queen.
Off topic, sorry. Anyway, I'm just worried. The only way I can relax myslef is if I think that other people go through it too. The only way I can ever feel confident and strong is if A. I know I'm right, or B. If I know people have it worse than me. It's very selfish of me, I know. But it's the only thing that works.
Well, I think I'm ging to sleep, the sooner I sleep the better I'll feel, I hope.
Your's in fear,
Casey Lynn
School Bells Ringing
Oh my God! I can't wait for school! First day, tomorrow. I just won't be able to sleep tonight, I know it! But I don't care, I'm going to finally be an 8th grader. I remember being younger and looking up to them, how tall they were, how intelligent they were (well, most of them.) I couldn't wait to be the big fish in a small pond. Now i'm there, and I look at myself and feel a little let down, I'm not tall, I'm not mature, I'm not responsible. I guess when I was younger they just seemd the way they were by comparison. I'm sure they felt this way, too.
It doesn't matter at all though, because I'm going back to school! I love school so much, and by the way I get excited by the first homework assighnment of the year, you wouldn't guess that I was so lazy. I have to say though, every homework assighnment after that loses it's excitment. Dramatically. And every day of school gets duller as you move on, but that's the way it has been since the beginning of time. We spend our childhood wanting to be a "big kid," we spend our teen-years wanting to grow-up, and we spend our adult years wishing we had it back. Same relationship between school and Summer, the grass is always greener.
I really do love school, though. If there was no homework, I would wish school was a year-round thing. I just love to learn new things. My Summer days are never filled with fun and games, but me sitting on my laptop reading the news, or looking up tutorials. Or maybe I'm watching Shark Week on Discovery. It's all because I love to learn. I'm like my Mom in that way. She always say's that she wishes she could get paid to go to school. I'd have to agree. That would be brilliant.
Well, anyway, today I cleaned my room. Boy, that was fun. Thank God my year's worth of crap wasn't that bad. I stuffed most of it in my closet, though. But only because most of it fell out of the closet from last year's cleaning. I looks good, besides the mountain of junk pilled up on my desk and sidetable. I have too much stuff, and nowhere to put it.
Well, I have to go. I've typed everything from today's happenings. Wish me luck for school!
Your's in excitment,
Casey Lynn
It doesn't matter at all though, because I'm going back to school! I love school so much, and by the way I get excited by the first homework assighnment of the year, you wouldn't guess that I was so lazy. I have to say though, every homework assighnment after that loses it's excitment. Dramatically. And every day of school gets duller as you move on, but that's the way it has been since the beginning of time. We spend our childhood wanting to be a "big kid," we spend our teen-years wanting to grow-up, and we spend our adult years wishing we had it back. Same relationship between school and Summer, the grass is always greener.
I really do love school, though. If there was no homework, I would wish school was a year-round thing. I just love to learn new things. My Summer days are never filled with fun and games, but me sitting on my laptop reading the news, or looking up tutorials. Or maybe I'm watching Shark Week on Discovery. It's all because I love to learn. I'm like my Mom in that way. She always say's that she wishes she could get paid to go to school. I'd have to agree. That would be brilliant.
Well, anyway, today I cleaned my room. Boy, that was fun. Thank God my year's worth of crap wasn't that bad. I stuffed most of it in my closet, though. But only because most of it fell out of the closet from last year's cleaning. I looks good, besides the mountain of junk pilled up on my desk and sidetable. I have too much stuff, and nowhere to put it.
Well, I have to go. I've typed everything from today's happenings. Wish me luck for school!
Your's in excitment,
Casey Lynn
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