you can ryhme! all my poem do NOT ryhme at ALL! :D! and the second home thing is so awesome! (i think I actually have like 5.. no... 8.. homes) (that's places I consider home. wait. 9) (I love so many people and places that I have a lot of homes. I wish everyone could have more than one home)

YOU MAKE ME WISH TO BE BACK AT CAMP! *glares hatefully* ah whatever- very true, me likes so much! You're like, Poem Girl! *imagines super hero flying around* ah... yes. Now I'm pining for Camp...*clutches heart* AIE! AIE!

I feel this same way about my class. Oh...I'm getting all worked up...sorry. I'm in my 8th grade year & my class is like my second family to me...they mean so much...I can't think about leaving them yet...sorry...this is good, keep it up. ^_^ Bye for now.