6th of December2000 and 12

Okay, I know I said Saturday, but if I did that, I would forget everything.

So, Tuesday.

Signs.

Yes, signs. I've noticed that signs, unless they are right in your face, get completely and utterly ignored. People were driving in on a one-way road that went out, parking in no parking areas, loading passenger in no loading places.

What has become of the human mind?

Also, PE. We played volleyball. I fail at tossing. Epically. Also, short game of girls versus boys. One girl was being a damn sissy about it. Granted, I would've just let it pass by me, still… She was being a damn over acting idiot about it. She was all "EEEK!" with her arms wiggling about. Gah. I greatly dislike her. Get along at times, though, since I keep that stuff in and lie my butt off.

Wednesday. Epicosity happened.

We made strawberry jam. As in HOME. MADE! DUDE! Teachers said it was better than the one they bought in [insert place], and they are basically the center of strawberries around here! DOUBLE DUDE!

Also, Computer time(Yes, we have a subject for computer). We were asked to make a fake flyer for a restaurant if we had one. I called mine "Dine & Dash Halloween Bash"! Which is basically Halloween themed, and has the slogan "Haunting people has never been THIS yummy!" which people mistook as cannibalism. It wasn't, mind you. I meant that scaring people had never been delicious, meaning the food is awesomeness.

Then, I though about Christmas. Think Christmas tree decorated with plastic bats and fake spider webs which had plastic pumpkins filled with candy for presents, also the one giving gifts would be Dracula instead of Santa. No, I have not gone mental. I have gone awesome!

Thursday, which is today.

We were gonna have a clean and green campaign thingy. Didn't happen 'cuz of awesome rain, so we cleaned the classroom instead. Most I did was sweeping. I WANTED TO WIPE THINGS!

Yes, I like wiping things. Was whining the whole time about it until I got a damn rug. Whatever, I got to wipe and that's all that matters.

Tomorrow's Mr. and Ms. Foundation day, so that should be good, except I don't enjoy pageants. I make fun of the contestants. Whatever, so long as class isn't much.

Next week, we've got exams. Expect nothing to happen during them. Except me failing Math. It hates me, I swear.