So you know that one post about the stuff i wanted for my birthday? Well lucky me ain't gettin none of it. I feel as if this'll be the worse day of my life. I know i sound so negative and should look on the brighter side but right now i see no brighter side. All i see is a deep, dark abyss with a swirling storm and little ol me walkin through with nothin but a blanket it on. I feel extremely cantankerous that i can't stand it. I literally want to blow my brains out metaphorically. (Haha did i get you there?) Anyway i'm extremely angry that i might explode but according to science (thanks Mr. Campos) that wont happen. Thank goodness. Before i go i want to state teachers that'll go down in history for me:
My 1st kindergarten teacher (i remember her name just don't feel like lookin up how to spell it):She brought me a powerpuff girl coloring book with glittery crayons when i was super sick close to dying when i was 5
My 2nd kindergarten teacher Mrs. Gilbert: Her class was a K/1st split and i didn't think about it then but that meant a lot.
My 1st grade teacher Mrs. Stone: Again her class was a 1st/2nd split and that was cool. Plus she was extremely nice.
My 2nd grade teacher Mrs. Macy: Once again her class was a 2nd/3rd split and the last split class i had before i moved to Kansas. She also made me clean up spit i spit on the floor because i put a puffball in my mouth (Not my brightest moment) and then started talkin about how that'd make people sick and how once she had throw up coming out of her nose XP. Then she cried to the whole class about how we were messing up her stuff and she made me cry too so that's when i realized i was soft. And that was also the last time i saw my bff Asia.........
My 3rd grade teacher Mrs. Kenny: The first time i saw her name i pronounced it keeny like zucchini
My 4th grade teacher Mrs. Nix: i had some fun and drama in that class and her last name was the same as my cousins last name
My 5th grade teacher Mrs. Morris: At the end of a performance she told me and benji to scoot closer to hide her pregnant stomach
My 6th grade math and social studies teacher Mrs. Emerson and Mrs. Glass: Mrs. Emerson always "claimed" i showed too much chest and Mrs. Glass was pregnant
All my 7th grade teachers:They made that year the best year ever and they were all really nice except Mrs. Lott the math teacher. It wasn't that she wasn't nice she just had the same problem mr 6th grade math teacher did. This year so far my reading,science, and social studies teacher: My reading teacher Mrs. Shoulders's class so far we've been on computers and that was cool. My science teacher so far is harsh and mean. I don't like him but i respect him and he was the first person to ever make me think. Finally my social studies teacher Mr. Halcomb told me the meaning behind the lyric "You can call us aaron burr from the way were dropping hamiltons" I'll never forget that so yea that's it.