Wow, reading other ppl's blogs puts me in the mood to post. I'll get on the computer, and think, i really don't feel like posting. Then i go through my normal list of blogs. Then all of a sudden, once i'm done reading, i just feel like I want to post. It's amazing.
Well, what happened today? (Didn't i say that in my last post, weird) Nothing much. We took some big reading test thingy. It's the kind that are supposed to take up 3 hours, but really all the classes get done in like, at the most, an hour and a half. So, you just sit there thinking, why on Earth doesn't Mrs. Borland just let us talk? All the other classes do actually get to talk after everyone is done with the test. But not my class. We just sat there. We were supposed to bring a book or something to work on. I brought a book, i didn't really care if we could talk or not. There's no one of interest in my class, so why talk? It would've been nice though if Mrs. Borland didn't keep yelling at the other kids to stop talking. Or not to talk loud during our "stretch breaks." We couldn't even move around the classroom during the "stretch breaks" It was kind of dumb.
Let's see, what else did i do today. In gym, we had more test thingys (what's up with all the tests?) It was the sit-up kind. I did pretty much the fourth worst in the class. That didn't surprise me. A lot of them were cheating. Why cheat? I don't know. After that we played bomb-the-medic, without the bowling pins. We only had like 15 minutes left. So, our team was kicking the other team's butt, cuz we got the medic down. So, they were trying to hit the backboard to get the medic up, there was only three ppl left. All of my team was still up and trying to hit the three people. Well, one of them got a lucky shot into the basket. Well, i thought, Ha! That was a good shot, but it didn't hit the backboard, the medic is still up. Well, Mr. Sibell said that the team that was about to lose, won because they got it into the basket. We've never used the rule! So, i started strategizing. I thought, we should get our medic out on purpose, and get a certain guy on our team to make a basket. He was making them from that far away yesterday when we were just sitting around. But we had to start getting ready to go.
I think it's an unwritten rule to yell out who the medic is once you figure it out.
tootles! :)
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Yeah, man, you got totally ripped off.
Really? It's kind of the opposite way with me. I read my normal list of blogs, then once I read 'em all, I don't feel like posting on my own. Mrs. Bore-land doesn't let you talk? That's dumb! We were all prancing around the room in Mr. Hovda's class, and when we were done we got to watch game shows.
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