February 23, 2011

So I am thinking about putting this in a blog tonight. And I can write in it everyday or try to at least. That way, even if I'm at my grandparents or one of the files corrupt, I will still have these entries. Today was a green day, which is my most favorite day. First period I have academic resource. Bradley has it too, but his is in another classroom. So we have PRT together… well, when I have PRT that is. Second period is English and my group goes downstairs to work because there isn’t enough room for all of us to have a computer since we have to be in Mr. Kniermens (the algebra 1, 2, and pre calc teacher) room instead of the actual English room. The English room doubles as the art room. Bradley has art that period and he works out in the cafeteria, where my group works for English. So we get to see each other then too (: Then third period we both (Bradley and I) have world history together, and we are in the same group too. Then we both have lunch together. I didn’t sit with him at lunch today because Justin and Rachel wanted me to sit with them. Then fourth period I have algebra and he has world language (Rosetta stone) so in close to the middle of class he gets a five minute break and I ‘go to the bathroom’ and we meet in the back stairwell and talk and then we kiss before going back to class ! It’s funny how such a small thing can make me so happy. I then have to go to south and then ride the bus home. I HATE the bus. It still smells like a garlic marker and some weird cleaner. This kid named Brandon had a marker and it smelled like garlic, or it was supposed to. Anyways, it stinks sooo bad. And he decided to break it on the bus. The whole bus smells like that still, more than two months later. Plus, kids were writing with sharpie on the seats claiming that they owned that seat so our bus driver tried to clean it. Not only is the sharpie still there, the bus now smells atrocious. Our bus driver is a crazy b*tch anyways. My mom even agrees. Last year she drove by my house twice cause she passed it first then picked up the kids in the neighborhood then circled around and went by it again. Well, a lot of times I would miss it the first time around and then catch it on the second trip. That pissed her off so much. So she threatened me that she just wouldn’t pick me up. One day it finally happened and my mom was livid. My bus stop is the front of my house and its dark when it comes in the mornings. So we have a porch light and would turn it on when I was riding. You could see clear out in the street with it on. So she decided to play the ‘I didn’t see her’ card. I don’t ride the bus in the mornings anymore. Well, that’s basically all for tonight. Love you. Night <3