So I'm kind of writing right now. I feel like it's going to be good since usually when I start writing, I get bored and lazy with it after maybe. Few hours. I've been at this story for months now. Y'know, perfecting it, revising and all that jazzzzzz.
So yeah I just want to actually finish it before I post it. I'm really afraid that eventually I will get bored with it and not update or something and I really don't want that to happen because I hate when other people do it, ugh.
-on a totally unrelated note-
Tomorrow is Thursday and I have gym first period bleh. I got an A in gym for some reason. Don't ask why, I'm the least athletic person anyone could ever meet. Maybe my gym teacher thinks I'm trying...?
Also, instead of having the gym to ourselves like my class does on Mondays, we have to share it with...
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...*looks left* *looks right* *whispers* eighth graders.
The meanest, smelliest, most foul mouthed people to ever walk the earth. They show no mercy. I'm so scared.
I don't ever, ever, ever want to be an eigth grader. Which is silly considering I'm a seventh grader but whatever.
-another totally unrelated note-
So today in Math club, we were split up into groups. Thank God I had Roxanna, she was the only person I knew. But there were two others also: Jasmine( a seventh grader like me) and Cameron (a sixth grader). Cameron was sitting across from me and we talked a lot, he's a smart d00d. So the period ends and our team (the penguins, I came up with it *pats self on the back*) finishes in 5th place (bleh) but the point is, Cameron stood up.
Woah.
He was so short, like not even reaching my shoulder. Turns out he was sitting on his feet across from me. You can never know how tall a peron is when they're sitting down. Trust no one.
That's all for today, d00ds
-Bailey
