Diary of A Ms.Intelligent

January 17-In Trouble

Dear Diary,
     My,my,I don't know how to explain everything that happened yesterday. I just don't know how. Le-le-lemme start this all up (As you could see,little KZ might be in trouble lately). It all seemed as a perfectly fine day that exact moment I went to school. Well,at the back of it all, you probably guessed it. There were problems ahead. 

     I arrived in my classroom finding out that I was not late not like always (my teacher was not yet in the room)! Wow! Honestly, I was a bit surprised then but all my classmates were standing and going place to place. They stared at me for a moment as if they really saw a ghost (I really liked this simile). They all became silent for a sec. (I wanted to break the silence) then resumed to what they were doing. What was so important looking at me? Is there anything wrong? Why would I be a center of attention? It just freaked me out, but I just pretended I didn't want to disturb them (but I really wanted to do it) and headed to my chair.

     After sitting ,I was called by someone. Wait,that voice was familiar. It was JC (For more info,JC is the top 2 in the honor roll of our class)! Just to break my silence, I asked JC why he was calling me (Wait for the answer,wait for it.OMG!). 

     "I just wanted to ask you, what is the meaning of spreadsheet?" (That guy's actually dumber than I thought. Hahaha. Just kidding!). 

     I want you to know that first of all, I don't want my classmates relying on me especially in group works. Secondly, why would a top 2 ask that kind of question?! I was about to burst into laughter when he asked that. 

     Before I even answer his question I asked him first, "Why did you ask? Seems like an easy question, JC (I was trying not to laugh at the middle of saying this) .". 

     "I-uh...umm..well, I don't- you will probably laugh it out loud." He said worriedly. 

     "No.I wouldn't laugh, I promise (Oh!What a lie).". 

     "I didn't understand what it meant. Then,you would laugh. Haha,nice K-Z." He answered. 

     I bursted out into laughs. I couldn't handle the pressure. Suddenly, Ms.Lenndia entered the room.Everybody immediately rushed to their seats,including me. 

     "Ahem...What were you all doing when I was not yet here?" Ms.Lenndia asked us curiously while heading over to her table.

     Nobody in our class answered. Everybody feared our adviser, Ms.Lenndia. One time she just stormed out of the room infront of us because one of my classmates (Not to be mentioned) offended her. It was needed for all of us to be involved in making Ms.Lenndia feel better again. We don't want the same thing to happen yesterday, that's why there was silence. Ms.Lenndia was irritated because of this silence so she just continued to do what she was used to, making us all happy. 

     On our 1st subject, Math, Ms.Carla told us that there would be an activity done by partners in our book. She selected us pairs and guess what, JC is my pair (I didn't want this to happen, JC is not really that good in Math)! It was a curse (Well,Kayzra,you are overreacting. This was not really that much of a problem)! First,he made me solve all the questions. All he done was write, write, write and tell me that my some of my answers are incorrect (Aren't we supposed to do it in pairs?)! Gladly, when the time was over, our 2nd subject was Music. In our Music time, Ms.Lenndia taught us some beats that are really pleasant to hear, but can be done by our hand (Clapping,tapping,etc.). Recess was next after our Music period. My classmates were always calling me Kayzri (Well,some even call me "Baby Kayzra"). I didn't like what they call me,it makes me feel like a baby. I just kind of like those names because they're a little cute .

     After eating our snacks in the cafeteria, we had our Science subject. One of my classmates, Diego, borrowed my English notebook. He was looking at my seatworks in it when, our Science and Math teacher, Ms.Carla, saw him not listening to her so she confiscated my notebook. Uh-oh.  Ms.Carla looked at it and found out that it was mine. She put it at the top of the table and continued to discuss the lesson. After Science time, she gave my notebook back to me and told me that don't let my classmates borrow my notebook in other subjects if that is not the subject in that class hour. I was really ashamed. How I wished I was not in school that day!

Your kind-of-in-trouble friend,
Kayzri