It was the being 8th grade the year was starting great. 8th grade was the best year possible. I was in show choir that was fun. I managed to break my toe danceing in show choir. I continued playing violin threw the year. It was a little hard in the class tho cause of my snobby stand partner.
My teachers were pretty great I liked most of my teachers. The class felt like they went on forever and ever. We did some fun things in my class. We did a orgontrail thingy in my social studies class. We had different groups witch were our "wagons". We also had a science fair that wasn't much fun. 8th grade was a good year I really had no problems that year. Things were great till we had activity day I went to the mall again. I had problems with this once chick who thought her shit didn't stink well she learned it did. Ever since that day she hated me and I hated her.
It was getting close the end of the year and we had graduation to think of. We had to choose a song to play in orchestra and to sing in choir. We had to get everything set up on the gym. I went dress shopping to find the right dress. Before we graduated we went to Mt olympus. When we went to the water park on went on rides with my friends. We went in to the wave pool were I ended up getting hurt. I sprang my wrist in the wave pool. I know it sounds dumb but it happened. I got dragged under by the wave and banged against the wall. But I still had a great time.
The next day was graduation it was the best thing ever. I was happy to finally leave and go to the high school. We sang counting stars for choir and played barn yard bash in orchestra. We had our own little party for 8the graders only. It was the best day of my life. Before the party ended we danced to cupid shuffle.
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