Tuesday, September 18th,
Frustration levels with Cameron and Summer... very, very high.
Today I was wearing my new sweater and on the bus Cameron decided it would fun to pull the white strings to make the one side longer, then he did this thing where he pulls the hood over your head and holds it there. I couldn't even breath! And he did it twice!!!!!!!
So in class Mary was back, and I told her I would help her with her Math, but Summer got in before me, 'cause it was raining and she left me! And you want to know what happened, I pointed out to Mary how to do it 'cause she looked confused and Summer turned to me and said, in a very snippy tone, "I already taught her how to do it." The only reason she knows how to do it, is because I showed her how to do it yesterday!!!!!
At first recess, since it was an indoor (stupid rain!), Mary and I decided that we were going to ask if Mary and Summer could switch spots, because I help Mary with her work.
But before lunch, Mary, Summer, Lexi and I were called out to the hall by Mrs C, the vice-principal. We had to explain to Mary that we are in the primary helpers. We went to the activity room and she told us our partners. I was with Summer, but I really didn't want to be with her, I wanted to be with Mary. So it was lucky that Savannah was there, because then Savannah asked Summer to be with her. So Mary and I got to be partners!!!!
We went back to class-should I mention this was Geography with Mr Kews?- and we had to grab our stuff and go, because the bell rang. We had Mrs Batons class, and Mary was scared! Mary had Mrs Baton in grade 3, and she says Mrs Baton hates her, she said Mrs Baton doesn't hate me 'cause I have been in Spirit Seekers for the past 2 years.
I wonder if she is doing it this year...
Well anyways, we had a nervous time, we didn't want to seem like the bad guys, I mean, their in Miss Baton's class, she is like the worst teacher, I don't want to seem mean, but she gets you in trouble for being a kid. What kind of teacher does that? Well other then Mrs Baton that is.
Since it was an indoor, we didn't know if we had to stay, we were just standing there, and a teacher came up to us, we told her we had a choice, and she told us we could go then. But she didn't say it, like nicely, it kind of scared Mary and me. A lot. We really didn't want them to be mad at us.
We went back to the classroom, and we just caught Mr Arves, but then we couldn't decide who would ask him, I said Mary should because she's the one that would be moving. She told me, I should tell him because her throat really hurt, 'cause she was sick all weekend and yesterday. So I walked up to him and said, "Mary has something to tell you!"
So she asked, and of course, Mr Arves couldn't be one of those teachers, that if you ask them to move you, he will. Oh no, he told us it was okay with him as long as it was okay with Summer. Great, just great. No way, on this Earth is Summer going to let Mary and I sit next to each other. And that's what happened. 'Till the last bell, Mary and I endlessly tried to convince her to let Mary sit in the middle to of course, no avail.
That's when my hostile side came out.
I wanted this, I wanted to sit beside Mary so, so bad. We haven't been in the same class for the past 3 years. Mary tells me that she has sat with Summer for the past 3 years since they have been in the same class. But Summer still won't let Mary switch, even when we told her this fact.
I decided to take matters into my own hands. I apparently have a talent for being mean and rude. If someone is going to say it about me, why not make it true? But man... Am I good at being mean and rude! I started ignoring her, and when she asked me to help her with work, I would just shrug and go, "huff," and keep working. I was not about to give her answers so she can just turn around and act smart! That's not even fair!
But of course, I had to sit with her on the bus...
Bus. That reminds me. I haven't ranted about Cameron yet. How could I forget? HE TOOK MY HAIR CLIP AGAIN!!!!!!! He says he will stop once he gets new headphones for his I-Pod... THEN WHY DOESN'T HE GET SOME?!?!?!?!?
I think that's all I need to cover that I didn't already cover in past entry's.
Now, where was I? Oh yes, on the bus. So on the bus I had to sit with Summer, and for the first time I noticed, that Summer must like Cameron, because she laughs at almost everything he says or does. What annoys me most is that everyone thinks Cameron likes me because he has been bugging me (Insert shudder here-I haven't done that in so long! I missed it so, so, so much!). And well, I was talking to someone in front of Korey (Drako!), and I pointed at Korey and said "Drako" without even noticing. Until after I said it.
I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time!
Yeah, that was the highlight of my day! I had to explain to him why I call him that. It was funny!
At home, not much happened, I went on the computer, watched some "Teen Wolf," (another of my favourite TV shows!). I went for a walk with my Dad, remember the 5.4 km one? Well yeah, we did that, and it was cold!!!! Half way through it started raining, then it started drizzling and the sun came out. We got not one one, but TWO rainbows. DOUBLE RAINBOW! Of course, I started humming the Double Rainbow song (The song on the side, and the picture is kind of what it looked like, except, the outside one wasn't so clear). It totally fit, since it was a double rainbow all the way across the sky! The outside one even did it! There are two things I have never seen on a rainbow or double rainbow that I saw with these:
1. That you could see the purple on the inner one! The purple! I have never seen that, all the colours were perfect and pretty!
2. That you could see the outside rainbow go all the way over the inner!
On the way back it looked like the first went. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, THEN, Red, Orange and Yellow, AGAIN!
It was epic!
So um, yeah, that's what happened today! Wow, lots of writing, or I guess it would be typing. Talk tomorrow. Well not talk... me type you read!

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