Thursday, November 8th,
I guess I kind of forgot to mention that on Tuesday, our vice principal pulled me a side and asked me if I wanted to be the female speaker for our Remembrance Day ceremony happening on Friday (tomorrow). I, of course said yes. When I told Mary and Summer- since I was with them when she pulled me a side-, Mary looked all mad and Summer just kind of froze in place. This would have been right after Jenna stormed off.
Yesterday, the vice principal got the guy, Barney, and she got us our scripts. She asked who wanted to be speaker one, and speaker two. I wasn't sure which one, and then Barney just rushed in and said he would be one.
After when I looked through the script I saw that speaker one had way more parts then speaker two! Totally unfair, I was asked first!
Today Barney and I were called out of class to do the practice assembly, with everyone who is in it. We worked on our lines, and practiced with the microphone. You know how I had thought Barney was reading more then me? Well turns out that all my lines just happen to be right before all the little kids sing, so I asked, and I get to introduce all of them! Meaning I get to read more!
After going through and then going back to class, everything was pretty normal, nothing super exciting happened, its not like a superhero came or anything.....
Through a villain is a different story.... and I am totally not talking about Jenna here, ha, ha, what.. are you- okay so just shut up about it!
Anyway, if they just happened to be a villain anywhere, my ANA would kick in! Then I could save the day! (Maybe, depending on who needed to be saved...)
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I don't really know if there was anything funny or anything in this one, so, uh, if you wanna vote or comment, go ahead, I won't send Destiny the rabbit after you.
-Total reference, check out, "Lost in her Imagination" ( or even "Lost in my Imagination")for more information!
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My Grade 8 Drama
Non-FictionMy days are dull, filled with my longing for school. Yeah, I know, not the funnest subject, school, insert gagging sound here. But that's not me, I love, love, love, LOVE school. Follow me in my grade 8 year, there is a 90 percent chance of days fil...
