Ha Ha Health!

In our school there is a very strange tradition(Yes, there ARE many, so just shut up so I can tell you which one it is! Jeez.). At the end of every day we must write down three things that we learned that day. We do this on whatever scrap of material that our teacher feels like shoving at us. I can understand the "whoever they are" doing that sort of thing for first graders. In first grade I had functional memory enough to remember what I had learned. Also, I was probably enthusiastic about learning in first grade, so I was most likely happy to write it down. But in EIGHTH grade? Seriously? Do they honestly expect 13 and 14 year olds living in New York City to be enthusiastic about LEARNING? Or to have room in their brains to even remember anything about what they learned that day, besides learning that the person they like is going out with someone? This is really the sort of thing that makes you wonder how the people who thought of this ended up in charge of the education of minors.

I would also like to share a HILARIOUS experience I had because of these end of the day jots. We were in health class doing our beloved jots, and I was pointing out random things to a friend of mine sitting next to me. The last thing I said must have been pretty weird, because she laughed and wrote down as her final jot-
"My friend Casey sees things"
The next day, our health teacher pulled my friend aside and held up her jot. Ms. health teacher (whatever her name is) looked over her shoulder and asked
"In this jot, are you talking about Miss Casey Davis?!" in a horrified manner.

Now there are 2 choices that my friend could have made at this point. She could have, in all seriousness, nodded and said that she just wanted to find help for me. That is what I would have done. Or, she could have laughed incredibly hard and told Ms. Health Teacher that I was just being an idiot and she had nothing else to write. That is what she did. BORING!

Anyway, I just thought it was kind of funny that Ms. Health Teacher actually thought that I was schizophrenic. Ha! Old people.

You Make Me Laugh

Guess what! Someone whose opinion I value very highly thinks that one of my posts is funny! My dear friend Anonymous informed me of this in the form of a comment about my most recent post, "8th Grade. Fun fun fun." The following is an exact quote.

"anonymous said...
this post was funny"

Thank you my cherished Anonymous! Because you have informed me of this, I can now rest peacefully, for my life's work is done. I now have your approval, so I can now die with a happy heart, knowing that you think ONE of my posts is funny. Thank you. You have made my life complete.

8th Grade. Fun fun fun.

So I'm back in school. And this time it's for 8th grade. I have several things to say about this. Number one, wait, um, I forgot what I was going to say. Oh well. Your loss. But you know what 8th grade means? Yeah, I don't either.

I reckoned it wouldn't be too bad, you know? As long as I didn't accuse anyone of having acne I might survive. But guess what? We got NEW TEACHERS. Honestly, as if they didn't learn their lesson last year, in 7th grade. This year we have a new...

1) Math Teacher
2) Health Teacher
3) ELA Teacher
4) Spanish Teacher

That's just not a good move. New teachers are...NEW. Should they really be replacing teachers NOW? I don't think that 8th grade is a very good time to be changing things, do you? Do you know why? If you're (let's see if I can put this politely...) OLDER than you definitely know why. But if you're my age, do you know why?
Yeah, me neither. Oh well.

Movie Reviews!

I would randomly like to share with you the three -I mean, four- best movies in the world. I do not care if you disagree with me, because if you do you are wrong. Ok, so here they are... The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Supremacy, The Bourne Ultamatum, and The Dark Knight. The following are my movie reviews.

Bourne Movies
Well, all the Bourne movies are pretty much the same. Matt Damon running around doing a lot of awesome things and getting chased by CIA people who like killing people. Don't get the wrong idea. I absolutely LOVE seeing Matt Damon run around (heh heh heh). I also think that all three of them are fantastic movies. Just saying that all three of them are kind of similar. Just a little bit.

The Dark Knight
This movie was as dark as night, and about twice as long. It was INCREDIBLE, absolutely MESMERIZING. Unfortunately there were no hot guys who immediately come to mind, but I found that the guy with the long stringy mustache to be very attractive... Just kidding!!! Anyway it was an awesome movie.

Wow, my movie reviews are actually kind of lame. Kind of really lame. I'm not really saying anything. But hey, isn't that what my blog is all about?

Shallow vs. Deep

You know how in books they always say that people sigh deeply? For example,
"She sighed deeply after some very touching thing happened to her." or maybe
"He thought of the very fat girl and pictured her slipping on a wet sidewalk. Then he sighed deeply."
So I was thinking, what about SHALLOW sighing? I mean, do you sigh shallowly when you're thinking about yourself? For example:
"She sighed shallowly, wondering what she would wear at the party." or
"His sigh was shallow, because he was wondering what would happen if the fat girl fell on him."
I was just thinking, you know, in case any of the millions of famous authors who read my blog wanted to know any new words. So, um, there you go.