Today was pretty good, I guess. My mom and I were supposed to go out today, bt she had to work, so we are supposed to go out tomorrow. I sure hope that we do. I miss spending time with her. Sometimes I hate my life because it seems so messed up. I got to spend some time with my dad today, though. We talked and watched television together. It was really nice. I did my chores for the week, but all I have to do is wash my clothes for Tuesday. I have to go back to school that day. That sucks. It seems like this four day weekend has come to a close almost to soon. Like it's ending this fast. That's what last summer felt like. I hope that this summer passes be a litle slower. Just rag on by. That would be really nice to have that happen again. Then when I go back to school, I wouldn't be complaining that this summer went by toquickly, but that it went by nice and slow. You know that this one teacher wrote and essay that there should be year around school. I wonder what was on her biscuit. The essay said that there shoudl be year around school because so much is forgotten over the summer, and that we spend half the school year reviewing things tat we shoudl already know. She said that there would be atleast a two week break betwen every season including the breaks that we already get. I disagree so strongly with that. I spend about ten months in school each year. I don't plan on spending three hot a** months(yes, I did curse)in there, when the school itself is hot or warm or whatever you want to call it. Sometimes I wonder what grown people think about. The don't remember what it was like to be a child do they. Caught up in there own little world because the think that they run something. I'm not sayin to give attitude to the grown folks, but they do need a wake up call every once and a while. As soon as they hit the age of twenty, they forget everything. They sem not to remember the nice summers that they had. It's like we had good time, but you can't have yours. That just angers me. I have a nice few well choiced words for that teacher who wrote that essay for year around school. If that essay comes true that I shall stop going to school. I will take it abck to the sixties and I will start a boycott for children equality. biggrin heart twisted evil
Still not knowing who or what I am, but still enjoying life,
Serenity My Sweet
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 Midnight Magdeline · Sat Jan 19, 2008 @ 10:42pm · 0 Comments |
