Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Oh Winter. The Worst Point Of The School Year, Fuzzy Socks and Christmakwanzuka (Winter Solstice)
Happy December! Winter, to me, is THE worst part of the year. And as luck will have it, I'm landed in the section of the United States where winter is longer than most of the other seasons. Awesome. Even though we get a lot of vacation days and snow days away from school, I think it's the worst part of the school year besides March. Winter at school is when you discover what the year will truly be like. It's when teachers pile on the projects that count for 200% percent of your grade and give you three days to do it. Are you passing math, because I believe 200% would be your grade in two trimesters. Tricky. Plus, you find out who the kids are that you TRULY despise and who you should stick to in your classes. People's dark sides come out, trust me. My favorite confidence-wrecker is when kids are like "oh man, I'm just so good at this subject" then recieve a progress report and it has a big fat F for FAILURE of it. Classic. Why just the other day in math (my FAVORITE subject *roll eyes unappreciatively) a boy goes "Ah, I'm so good at math" to himself. After correcting the homework, he precedes to ask the teacher if she can put numbers 5-18 on the board. The assignment was 5-25. 7 right. Yeah, you're just a freakin' genius. Also, winter is when our first report cards come out, and there's always a couple of the slackers that come out with B's. How does that happen. We should all just stop trying and we'll succeed in life. THIS BLOG HAS THE SECRET TO LIFE. If you don't try, you will succeed. Simple as that. Some good things about winter would be the fact that you can wear all the slammin' fuzzy socks you want and not have heat stroke. I am a HUGE fan of socks, so this is a big deal for me. Next time you want to wish someone a winter greeting, don't take the chance of offending any religion and say Happy Christmakwanzuka Winter Solstice. It combines Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah and Winter Solstice all together. It's a fool proof way of bringing holiday cheer. LOL(Lots.Of.Love) ~ your favorite blog writer :-)
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Kids Going To The Mayhem Fest '09 Where Global Warming Is NOT Real
Kids. God love 'em but sometimes you really just want to smack 'em. If you think I'm really cruel for saying that, I'm sorry but it's so true. The kids were good during the first ballet class on Monday. But today man, whoa babay, they were just unruley. You wish you could say
HEY! STAND UP. NO SITTING! YOU PAY ATTENTION OR YOUR GETTIN' KICKED OUTTA THIS JOINT, UNDERSTOOD?!?!?!?
But ya' can't really unless you own the place. Which I don't. So I'm stuck with
"Hun, please stand up. We don't sit in ballet. Don't hang on the barres. Hold your arms. Follow along and pay attention so you can do what we're doing." I think yelling would be much more effective but hey, I don't make the rules. Whatever.
I AM BRILLIANT. I've discovered a way that I might be able to go to Mayhem Fest. GO ME!
Babble babble... okay yeah, that's not an appropriate song. (For the record, that was "This Is The New S*** by Marilyn Manson). Global warming is stupid. It's not real. The earth is gonna blow up one way or another and it's not our fault. So rock on with your aresol spray cans, homee-gee.
If we were a cheese, you know we'd be feta. If it were Christmas, we'd be a pointseta, if we were a car, we'd probably be a Jetta, ones named Barats and the other's flute solo.
I really like that group, Tokio Hotel. Why I like all the trans-gender singers, no idea. Haha my buddy Marilyn, Jeffree Star, Chris Crocker, you got this guy named Bill from Tokio Hotel who looks like a girl. Sorry Bill. You know they took I Love Lucy off because they wanted more air time for The Waltons? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of farm people scoop poop around and feed pigs all day or whatever they do. POINT IS that Lucielle Ball could kick all the Walton's asses. PWNED!
HEY! STAND UP. NO SITTING! YOU PAY ATTENTION OR YOUR GETTIN' KICKED OUTTA THIS JOINT, UNDERSTOOD?!?!?!?
But ya' can't really unless you own the place. Which I don't. So I'm stuck with
"Hun, please stand up. We don't sit in ballet. Don't hang on the barres. Hold your arms. Follow along and pay attention so you can do what we're doing." I think yelling would be much more effective but hey, I don't make the rules. Whatever.
I AM BRILLIANT. I've discovered a way that I might be able to go to Mayhem Fest. GO ME!
Babble babble... okay yeah, that's not an appropriate song. (For the record, that was "This Is The New S*** by Marilyn Manson). Global warming is stupid. It's not real. The earth is gonna blow up one way or another and it's not our fault. So rock on with your aresol spray cans, homee-gee.
If we were a cheese, you know we'd be feta. If it were Christmas, we'd be a pointseta, if we were a car, we'd probably be a Jetta, ones named Barats and the other's flute solo.
I really like that group, Tokio Hotel. Why I like all the trans-gender singers, no idea. Haha my buddy Marilyn, Jeffree Star, Chris Crocker, you got this guy named Bill from Tokio Hotel who looks like a girl. Sorry Bill. You know they took I Love Lucy off because they wanted more air time for The Waltons? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of farm people scoop poop around and feed pigs all day or whatever they do. POINT IS that Lucielle Ball could kick all the Walton's asses. PWNED!
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annoying,
ballet,
barats,
barres,
bereta,
dance,
kids,
Marilyn manson,
mayhem fest
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