(the fixed up version of); The Journal’s Entries

Dear Journal;

 

I woke up this morning to find you sitting on the end table of my bed every morning at 6:30. It’s depressing how the morning started, no breakfast, shower, get dressed, makeup, hair, grab the lunch that I made last night and run out the door in time for the bus. Yet I left no time for my mother, she had even made my breakfast, but I was too involved in the morning routine to eat. I

then get out in time to just get onto the bus, always hopping that the guy that I have a crush on is there at the back of the bus, sitting there either listening to music or looking at me. The next thing I look at is my seat to make it not seem so obvious that I’m starring at the most wonderful, handsome, and funny, smart guy that every walked the Earth. But I’m pretty sure that he knows, oops.

I then sit and wait until my friend Susie get’s on and then that’s when things really started to happen. Today when Susie sat with me I almost knew what she was going to ask me. “How was your weekend?” And sure enough that’s exactly what she said. and I replied with the usual, “Mehh pretty good how was your’s?’ I asked trying not to be so “out of it”. “It was good, so have you talked to him yet?” “Who?” I asked trying to avoid the awkward subject, since knowing that he would probably hear it. “Britt, really?” Susie new what I was trying to do, she’s just that best friend who knows you inside and out. “Yeah, no I haven’t I’m afraid that if I go and try to sit with him that he’ll be rude and put his bag there or something.” I was desperately trying to avoid this situation, and I had a feeling Susie knew. “No, he won’t trust me. ” Did I mention Susie is also that friend that wants to see you happy no matter what? “Susie I trust you, can I do it another day?” I try avoiding it, so Susie and I didn’t talk about it anymore.

 We arrive at school and the day starts of to a slow, very slow start. Into walk class with a great hope of desire to have a day without drama.

STILL WORKING ON IT!! BUT IT”S WAY BETTER!! WHICH ONE DO LIKE BETTER? WHICH ONE WOULD YOU READ? COMMENT!!

 

 

The new me.

WOW, it’s been a while since iv’e been on this site, i’m now 14, and I still swim , I am also in training to becoming a lifeguard, and to now get started,….

Chapter 1.

” BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.”  That’s the sound I here every morning at 6:30. It’s almost sad  how I start my morning, no breakfast, shower, get dressed, makeup, hair, grab the lunch that I made last night and run out the door in time for the bus. To then walk on the bus hopping that the guy that I have a crush on is there at the back of the bus, sitting there either listening to music or looking at me, when I take that last step onto the bus. The next thing I look at is my seat to make it not seem so obvious that i’m starring at the most wonderful, handsome, funny, smart guy that every walked the Earth. But i’m pretty sure that he knows, oops.

I then sit and wait unit my friend Susie get’s on and then that’s when things really started to  happen. Today when Susie sat with me I almost knew what she was going to ask me. ” How was your weekend ?” And sure enough that’s exactly what she said. and i replied with the usual, “Mehh pretty good how was your?’ I asked trying not to be so “out of it”. ” I was good, so have you talked to him yet?” “Who?” I asked trying to avoid the awkward subject, since knowing that he would probably hear it. “Really?” Susie new what I was trying to do, she’s just that best friend who knows you inside and out. “Yeah, no I haven’t i’m afraid that if I go and try to sit with him that he’ll be rude and put his bag there or something.” I was desperately trying to avoid this situation. ” No, he won’t trust me. ” Did I mention Susie is also that friend that wan’ts to see you happy no matter what? ” Susie I trust you, can I do it another day?” I try avoiding it, so Susie and I didn’t talk about it anymore. “Thank God!!”

So we arrive at school and the day starts of to a slow, very slow start.

And that’s as far as I’v gotten so what do you guy’s think?? Comment’s??

 

DANCE-A-THON!!!

We are having a “DANCE-A-THON” next weeks friday. It is going to be AWESOME!!! We have to pay $5 or $2.50 an hour to get in to the dance and we dance for 2hours and 30 minutes. I’m dancing with my group. Withc is Sarah, Sara, Ruth, Cassy, Susie and me , Britt! It is going to be the best dance ever!!

Artist in the classroom!!

MEEEE!!!!!

This is an awesome example that they did =]

Have you ever had an artist in your classroom? well I have and it is AWESOME!!!! We made historic masks with Anne from Shadow-land. She taught us how to make masks from a CARDBORD BOX ! First for our masks we took the cardboard and then made  into a cylinder around our head. After that we pocked holes for our eyes and nose then we rounded the top of the head. After that we started to do the fun stuff we papered mas hayed it and then painted it an we were done, we added  facial features and added hair , hats , and any other items on the face.We also had to crumple up cardboard then fold the cardboard. Then when we were finished we had to make a historical presentation. And present it to the class. Ours was a based on war and how Laura Secord told the British (Canadians) about how the Americans were making a plan to attack.

All my hard work has paid off!!

All my hard work has paid off!!

So guess what all my hard work has paid off! So I guess what i’m trying to say is that I got to move up to HIGH PERFORMENCE DEVOLOPEMENT!!!!!! It is so awesome. You swim harder, faster, longer, and you have  more practices. But that then drains the gas tank and you have to go to Woodstock on Fridays, all the other days we go to Tillsonburg, except for Sundays thats the only day that we don’t swim.