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Friday, August 28, 2009

Day 8

Hello again!!! It's me! (hee hee). Anyhow, to answer your question, uncle Micheal, the pacer is a series of running from one end of the gym to another. You have to make it there before the bell (in a recording they use for the pacer) dings. If you miss it two times, your out. It gets faster and faster each level. Very painful.


Anyhow, (i found out i really like that word!! Anyhow) today was, well, friday, the last day of school for this week. A little sad, i think. I actually really like being at school, even though originally i wasn't and really didn't want to go. I enjoy seeing my friends and i love my classes too!! Today was a pretty normal day filled with school work, socializing, etc. Also next week, i've found, is E-time! (Enrichment time.) It is basically a free period, sort of. We all get our grade scores and if they are at least A's, B's, and/or C's, then we can do a series of things. If they're not, we have to go to the classes we are missing work in. Luckily, this starts monday and i have all A's. Hooray!! I'm so excited!!





Seven MORE things about me:



  1. I love the word 'anyhow.'

  2. My favorite G.I.Joe is Kamakura AND Snake-Eyes

  3. My fav song (currently) is Young and in Love, By Jordan Sparks

  4. I really like the number 21 too. (The 3rd multiple of 7)

5. I sometimes write depressing poems, usually just on my really happy days. No clue why....

6. I have no scars and have never ever broken a bone.

7. I used to like the song Gives you Hell, by The All-American Rejects, but now i've heard it so many times on the radio, i can't stand it anymore! (Radio is {sometimes} overrated.)

WEEEEEE!!! All done for now!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RANDOM!!!!!!!!!

2 comments:

jill kynaston said...

Hey Brooke it's your Aunt Jill! I'm glad I found your blog! Sounds like you're having lots of fun. I'll keep reading, so keep posting! :)

Michael said...

No scars!!? We'll have to fix that when I visit. The radio kills a lot of good songs.