Physical Education and Taco Sauce

Firstly, may I just say that I HATE A-days.  I mean, I have nothing against them as a...day, species,thing, but my classes on A-days are the worst.
To start things off, I have mythology.  I would be fine with this class, because I really like the topic and I enjoy the other kids in that class with me, but the teacher makes me want to puncture my own eardrums! I haven't actually learned anything about mythology.  She is very dull, and every other sentence she has the need to say "Do you follow me people?"  I just... want to punch her face in.  Also, if you don't look at her for a split second, she freaks out about how you're not paying attention, and how she hates students today because they only take her classes for the grade.  It's rediculous.
Second period I have physics.  This, suprisingly, isn't that bad, and honestly, it is my favorite class on A-days.  My teacher is a little crazy, but she's very chill and she puts Legend of Zelda questions on the test.  The subject is really interesting too, and the people are good fun. 
I then have financial lit, which is... ok, I guess.  The teacher of this class is also very chill, he lets you do things like sleep in class and whatnot.  One of my close friends is in this class, and it's an easy A, so I'm fine with it, I guess.
Last period, though. I HATE IT.  It is called "Fitness for Life."  They call it this so that you don't think that it is an actual PE class where they make you run all the time, but that is really what it is.  Our teacher is a man, whose first name is Lynn.  No offence to anyone really intended, but honestly, that is kind of a girly name.  MANdy refers to our teacher as a woman (never to his face, of course), and it is wildly entertaining.  The other day, we decided that Lynn is currently suffering from "womb rage," our codename for menopause.  It was very entertaining.  Anyway, moving on.  Today, we had a written test. IN PE. That doesn't even make sense, now does it? Well, apparently the state seems to think that it does. On the gym floor, next to where MANdy and I were sitting to take the test, there was a packet of "Taco Sauce."  We then discussed the fun effects of jumping on small, sealed packets such as the Taco sauce.  It was rather enjoyable.

Anyway, that was my day today.  I only have 7 more days of school left.  I still am not quite sure how I feel about this... but I'll get over it.  That's about it.

Toodles!!

On the Subject of Blogs...

Well, Hiya kids.  As you can see... I have a blog now... yes.
Today, life actually sucked, due to the fact that a massive project was due in English, and I (being me) totally spaced doing it.  Also, in math we didn't even do anything... we just sat there and reviewed, and it was rather boring. 


In other news,  I think I'm going to do what my dear friend tried, and come up with the top 100 wishes that I would wish for... yes.
1.  An endless supply of chocolate
2.  The perfect man whom I utterly adore to notice the fact that I actually exist
3.  Never having to mow the lawn again
4.  Moving to Ireland
5.  Having a TARDIS
6.  People not judging one another in this world, because judgmental people are LOSERS
7.  ... Ya... that's really all I got...


Wow. It's official guys. I'm an utter failure because I can't come up with more than 6 wishes...


Continuing on.  I only have 8 more days of school left in my Sophomore year.  This kind of makes me want to pee my pants with complete and utter joy!  Though, I am going to miss the seniors, because they are the best people ever... Not that I don't love people who aren't seniors, it's just... the seniors are my besties.  Stupid people that are graduating. 


Um... Yes. This is... a good blog post... I honestly don't know what else to say, so methinks I am going to wrap things up now...
Toodles!