Why.

I honestly have to ask -- WHY did Elementary school even bother teaching everyone cursive? They told us all, "You need to learn it because you will use it later in life." When? When exactly is that? I use print. I write each letter as an individual, and so do most people I know. Why do we do this? Well, one, its readable. Every time I get a letter in the mail from my either of my grandma's, its in cursive. The letter will take me more or less 10 minutes to decipher. They're never even that long. I hate reading cursive. I have to squint, re read things over and over again, try and figure out is that a T or and L? Is it and E or and R? Come on. I just despise it. If its written nice, it can be beautiful! But the majority of the time, its sloppy, fast, and smudgy. I cannot read it. Elementary school lied to us all. Think about that. It hurts doesn't it. I spent far too much time perfecting my uppercase G's than I needed to. FAR TOO MUCH TIME. 


Curses.

A Year In Review.

Today was the last day of school. I don't know why it is over. But it is. What a great year. There is no good reason for it to be over. I want to cry, but I can't. So much fun. Here is the year in one full sentance. Enjoy.

Creation of the Odd Squad, "BOH!" signal recognized by people, 61 "E's" stolen, one teachers ceiling forked, same teachers desk paperized (go Miss Gradek!!), faked British accents for subsm controled classroom TV's with a tiny universal remote, got sent to the BLACK CHAIRS three time, detention twice, ate a lot of wierd food for cookies and snack mixes, chose a favorite teacher, got inspired to do tennis, got inspired altogether, successfully wrote 8 page long letters in handwriting as big as this font, sprained my ankle, maybe fractured on the last day of school, sat out during the Fling kind of, soaked Miss Gradek, went to oaks park, didn't throw up, barely matured, shrinked my handwriting, got better at art, avoided Mrs. Boggs but wrote her a nice letter in the end, got disqualified from the peace poster contest for being to old, got peace poster grand reviews by the best artist ever, got it framed, got glasses, got a boyfriend, circle of friends doubled in size, didn't move to Bend, graduated 8th Grade, got straight A's for the first time ever, watched Napoleon Dynamite, dressed like Deb for school, spilled chocolate milk all over my Deb costume and had to wear a friends way to big clothes for the day, got five bingos, got sour stuff in my eyes, got perfume on Zach, got yelled at, got scolded, made friends with Miss DeTurk, became an official Odd Squad Prezident, shaped up my behaivior in P.E. wrote this long, long sentence, got a myspace, got a facebook, facebook turned out much better, went on a first date, fell in love with the Original Star Trek series, and became a freshman.

I would call that an accomplishment.

Stealing those "E's!"

Danii and I's favorite prank was one that was done for a quarter of the school year. you know those cut out paper letter "E's" that you usually find on bulletin boards? Well Danii and I spent a quarter of the school year stealing those off of all the bulletin boards. We set a goal for ourselves to get 50 E's. And we worked very hard to achieve this goal. Only one teacher knew about this. Miss. Favorite Teacher. She is SO cool. We are able to hang out in her room every morning and get away from the insanity of middle school. So anyways, she was the only teacher who knew about this and she was GREAT at keeping it secret! This being our 8th grade year and with me moving 3 hours away at the end of the year, we wanted to make this year the most memorable.

It all started when Danii saw a little E just hanging off the bulletin board and she just kinda tore it off. I don't know why this was so funny, but it was. So I took one too. This is what started it all. eventually, once I had 13 E's and Danii had 23, teachers started to get suspicious. Let me introduce two new characters.
Mrs. Detention Lady and
Mr. Handy Man

I was in Gym class when I realized that I forgot my gym clothes in my locker. So I asked my gym teacher and I went back to my locker. As I was heading back, I was called over by Mr. Handy Man. He pointed to my sweatshirt that said "Young Life" on it. Actually, he pointed right to the letter E in the word life and said, "do you know anything that has to do with that letter?"

I knew I had to tell the truth. I'm just that kind of person. So I slowly squeezed the truth out.
"What do you mean" I said
Then Mr. handy Man said, "Well, me and a lot of other staff have noticed E's going missing"
"Oh, thaaaaat.... ya see, it all started when..." and I told him the story.
"Well, Mrs. Detention Lady and I have decided to give you and Danii a detention."

Well, Danii and I had made a goal earlier in the school year that we WOULD both get a detention together, because surprisingly enough, we NEVER have.

So when I told Danii that she got herself a long awaited detention, she jumped about two feet in the air and screamed!

Someone was a little excited...

So when we attended our little lunch detention, we were in for a big surprise. Mrs. Detention lady had us cut out E's. But the unusual part was that we were allowed to KEEP the E's! So after our little detention, we decided to take NO MORE E's.

Danii, on the other hand, loved taking them so much and she couldn't resist. POP. There goes the pretty white laminated one!