I am not a Charia

We had our picture taken to day for the year book. We got tickets with our name on it but I am not a Charia. At least they got my last name where it's supposed to be.
Yesterday we got to use the rifles at practice. At first, I was little scared since they are "real rifles that can shoot real bullets". Bullets are really good at making big bloody holes in you. The guy next to me dropped his, and he's exetremely annoying. Ironically his name is Shea.

Random fact:
When I was in 1st grade I kicked a boy in the face and knocked out a tooth.


Luuuuull XD

WHO

Every year, I always have another person in my mind that is similar to my teachers so I can some how predict their actions/ whatever, except... When I was transferring to E.D. Walker in the middle of the year on Veterans' day, I had no other idea to compare this person in combat boots and a bdu at all. It's even hard to listen to him because I had never heard his voice before. Even right now, I know him as Major H. of the army, with the mechanical feet who finds the antidote to worry on the ground.
And that's pretty much it.


(Why did I want to call him sparklycuppycake? Why??? XD)

Science

I haven't turned in a science project before now, but I found a cool project that has to do with lasers and gelatin. I have a laser in my room and I think I just need batteries for it and I like gela stuff.
Lets just hope my teacher accepts it! (It's an actual experiment and it doesn't contain popcorn, volcanoes... mmm... popcorn...


Listen!

I'm guessing Fire scare

You know what happens after every fire drill? Someone gets their voice on the announcements and says SOMETHING. ANYTHING. I don't like getting my ears blasted out and no one says that the school got in so and so. Hello? Is that big box in the main office broken? You only have to press the two white buttons with the stars on them to talk.
SO SPEAK!

Francium

I have a Mangabullet.com acount now too... And the people are called M-Bees...

and Listen!

Focus and Comewnicate

I got tied up in a rubber band with the rest of the girls in LCC and then we had to walk. But the boys fell apart, I couldn't stop laughing. And hula hoops shouldn't be named, >.>
just kidding...
maybe.
AND THE REST OF THE DAY WAS COLORING RIDICULOUS AMOUNTS OF PAPER WITH RIDICULOUS AMOUNTS OF BLUE COLOR PENCILS.

LEAD

I'm 'class leader' for LCC (or JROTC) in 1st period. I don't know if I should be terrified or happy. So far I'm both.

"She was the best 6th grader and now she's a 7th grader."


(Although I bet he said that because Sebas isn't here anymore...)

(More Lazers) for the masses

Disregard the title, I'm just listening to edIT and what not.

In a video, I always look more Asian than I think I do. Its just weird, I look like an alien when I replay them. They're not the internet, they're just idiotic stuff and you can barely hear me. You know, everyone thinks I'm Mexican but the only people who think I look Filipina (which I am) or other Asians. I'm not Mexican, but I am Hispanic.
I threw out a carton of eggs when they got recalled. Lone Star Farmers wasn't on the list, but still, they're eggs! Oh, does anyone know what area code 215 is? I know 214 is Dallas, or DFW, but whats 215? I tried calling it back but I got a recording saying the number wasn't in service, so ok, whatever.
My mom lets me text now, she used to make a big deal about how it cost so much, but when she went to L.A with one of my brothers she would send me text photos and stuff. I can't text that well, I don't press the buttons fast enough or the phone slows down. I have random letters all over my messages!
I've been getting my friends' addresses because I would rather write long letters than tiny texts and three word emails. I'm not internet friendly much. Gmail Chat is a little easier, but then I have no idea how to reply to people. I end up isolating myself because I don't know how to talk to people without feeling stupid. I get tongue tied. Summer is like a slap in the face too, because I don't get out of the house much, (I really want to get my driver's license and a car so I can spend my day in Grapevine mills mall!) and when I'm back at school I have to get to know you over again. Its annoying.
I hate washing my hair because then it gets floppy and stuff and I can't control it! My hair color is either Blue or Brown Black or dark brown depending on the light, and sometimes it looks two toned! My mom joked with me how I could dye my hair from black to black when I told her I wanted dark red hair. I love red heads, silver blond (platinum blond?)and black hair, but not so much brown hair...
School is on the 23rd, I'm excited and loathing it at the same time. MAJ Haines said I could be on the Rifle Team. I didn't take orchestra this year, it was art or that and I don't like Mr. Nulish that much, especially when he breaks into 30 minute bible stories that I won't even pretend to listen to, but one time he only told it because we had a racist, claiming to be suicidal kid named Jacob. Everyone makes fun of him, but only because he started comments about how everyone should go back to their own country and America only belongs to the White people. There's a rule where you only make fun of someone if their arrogant, rude, etc, and 60% of the school is Mexican and EVERYONE got on him, even some of the teachers, but usually they're oblivious to the matter unless it happens in the huge hallways that we eat in (or lunchroom doesn't really have any walls, its a big hallway. I don't know about this year though, there's a lot of construction and it won't even be finished when school starts.) I remember a fight between a L.C.C. cadet and another kid, where the cadet had to be pulled away by the 'rent-a-cop' guard. Everyone was just eating, and then we were all staring at them. I don't know what happened to them, I heard they got suspended or something. MAJ Haines portable even got trashed once. They had to replace the tile after that, and we had classes in the auditorium for a while. There was a S.S. teacher that no one saw named Mr. Woody or something. The substitute was mean and no one like her class. I was in Mr. Sutton's class and he's really funny. Sometimes there would be a substitute for the substitute. I wonder if they got a real teacher for that class yet.
Okay, I wrote a lot. I might add more or something.


Same post as the one on Deviantart.com

Blimp Killer

Wapah!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Camp

I'm going tomorrow to Indiana. I wonder if it'll be cold. It's an all girls camp, I wonder who's in the same bunk as me.... I just hope they aren't loud pop slaves. Quiet pop slaves, sure, just don't touch my DS.


I let my little brother play mario on my DS, and he cracked the hinge. It doesn't stand up right anymore. He's not even looking at it anymore.

I want to get a DSiXL and a 3DS.

I've been playing GRAW again, but I forgot what I hate about war games. The controls are akward, and the guy takes up 1/4 of the screen. >.< The only games I can never get through by myself are racing games. I'm just horrible at handling the cars. The day I get my driver's licence will be the start of the apocalypse.

I don't want to be playing a game, I want to do that in real life!