You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?

You know what really grinds my gears? When people ask me, How are you? What do they expect me to say? It's not like I'm going to tell them how completely aweful my life is, and then pour my heart out to them! I know it's the polite thing to do, but i don't want to here How are you? How are you? How are you? all frickin day! Because I'm going to a private school, all day i hear How are you? and it drives me crazy! If you agree comment or just tell me what grinds your gears?

Despicable Me Quotes

Agnes (youngest sister)- I like him!
Edith (oldest sister)- He's scary!
Agnes (youngest sister)- Like Santa!

Agnes (youngest sister)- Aw. My caterpillar never turned into a butterfly.
Edith (oldest sister)- That's a Cheeto.
Agnes (youngest sister)- Oh. [eats it.]

Agnes (youngest sister)- Unicorns, I love them. Unicorns, I love them. Uni uni unicorns, I love them. Uni unicorns, I could pet one if they were really real. And they are! So I bought one so I could pet it. Now it loves me, now I love it. La lala la la...

Gru: Bedtime now.
[girls groan in disappointment, followed by the minions]
Gru: Not you two.
[minions cheer]

Agnes (youngest sister)- Will you read us a bedtime story?
Gru (adopted dad)- No.
Agnes (youngest sister)- Pretty please?
Gru (adopted dad)- The physical appearance of the please makes no difference.

Private School Creeper

Today we were i was in Classical Literature and Gerry, Aimee, and Eithan pointed at the back door of the class room (leading to the parking lot) and i turned around and i saw a short glimpse of some creeper! He kept pacing back and forth by our class room. We were laughing at first but then we were increasingly apprehensive. Our teacher Mrs. Bailey went to the coffee shop to tell Pastor Bob, a former cop, to check it out. While she was getting Pastor Bob, we were watching him and Daniel got freaked out and hid under the desk. Me and Abi were cracking up! Then Daniel ran out of the room but came back in a couple minutes. When he walked back in the room Aimee and Gerry were looking out the door and Daniel freaked out, but they just reassured him that that guy couldn't see them. By the time Mrs. Bailey and Pastor Bob got outside he was in his car and drove away. TALK ABOUT CREEPY!

Silly Rabbit Trix Are For Kids

Trix cereal commercials are a constant reminder of how cruel children can be. Why cant those devious children just give him some cereal! What is the absolute worse thing that could happen? I mean come on. They can't be JUST for kids. The Trix company must be losing some major business by not selling to rabbits. A bit unfair, I mean the poor rabbit has been dreaming about trix for years. I wish they would just give him some.

 

Bad School Day and evil Cookies

        Yesterday as you know, i was completely aweful. Well, today wasn't much better. I was fuming when Buck, an evil kid in my class, kept insulting me consistantly through the day. He hates me and i don't know what i did. Maybe it's because i'm the new kid and everyone (but him) thinks i'm funny, so he might think that i stole his place as class clown, but that gives him no reason to constantly call me childish and critisize everything i do and say!
        Please don't judge what i'm about to say but, when he says that stuff it hurts my feelings. (but i don't show it) The whole reason i decided to go to Classical Christian Academy is to get away from people that make fun of me. To make matters worse when Buck was doing all this nobody stuck up for me, not once!
        On the bright yet dim side, we finished the book The Iliad and we are having a party tomorrow and i volunteered to bring homemade cookies with trojan helmets made out of icing. Well, that is easier said then done. You see, i made one helmet, a smiley face with red hair (Menelaus), a star resembling constellations, a shield, and a red and black circle. But then i ran out of icing! So i have two plain cookies. Oh well, at least i can say i tried.

I'm Sick Of Being Told What To Do!

All day I am told what I can’t do and what I have to do. Because I go to a private school, all day I hear don’t do this and don’t do that. I could just die! On Monday I had a fake tattoo left over from Halloween of a moon by my left eye. My math teacher made me go to the bathroom and scrub it off my face. When I came back to class and my face was bright red from scrubbing so hard. It was mortifying. Everyday my teachers come and tell me how i need to try harder. Well, I think I am trying pretty damn hard, considering that I am at a new school, with new clothes, new teachers, hardly any friends, no creativity or freedom, a 25 minute lunch (instead of a 45 minute lunch and 25 minute break), about a 90% increase on homework, and constant rules. It’s absolutely ridiculous! And on top of all that they have the nerve to sit there and tell me what to do! I could sy the same to my mother just last night i begged for her help and she refused! Today she told me it's my fault for not asking! She always says do this or do that. What i want to know is if it would kill her to say please! Who the hell do they think they are?!

Why I Hate The Letter Q

The letter Q is stupid. Q makes the same sound as K or C. So why not just use K or C? Q thinks he is so bad ass just because he copied the letter O and added a stupis swirly tail! Why does U have to follow Q? It isn't fair. While the letter Q gets all the glory U is forced to sit on the sidelines. But why? U is just as pretty as Q. U is as much of a letter as Q. U should just stab the letter Q and watch him die a slow painful DEATH!