A day to go down in history.

I really love standerized tests. Its a wonderful way to measure up everyone to their peers, make them feel all warm in fuzzy inside. That or it makes them feel like crap, they go home cut themself, yell at their parents, and commite suicide.

There you have it, standerdized testing leads to the high death rate amough teens.

Is it even high? I don't know. Please don't kill me for making fun of cutters/and or suicides.....I'm really just trying to make fun of standeridized tests...guess that didn't come accross well due to the ahte mail I'm getting.

But today was my turn to venture into the world of testes and fun, new people! Can you hear the fake excitment in my voice? If so, give yourself a cookie.

My day began in a desperate surch for Kellie. Yep, thats right, talkative, always perky, never ending, Kellie. And you know what? I couldn't find the darn girl. Normally I can't ditch her, and now I can't seem to locate the large lump of perkyness. Normally you can just sense her....like spider senses.

But no. No Kellie, no walking buddy, great. So I go to my boring class for an hour in 28mins. by my self. To avoid getting beat up a had to give away my favorite pincil ever. I'm no chicken!

We then revied procedures, thank goodness, I had forgotten what to do over the long two day weekend. *Mutters about stupid teachers*

Then something horrible happend, something unheard of. I did not one, but TWO assigments ahead in Algebra. I feel dirty...

I don't remember the rest of the day, though I'm thinking about wearing shorts tomorrow..Don't know if I'll be allowed. Apparently my blinding white legs are a safty hazzard. The overwelming whitness momentarly blinds the kids and they run into lockers, thus creating a overflow of children at the nurses office, she becomes over worked, they have to hirer anyother nurse, and before you know it, I'm costing the school money.

Virginia, school nurse hiring, pincil giving, white girl.

P.S Incase your wondering, I did find Kellie evenutally.

Mom calls from the cell. Wants to know what to pick upfrom the store.

Me:Hey Dad! Mom wants to know if she needs to get anything.

Dad: Popcorn and bread

Me into the phone: Popcorn and bread.

Mom: Oh, he's not feeling good?

Me: ....

Dad from backround: GOSH! She dos'nt HAVE to get bread!