Well, I haven't wrote a journal entree in quite a while. A lot of things have been going on, I haven't been home. The weekend is refreshing. We had our band concert. I have to say, we messed up pretty bad. *kicks concert band trumpets* No offence to Cody. There were fourteen trumpets! Ahh. So many. I also had Jazz Band Auditions. We had to record them, so I stayed after school. I didn't know how to work the recorder, so Mr. Weldon sat there and said, "Go." So I played, messed up, and he wouldn't let me restart. "I just want to be first chair." He laughed, and I don't know why. I'm getting a new hairstyle. Hannah said I would just look like a poser. I doubt it. I sent Kacey and Sarah an email. So if you haven't sent me a reply back with your opinion on the hairstyles, please do so.
I made an 87 on the math test. A 70 without the extra points. Thank God for the extra points. Ms. Price was grading the tests and she said, "After grading these tests I'm going to go out and have some over 21 fun." It wasn't to the whole class. Just to me and Emma. But funny. I seriously thought I was going to fail. *rocks back and forward* If I had kept the previous grade, a 60, then I would have a 79 in Algebra. *breathes heavily* Exams are next week. The only one I'm nervous about, of course, is algebra. Maybe history, but who knows? My mom sent an email to the couseler requesting a schedule change to Mrs. Braley's class. Here is the rough idea of the conversation:
Mother Unit: (Sending to couseler.)
Change classes...bleh...bleh...bleh.
Couseler: (Sending to Mother Unit.)
I'm sorry, but both of the classes she's requested are full.
Mother Unit: (Sending to Couseler and Principle.)
Couseler: (Sending to Mother Unit.)
Ok, I understand. We'll work on it.
And the my mom got a call saying that I'll be switching next semester. Ha. I'm not the only guilty person. A bunch of people in her class has been complaining. Hopefully Mrs. Braley is better. Ms. Braley. Whatever. The only bad thing is...Ms. Braley thinks I eat cats. Hmm.
Reminders for Kacey and Sarah:
Sarah - Cookie Dough.
Kacey - Songehs.
Both - We need to start a rehearsal! This weekend? Eh?
I suppose that's all. *pokes with light saber*
-Maggie-
I made an 87 on the math test. A 70 without the extra points. Thank God for the extra points. Ms. Price was grading the tests and she said, "After grading these tests I'm going to go out and have some over 21 fun." It wasn't to the whole class. Just to me and Emma. But funny. I seriously thought I was going to fail. *rocks back and forward* If I had kept the previous grade, a 60, then I would have a 79 in Algebra. *breathes heavily* Exams are next week. The only one I'm nervous about, of course, is algebra. Maybe history, but who knows? My mom sent an email to the couseler requesting a schedule change to Mrs. Braley's class. Here is the rough idea of the conversation:
Mother Unit: (Sending to couseler.)
Change classes...bleh...bleh...bleh.
Couseler: (Sending to Mother Unit.)
I'm sorry, but both of the classes she's requested are full.
Mother Unit: (Sending to Couseler and Principle.)
Couseler: (Sending to Mother Unit.)
Ok, I understand. We'll work on it.
And the my mom got a call saying that I'll be switching next semester. Ha. I'm not the only guilty person. A bunch of people in her class has been complaining. Hopefully Mrs. Braley is better. Ms. Braley. Whatever. The only bad thing is...Ms. Braley thinks I eat cats. Hmm.
Reminders for Kacey and Sarah:
Sarah - Cookie Dough.
Kacey - Songehs.
Both - We need to start a rehearsal! This weekend? Eh?
I suppose that's all. *pokes with light saber*
-Maggie-
