I am writing about why I believe the resent seating arrangement is absolutely ludacris. Why did you move me in the first place ? I have been doing my blogs and articles ! I mean I know I wasn’t doing too good but I did bring my grade up. So that makes no sense for me to get moved. Its not like Miranda And I sit and talk 24/7 we just occasionally fight on who gets what seat. We have a little problem with the seating. We both tend to like the seat closest to the wall. I really don’t know why. Maybe because the wall is right there and you are able to lean on it and slightly tilt your computer and sit very comfortably. We used to just do, who ever got there first and was sitting and loged in. But then we worked out a system on whoever gets to class first, and puts their mouse on the monitor. But she tends to cheat now and leave her class early just so she can put her mouse up there and have the seat. Well I didn’t like that. So now we are currently on a schedule, every other day we switch. But recently my seat got moved which voided it. But I’m sitting in the my original seat today and I do not believe Mr. Currin noticed. And really I think I am supposed to be sitting by the wall today MIRANDA ! You cheater ! So rember that, Monday AND Tuesday I get to sit in MY seat. No matter what. So there. Well that’s only in effect if Mr. Currin doesn’t move me and pinkey back to how he wanted it. I really hate sitting over there. It really smells funny and they listen to really weird music really loud.

Where are the cupcakes ?!

I think that’s the question we are all asking right about now.  So Kathleen, what are your doing with your life ? Why is it that you could not find the 45 minutes last night to make us those delicious pieces of art ? WHY KATHLEEN ! They are sooo good. Last time we had them was like 5 years ago. But I remember it just like it was yesterday. I really thought they were gross at first but as soon as I bit into then my life changed. They were officially the best cupcakes I EVER had in my entire life. How do you make them ? How Kathleen ? Do you just make normal cupcakes and then do some kind of magic with them and the pudding just appears ? Ya know what, I think it just has to be magic. Do the Lepercons help you with that ? I hear they like to bake. But you deff need to make then again like soon. Because I think in going through withdrawal. Or you could make then for me for Christmas ! do that ! Ill come into the WAC or you could even bring them to my house. Or we could have a secret meeting in the back of the Ames parting lot. Uhh. Maybe not. That would be kind of sketchy. I think bad people do bad things behind that complex. So maybe we shouldn’t do the deal behind there. Could you imagine the police coming and seeing that ! They would get all suspicious when it’s really just cupcakes. Hah. So just bring them in on whatever day we get bacl from break. And no one will get hurt. Like your cat. He will get the boot. You know where.
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Kathleen’s 80s Eyesores

Sense the beginning of the year I have made many new friends and few enemies too. I am not going to get into the detail but I will name one of them. Kathleen Herter. AKA totts, she is the kind of person I can’t even put into a category. Some days she is most definitely one of my enemies and sometimes one of my good friends. I actually even have a special place in her agenda. It is called the “banana licker.” Every  time I give her a dirty look she puts one tally under the title. We started this chart on the date of December 9^th at 1:43 pm. And it is in effect until the last day of school. And maybe we will continue it next year too. It’s actually pretty relieving. Have you ever had a bad day and just wanted to give someone a really dirty look ? And possibly punch then in the teeth ? I have, I do indeed flash her at least 3 or 4 dirty looks per day but I have never once punched her in the teeth. If I was to do that I do believe she would, Place prank calls to my home at all hours of the day and night from a blocked number, Write a message in weed-killer on my lawn, Shave off one of my eyebrows, With a friend, drag me outside in the middle of the night and duct tape me to a tree, Bake me brownies as a "peace-offering”, but use laxative chocolate, or just burn my house down. But this whole blog was really supposed to be about her tacky 80s shoes. Haha there like neon pink and just really retro. I think she needs to move out of the 80s and get a real pair of shoes. That s all. Bye !

Beauty comes from more places than one. Every single person has beauty somewhere and somehow. Many people only look at outer beauty and that’s how people usually get labeled. Which is not right at all, people are more than looks. This labeling happens all the time, you may not see it or partake in it but it happens. This is how “clicks” begin and if you’re not in one then your labeled a loser or an outcast. Most in that category may not have an outer beauty which people find attractive and that’s when people get hurt and upset. Some people may not be found beautiful on the outside and most likely will never get the chance to show their beauty on the inside.

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I have learned a lot throughout this class. It really has made me a better writer. I used to be so generic. I kind think I really came out of my average box that I was in. The topics for the blogs are always odd and even sometimes interesting. And I do complain a lot about them but usually when I get a hook on what to right about I can fly through them pretty quick. I really don't have a favorite thing to write about. as long as it’s not like fantasy and things we just have to make up on spot. I have a really good imagination but when it comes to blogs where we just have to pull something out of nowhere that's where I draw the line. I just can’t do it or it just ends up really weird. But if it’s something like real life experiences or everyday things I can do it. I also learned to use a thesaurus a lot. It just makes everything sound better in the end. But yeah that’s all I have learned I think. This class really “freshened me up” for English class and really helped me I think. Because I was definitely very rusty in the beginning of the year and this class gave me the boost I needed. So yeah that’s pretty much it, now in just going to ramble on a little bit. As we speak Mr. Librock is eating a grapefruit and it smells really good and I kinda think I might have Amy stop at topps on the way home so I can get a few. Or maybe Wegmans, all their produce are soo much better. Oh that reminds me. I have to find my grapefruit spoon. It has gone missing ! I must find the culprit who has stolen it.

I have been worried about my little Sarah lately, shes just not the same. She has been coming home past curfew and talking back and most off all skipping school ! Said Miss. Cady to her boss Glen. Well what are you doing about it ? Glen said. Well there’s really nothing I can do ? I try to call and call and she just doesn't answer and if I try talking to her in person she just usually ignores me and walks away annoyed. I just some know what to do anymore. Said Miss. Cady. Hmm, what if you asked your neighbors if they have been seeing her doing anything out of the ordinary. They would all probably be the first to know seeing she usually wants to be no where close to home. What if you asked old Bertha Smith over on Lollypop Lane ? She sees everything. Shes the one who told my little Timmy has been taking off his hat and gloves after I walk him to the bus stop. And ohh did he get a stern talking to about what happens when body parts get too cold. Says glen. What happens ? Says Miss. Cady. THEY FALL OFF ! Yelled Glen. Well then maybe I will have to have a little chat with her says Miss. Cady. Well Miss. Cady flew right over to Bertha’s house and interviewed her soo in depth you would swear she had just seen bigfoot. And could only get one phrase to come out of her mouth. THE GNOMES ARE ALIVE. She said it as if she was in some kind of trance. So Miss. Cady just left utterly confused and a little bit worried. So to unwind a little that night she decided well she might as well go out for a few drinks. Well by the time she got home it was a quarter past two and she was a quarter past being absolutely plastered. As she stumbled out of her mom mobile she saw a little green gnome fellow coming to introduce himself whale doing an Irish jig. Dazed and confused Miss. Cady had just blurted out, GVHET OUT UF ME YERD ! And the little fellow had this to say. We have your daughter. And you have our queen. Surrender her to the girl gets melted into a blob of mush. And then all of a sudden there was an ear piercing scream. Miss. Cady opened her eyes. It was all a dream. ha.

When I was little I really didn’t play many games. I grew up an only child on a street with only senior citizens in the dump of a town we call Cheektowaga. Sure I had friends from school but most of the time I was home with my grandma and aunt. We would go shopping every Saturday morning. If that somehow counts as a game ? hahaha. I was also really close with a few of our neighbors. Our one neighbor had a gigantic salt water fish tank with like everything known to man in there. I would sit for hours on end and just stare at it and watch all the live plants move along with trying to find and could all 23 fish. And let me tell you it was hard. Besides stalking fish I usually went with another of my neighbors on a weekly trip to small town Alden New York to see her best friend who lived at Greenfields Assisted Living Center. Then after we would usually go out to lunch at the Town and Country which I still refer to as the “Log Cabin.” And then we had another neighbor who always fixed my mom’s truck and I usually mozzied over to watch him every once in a while. But yeah I really didn’t play games I just kinda always found someone to bug and keep my entertained. But then once we moved out to Alden my whole life changed. We moved into the little house next to the Manges household. Her son Daniel would always pal around and find something to do. And every once in a while when they had a party Dan, me, carly, Amy and a few of their friends would go down to their basement and play the Ouija Bored. But that’s all a defferent blog. So yup, that was what I did when I was just a young lad.

My favorite childhood TV show, hmm. That’s a pretty though one. I honestly don’t think I had a favorite. I watched Rocket Power, SpongeBob, Bob The Builder, Blue’s Clues (Until the real Steve left), and Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends. I pretty much liked them all. Rocket power was cool because all the kids were really good at surfing and they made it look so easy. This obviously made me want to try. And still to this day I want to learn how to surf. They also skate boarded a lot, and they would make these ridiculous ramps and would do all these tricks in the air. Now SpongeBob on the other hand, that was just the bee’s knees. I loved that show when I was a little boy and I still love it to this day. There is just something about his dimwitted personality and his little underwater town that I just love. Like could you imagine living underwater, in a pineapple, and having little to none responsibilities ?  That would be the life. Bob The Builder, he was awesome ! It looked like the whole show was made out of clay. Then all of the talking trucks just made my day. Until “Handy Manny” came and screwed all that up. Really ? Your tools are going to talk to you ? Kinda sounds a lot like Bobs show. I really liked Blue’s Clues but then Steve left ! And that just ended it all for me. That new chum they hired just ruined that show. And lastly Fosters home For Imaginary Friends was like the best show ever at the time. Actually, I think this had to be my favorite childhood show. Blue, the main character really had to be my best friend at the time. I was absolutely obsessed with him. Until they stopped airing it, I was crushed. So yeah my favorite childhood show had to be Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends.