Hello humans!
Today I began Biology and Literature class. I do not like Biology class. The teacher does not like me and H. Her name is K Lind.
The Literature teacher is nice. She's nice to everyone. So I can't tell if she likes me and H or not. Her name is Essay Tracks.
My Writing teacher is a little less nicer than my previous one, whose name is Learner. H has the Learner teacher. He has all the nice teachers. I've got the less fun, strict teachers. My teachers in order are: BBKrame, HKinn, KLearner, and now KBelch.
BBKrame is nice and organized but she doesn't joke with the other students. (There were practically no students in her class other than me)
HKinn is kind of strict.
KLearner is awesome!
KBelch is nice too but I sense strictness.
I like cooked carrots. And potatoes. And sweat. Just kidding.
Well, Jidda may be leaving tonight or early tomorrow morning. H is making some pasta for dinner. Dad is wearing a formal white shirt with pink and blue stripes. Really stylish, Dad. Z is lying down behind me on the floor. Now he's up and walking and playing with a Libya flag. Mom is showering. Was it needed, Mom? S is being normal old hermitty S. She has an excuse though. So yeah.
You're asking what I'M doing?
Entertaining you with this post. T_T
So. Anyways.
I'm randomly making typos. Did I suddenly get excited? T^T
I wish blogposts didn't have to have titles. Blogs are virtual diaries, aren't they? Diary entries are never titled. So why should blogposts have titles? Blogger should have a 'no-title' option.
hehe
Blogger, you don't need to listen to me.
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