Anyway, giving the speech wasn't so hard. It was easier than giving the speech in class. I was a nervous wreck in class. An hour before the second round, the competitors were to give their speech (again) in class. Halfway through my speech, I bust out laughing. This is normal when I'm happy, but I didn't want to do it in front of the class!! All the people who hate me had something to say, but the second time I went up to give my speech and when I gave my speech in front of the school, I was a cool cucumber.
I'm gonna add these photos of the card I made for my science and reading teacher, Mrs.Benko. Her birthday is tomorrow, and she's like my best friend so I had to make her one. Here it is!
Here's the front cover.
Here's the inside.
Ande here's the back.I'm really proud of myself. I wrote ALL those Japanese characters by myself and it took about a good hour and a half. That gave me an idea. Why don't I copy pictures with this new found copying talent? My friend Roberta does it all the time and people says she's an *artist*, so why don't I do it? I hope I can keep this Godly motivation to actually try to copy something. If I don't...that sucks.
I hope Mrs.Benko likes her birthday card. She's gonna be 41. I talk to her for hours after school and I think she's really cool. It's not even the kind of talk suck-ups like myself use to talk to teachers, its, everyday normal talk. She generally likes me as a friend, and I like her as a friend too. I do hate it when people say I suck up to her though, because I know deep in my heart that every 13 year old has (or needs) an older friend-mentor. Everyone needs one for that matter.
I'm thinking about finishing the fanfic I started to write for Roberta, my close friend. It's about Naruto (you should of known! I still watch kid shows!) and two of the characters from the show (Saske and Haku, Haku died) having sex. There's really no love at all in the story except for Saske and Naruto, Haku's there for the sex. Hey, I just want to put that on the table. Sexy bishonen (if I spelled that right) having sex is a match made in heavy. (That was the hormones speaking by the way...hehe...)
Next week there's no school and I'm so excited. I have a denttist's appointment Monday, and I'm not happy about it. I usually end up crying at the dentist's office, even till this day. I have a dentist phobia. Everything about them I hate. Plus, I'm afraid that I have cavities, because lately I've been shewing loads of gum...
Well, Nick (my ex-best friend but now friend whose close to being my best friend) sent me some emails. I'm gonna go check them. And be lame. So, bye.
(Sorry to bore you to death by my post blog. Just remember:Boring people can have blogs too. It's not illegal, but it may cause certain death)
....God, my jokes suck....
Well, Bye. Again
No comments:
Post a Comment