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me and yvien got there by like i 9 or 10 or something like that. it was raining and it was gonna rain for the next billion years but it didnt beat us guys. walked in, went to tower of terror just to show yvien and went in some stores. then we went to runaway railroad because thats a goated starter for this park. and it was pretty cool. a lot of people gave us the stares, maybe cause were alone but yeah. i didnt care, yvien kept staring back. anyways then we went to rise of the resistance because i remember liking the ride. the line was super long but it was fun and cool as expected. i wanted to go on slinky dog but after feeling the drop on the rise of the resistance, i dont like that, at all. so no thank you. yvien really wanted to go but it kept shutting down because of the rain and the wait was basically 80 mins. ok so then we went to eat i think. we had a pizza, it was pretty bus. then we went on toy story mania i think. i won of course, loser. all my friends made fun of my accuracy but they dont get it. what matters is that i won. then we went to star war tours i think or i forgot what its called. but it was cooler than what i remembered. plus the line was short. but when we went two times, it was boring. we also went on rise of the resistance again, i cant with the drop, it lasts too long, its actually scary. we also went on the smuggler run or whatever its called. the line makes me mad because i can see how long it is. and that one is so long for no reason. the ride was mid and it wasnt scary enough. maybe because the drivers for me n yvien was an old couple but still. we got churros, frozen lemonade, a pretzel and popcorn. prettyyy cooool. it was raining and my feet were soaked though, that was painful but it didnt stop us guys. we went on 7 rides but we repeated 2 of them. yeah then we ate a burgah for dinner and it was probably the best thing we ate there. the workers seemed boring this time and yeah. wish i saw the fireworks.

update on my 8th grade year because ill regret and forget everything if i dont document these things. before we get specific, ms passer left. my english and literature teacher gave up on me within the first month of school. i personally thing she quit, but at the same time i dont. who knows. ms sledge (the only other english & literature teacher) says she got fired. which seems possible but still, ms passer would quit before they even thought of firing her. she never really taught us anything but isnt it such a hassle to find a sub who actually teaches? im a bit sad that i never got to say bye to her or thank her for the small things she did for us but okay. i knew this would happen, the moment she left, everyone started to miss her. i would never say i miss her, because honestly i dont. im ok that shes gone, if she was still here then i wouldnt care either. im glad she escaped but i will not switch up just because we have a meaner teacher now. now we have some really old grandpa teacher. mr brockway, im gonna call him the temporary sub because he will not be here in a few weeks, im 100% sure about it. now lets talk!

this my yap session
so far, i still hate school. but a little less. i no longer feel lonely like i was in 7th grade without aubree, infact, screw aubree because why do i always depend on people like that. it was horrible. anyways emma and eva are my buds. recently emma has been on my nerves and shes been super self centered and insane but i let it all slide because for one, its her life, she can set herself up for embarrassment in high school, two, i still love her as my best friend, and three, i dont care enough that shes embarrassing herself with some things. its our last year together, i want good memories. i still love eva, im glad we dont have all our classes together because i would probably get sick of her, but now i get the right amount of her. is it bad i see them this way? honestly i see all my friends as temporary friends, they last about a year or two and im done. in high school ill see them as lifelong friends. not all but i hope to meet my lifelong friends who i will forever be tied to, not in the way me and aubree talked about. im talking there is no distance or pity or guiltiness. we’ll always be connected. and shes gonna see me exactly word for word how i see her. and i wont have to doubt who my best friend is. yay! this year, theres been a lot of racism as usual. this year im not tolerating that stuff. i never did really but this year im gonna blow up, actually im too scared for that. this year, my motto is ball it cuz its my last year. ill regret doing nothing than something.
my friends keep saying theyre scared of me getting mad so theyre super nice to me, which shouldnt need a reason for other than that were friends but okay. they say it atleast once a day, and i respond with “haha” with a smile but in my head, this is exactly what ive needed. i wanted to enforce fear into all my friends so i could never be looked down on. BRICK BY BRICK, I BUILT THIS SHH. listen, it sounds wrong in some ways but i used to let people toss me around like nothing. I KNOWWW its wrong to kick people and curse them out only cause they pissed u off but at this point, its my 8th grade year, let me have the status for once. especially for the boys who think im just gonna let them sit here and do whatever. im helping them prepare for high school by humbling them one by one! it takes 2 seconds to get them to shut their mouths. thank you marcos and damiam who never fail to remind others ive grabbed on to their hair until they apologize. wait am i fake friend for this, is that even fake. am i crazy. i dont even care, i wont see any of these people enough to talk to them ever again after this year. im restarting after this, im gonna be a new person. ive been here for too long and its rotting my innocence. call me fake for this, i dont care, my friends will sell me out for an ugly boy any day. every girl and boy here always say “were going to the high school so were still gonna be best friends” i dont believe in that, best believe im avoiding everyone after this year, i hate this school that much. ill never have to do with it ever again. as much as i hate it, i love it. i love the memories ive made with some of the wonderful people here. ill say i hate everyone and my friends but hey, i call them my friends for a reason. i love them a lot but id rather die than spend another year with them. thanks! if u know u know.
ive been really bitter this year because teachers have been racist and weird towards me, plus one of the highlights of my day was suspended. but hes coming back next week so yippee. thats it for today, thanks for reading. run away if u see a bald man coming towards you. having no friends is Ok.

fights didnt exist when i was in 5th grade. actually i think they did, but they were never planned or that serious. nobody would get suspended. nobody would get hurt. once i got into 6th grade, i realized that the middle school building and elementary building are very different. were broker, smaller, and more problematic. 6th grade was just the start of it for me.

so far, within a month of school. there has been 3 fights in my grade. im sure 6th and 7th have also had fights. how do fights work. theres multiple answers. it starts with a self absorbed attention seeking girl. or an egotistical attention seeking boy. ill talk about the girl first, the first fight was with a girl named adeline and my own friend, zahyani. adeline is my biggest enemy. she doesnt know it, but i hate her. seeing her everyday in the hallways disgusted me and i couldnt take walking the same route as her everyday. if u read my 7th grade blogs, u would know. shes known for being loud, obnoxious and very… straight up. i dont know who is feeding into her ego but i hate it. she acts like shes better than everyone. shes cringe and needs to grow up. shes only been here for less than a year but everyone is scared of her. why? her eyeliner is always smearing and her hair is always looking like a mess. they could never make me like her. shes a liar, and tries to act older than her age. zahyani and adaline had been beefing for awhile. zahyani, a VERY sweet and honest girl, fell in this girl’s trap. adaline was fighting her own demons and blamed zahyani whenever she got caught doing something bad. FOR NO REASON. at one point, everyone believed adaline and i could only IMAGINE how bad they were talking about zahyani. so why did they even fight, zahyani shouldve just stopped talking back at adeline. everything was going down hill. on a nice sunny monday, adeline told everyone she was gonna fight zahyani. why. she has no proof zahyani did ANYTHING to her, she was just beefing with herself at this point and making stuff up. people like this piss me off. u look so dumb fighting urself. so, during our recess, zahyani was TERRIFIED from the news she heard. like wdym adeline wants to fight me. she told one of our… what do we even call her… assistant principal basically. and what did that dumb effing teacher do, NOTHING. ms usera went out and talked to adeline and adeline denied everything. zahyani was so mad, ms usera said she couldnt do anything because adeline refused to go with her and denied everything. less than 10 mins after ms usera left. adeline runs up to zahyani with a HUGE crowd following her. and everyone hears zahyani say “wait, cant we talk?” as she slowly starts STEPPING BACK. thats so sad. she didnt even want this. and then boom. adeline grabs her hair and swings her around to the floor. zahyani didnt fight back, she covered her head and took all the hits. it was pretty sad. i didnt even wanna go look. my friend scarlett jumped in and tried getting adeline off her. didnt work but adeline stopped herself. she was 100% embarrassed because it was dead silent. she stopped HERSELF. she realized this is so dumb and u look dumb. god. adeline was suspended the next day, zahyani & scarlett were fine. ms usera apologized 100 times. im sorry guys but im not getting involved unless my best friends get in a fight. eva and emma are the only people worth getting suspended for. scarlett and zahyani didnt get suspended, yay.

the same week, on friday, another fight! with 2 girls again. theres a white girl named rita at my school, shes insane. she never comes to school but on the days she did, it was chaos. shes basically adeline jr. they both cause problems and drama and just cant get enough of it. it literally disgusts me so much. eva and my friend violet used to be friends with her. like really good friends. last year, they decided they couldnt put up with her weird stuff anymore. she was doing really really bad things. i was so happy, rita was a horrible influence on eva. violet and eva made a group chat with rita and cut ties with her. on good terms. violet… has a big mouth. it spouts a lot of bad things. shes also self absorbed and has her own issues. but anyways, they left rita. this new year started and they never interacted. but on some random friday, my best friend roque (hes also actually a friend thats worth getting suspended for, another one of my best friends) told me during recess “yo rita is gonna fight violet, keep this low” WHAT. WHY? THEY ENDED OFF ON GOOD TERMS. IS SHE ABOUT TO FIGHT HER OWN DEMONS TOO? SHES MENTALLY ILL (not joking). i didnt think it was gonna happen, not because i didnt believe roque, but because i thought violet already knew and she would run to the principal if she heard about it. yet she didnt. rita dropped her backpack, tied her hair up and speed walked behind eva and violet’s back while they were walking side by side. they had no idea. so yeah… you know.. rita grabbed violet’s hair and threw her to the floor (u could hear her head hit the floor) punching and pulling and everything. sorry, but i cant get involved. but then eva jumped in. what in the world. eva and violet are best friends so i shouldve expected it, she jumped in punching rita and trying to get her off violet. did it work, unfortunately, rita easily threw eva to the floor. thats when i walked in and held eva up. by then i was literally shaking. cause what the hell. eva wasnt crying, surprisingly, and by the time eva got up, rita was stopped and they all went to the office. i didnt know eva actually hit her, i thought she was safe. but then everyone kept yapping. and yapping. and yapping. there was 2 videos that went around. all of them couldve been proof eva actually hit rita. but it never reached the teachers thankfully. rita was suspended and we havent seen her ever since. people say she was sent to a mental hospital for the 3rd time in a year, or a boarding school. either way, i hope i never see her again. eva didnt get suspended and neither did violet. they didnt do anything so yeah. but, people kept talking and talking. “eva got smacked” “rita won” everyone hates rita, but when it comes to fights, they defend whoever wins. wins? theres a winner? i had to tell so many stupid people, it was so exhausting hearing this and that. eva left early because she was just shocked, that girl was terrified. she didnt even know what she did. i was shocked. everyone kept telling me “isnt eva ur friend, she got smacked” it made me so mad. there were atleast 10 people defending eva but that was it. i was so done with this. yes, im nosy and im always there for the fights, but this time, i was not gonna let anyone bad mouth my actual best friend. i dont know why i just HAVE to protect eva from everything. when eva came back, nothing happened. everything was back to normal, thank god. adeline was back by then, then less than like 2 days after her suspension, she was expelled. reason why doesnt matter, it was a fighting matter, she basically threatened the school. anyways.

last friday. last freaking friday. a boy named nicholas and mario were beefing. this beef is long old, they have always been enemies and hated eachother. then this idiot i know, decided to tell nicholas a LIE that mario said he would beat nicholas in a fight. bruh what. i never thought nicholas was so immature to the point he’d get in a fight, but he did. it was random. i didnt even bother to stand up to see what was happening. but then, from far away, there was a gap between the crowd and i saw dayton punching the living daylights out of someone. WHAT THE FREAAAAK. i literally got up to fast and ran over there. the teachers held dayton back. what the freak dayton!!! u had such an clean record this year!! dayton is a very good kid, very respectful and smart, but that only started in 7th and 8th. before that, he was always getting in trouble and talking back. technically he still does, but to a certain point. hes such a nice person and ive seen it. seeing him punch someone so violently was so weird. that was gonna get him kicked off the baseball team and suspended. nicholas shouldve been suspended for all that (i think he was actually) and i was so concerned. on the bright side, dayton is still loved and everyone chose his side. so how did dayton even get involved?!!? basically, he just jumped in. i guess everyone is doing that these days. nicholas was pressing mario (i dont think he even threw a punch) and then dayton stepped in and started beating him up? nicholas didnt even fight back. WHY DID HE DO THAT. DAYTON AND MARIO ARENT EVEN THAT CLOSE. WHYY. so my PE class is gonna be lonely for a few days. dayton is a nice kid dude. he shouldve ATLEAST gone easy on the kid, hes like almost 6 feet tall LOL. anyways.

im not the type of person to say like “oh fights are so fun.” but i will have front seats. call me weird, i wanna be there. its usually some kids i dont care about. and whenever the past fights involved a good friend of mine, my friend always won. i was never worried who was gonna get hurt. but actually guys, they are a little scary to me now. obviously nobody would fight me, otherwise… yikes. i would win. bye, stay safe!

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im one week into 8th grade. what in the worrrrlddddd. im just excited for high school. 8th grade is NOTHING special (for now). everyone keeps saying this school year is gonna be the worst. but its my mission to make it the most unforgettable year. its a big deal, ive known some of these people for 6 years. and, my special best friends are NOT going to my high school so i just have to make even more special memories. right now, i actually wanna skip everything and leave. but i hope towards the end of this year, i get emotional about leaving. i wanna take advantage of everyday here. im used to calling myself an 8th grader, im used to my schedule, and even tho i hate a lot of my teachers right now, im just hoping they stop MESSING AROUND!! its my last year, THIS IS A BIG DEAL.

1st hour. piano, mr zitch or something like that. some old man. when i picked my electives, i thought it would be my old teacher, but he ended up finding a new job. this is SAD. i remember always asking him “are u gonna be here next year” and he always said yes or probably. i asked like everyday, cause i didnt want him to leave. sure, me and eva didnt listen, but i passed his class. i tried to make him hate me a little less by writing an appreciation letter to him every month or so. rip mr lafave. me and eva miss u a lot. anyways, so far, mr zitch, ur on thin freaking ice. i wanted piano to be the exact same as last year, thats what i expected atleast. dark room, random slow music on the screen, lamps, air thing (IT WAS LIKEEEE, IT HAD SCENTS N STUFF), annoying group of boys screaming over rip off fortnite on a SCHOOL PC, the corner with my favorite 8th graders who i love so much, and yeah. we did NOTHING in there. i miss it all guys. this year… i have 9 kids in my morning class and we actually play piano. honestly it isnt that bad, sure, i just HAD to be with the annoying smart snobby kids but on the bright side, since theyre smaller than me, i wont hesitate to beat the hell out of them if they annoy me. the only person i talk to is eva, thank god we got the same first hour. another friend of mine is janai but shes too shy and awkward for me to actually speak to her. i love her… but i had a dream where i beat her up before, so i feel like we both secretly have something against her. but i love her still, why? i dont know, shes SOMETHING! (eva does NOT like her at all)

2nd hour. holy crap did i NOT expect this at all. ms passer. english, from england tew. shes really short and has dark curly-ish hair. i wanted a different english teacher but now, i REALLY REALLY want a different teacher. on the first day, obviously it was dead silent, i walked in late but i walked in like a boss cause im goated. she doesnt even care when i walk in late, its crazy. anyways, shes super sweet and small. and now… our class is the craziest. bless that woman’s poor soul. her class is disgusting with trash everywhere and everytime she puts a “seating chart”, everyone ignores it the next day. everyone mocks her, talks back at her and gaslights her. man oh man is this gonna be a hectic year for my class. we’ve had to have 4 teachers walk in because we were so loud and obnoxious. ms passer has NO control over the class. to be honest, im a lil chatty too. but i know my LIMITS. it is impossible to listen to the teacher talk. its just way too loud. on the bright side, i get to do what i want. sleep, journal or just talk. yeah yeah, its wrong, but i only talk when its worktime. worktime is yap time for everyone. what does ms passer do? she stands in the front of the class telling everyone to stop talking. who listens, nobody. we’ve all gotten used to it. im friends with everyone in there, but my favorites are alexa and miranda. thank god for them. i dont know whats gonna happen. that class is literally insane. but wait for 6th hour. i like the class so far, cause i just sit there. literally. im still tired from waking up.

3rd flippin hour. social studies. ms taylor. oh brother. ms taylor is super short as well. looks in her early twenties to be honest. shes… something. u can tell 100% she uses tiktok. a lot. she even said so… “i have a tiktok personality” even i cringed at that. guys, thats not a flex. i have that class with emma, best thing about that. i HATE the way she teaches. she yapped a lot about bringing a binder JUST for her class. who do u think i am, she thinks we have all the space in the world in our backpacks. were holding 3 textbooks. and a lot more. i saw another kid ask her about a binder, and she said if he doesnt bring it then shes gonna email his parents. which scared me at first. but look at me, week 2 and im thriving without a binder. shes gonna do a binder check eventually but im just gonna prove it to her, u can survive without a binder. currently, to keep all my social studies papers together, im using a binder clip, i think im gonna switch to something else… anyways. shes making the class way more annoying than last year. in 7th grade, it was so simple, my grade never dropped lower than an A. emma and i had a long discussion about her class. ms taylor isnt making it easier on herself. there is so much work, like why are we picking up 5 papers everyday. my binder clip isnt gonna survive. ok, the way im explaining this class just makes me sound annoying. i just have something against all teachers. anyways, i love her classroom though. it is very cool. i hope i can get away with a lot in her class!

4th hourrr. science. ms d. idk how to spell her actual last name. ms d is a very scary teacher. jk shes not. wait no she is, on the bright side, if u piss her off 1-5 times, she wont remember, but she hates everyone basically and i dont really like her but its whatever (im only saying that because one time she misunderstood me saying “what” to EVA and she said “dont what me” and i said “i wasnt talking to you haha” and she was def embarrassed but i still said sorry. it was js natural. last year, she came in the middle of the year and it was like hell. for that class, i was obviously still in 7th grade. but from what i heard, nobody liked her. and i was really scared. but guess what. shes not that bad. shes just a normal teacher angry pissed off. she teaches terribly, shes supposed to be a PE teacher but here she is, teaching something she 100% doesnt understand. and i love these type of teachers in a few ways. because guess what, they end up getting mad at themselves for not being good enough to teach us so they give us answers. booooom. last year, i was the worst at science. i averaged a 60% on all my tests in science. quizes were a little better for me, id get an A but tests cost a lot more. so yeah, i got a C a lot. i ended off the year wiwth a B tho, dont play. ms d LOVES her 4th hour (me) and its pretty amazing. since school started, shes always going “u guys are my best class hands down” “you guys did amazing” “good job guys, no class has gotten better scores” even tho she has classes after us. we da best. she lets us do partner work, and even the bad kids do the work. everyone actually listens to her cause shes intimidating but still goated. for now. i have eva and emma in that class, woahhh. all 3 of us in the same room? yeah but eva doesnt wanna be around emma anymore so were never all together. its js me and emma and eva leaves. wait. lets talk about eva rq. “oh u leave eva for emma” thats eva’s mindset too. NO. i have always done so much for this girl eva. especially in school. i did her entire project last year. did i get a thank you. no. obviously she says thanks all the time, but when she doesnt, i remember. she ignored me one time cause she was crying and i didnt comfort her. i wasnt there for her only cause her other friend was already there and i was actually just tired. shes cried 4 times in the first week of school. are u serious. im not always gonna be wiping her feet. like seriously. she has done terrible things and i swear to always be there for her, but goddamn bro, show some appreciation and own up. and since emma and my other friends tell me shes walking me like a dog, im done being that person. eva literally asked me for homework answers one time and she didnt even know what the homework was to begin with. she could tell i was annoyed so she asked another friend. and dont even get me STARTED on the other friend shes always running to after i say no to her. anyways. i love eva. but next year when we go our separate ways for high school, we are NOT gonna be the same.

5th hour. after lunch yaaa. math. mr alger. (i was NOT put in algebra, i know. stop) right now, math class is also pretty good. i sit next to 4 funny people. alan, noah, damien (hes not that funny but hes apart of them so ok) and marcos (i had beef with him in 6th grade but since i ripped out some of his hair, hes been scared of me and ive been at peace). i have friends in that class but we sit so far. so i made it work w the guys. theyre so funny. its mostly just noah. and it makes math class fun. mr alger is actually funny and i like him very much. but now.. we need to talk about the way he teaches. GET. OUT. its like hes teaching HIMSELF. were not even there. hes just talking to himself. its so hard to stay focused but then u end up getting left behind. it is actually a pain in the ass. im so lost. we always only have like 7 math questions for homework on the bright side. and on the down side, the homework is on whatever the hell he was teaching himself up there. but math aint that bad since its funny. PLEASE MR ALGER HELP. im writing this a week later. i think hes been changing my real scores on my quizzes so i get a passing grade. not sure if he does that with everyone but im grateful he does it for me. thank you mr alger, i will be writing you a heartfelt letter before i leave this school. hes very very funny though. i like that about him. he probably knows he teaches horribly so he lets us talk and jokes around with us a lot. i love him a lot for that, its not an easy class, but im at ease (not on quiz days)

6th owwur. literature. ms passer again! about 70% of the kids in there are from my second hour. the 30% that isnt… are the worst kids they couldve put in this class. this class in a freaking mess. by now, ms passer is done with us, she told us its probably her last year of teaching ever. good for her. as everyday goes by and i see her sit in her corner desk looking at us throw things, walk out, scream, argue and people mess with the ipad (thats our “hallpass” thing every class has) and abuse everything about her, i start to write her letter early in my head. “dear ms passer, i think ur a great wonderful person that i shouldve done more for, thanks for “teaching” sorta my horrible english and literature class, i liked the stickers u put on my tests i got perfect scores on. also, i love ur accent! (she gets that a lot)” for the most part, everyone in that class is friends. and right now, im not sure how i feel. i have friends in that class, but its just not fun. all my friends treat ms passer horrible and it makes me mad but whatever. i cant do anything. everyday in that room is utter chaos, but atleast i can sleep without getting in trouble. not much to say, its pretty much a free period for me. i think about homeroom when im in there because im excited for 7th hour.

7TH HOURRR LETSS GOOOO I MADE IT. once ur in junior high (7th & 8th, 6th grade is pretty separated from us even tho were in the same building), u pick electives. if u pick PE. u have a 70% chance for one teacher and a 30% chance for the other. mr…. bald. lets call him that. its actually steigerwald but hes bald so yeah. he was my coach last year. and ive known him since hes been at this school, were the best of friends. i wanted him because the other coach, coach devitt, was… i dont know. i had nothing against him. i just wanted my final year here to be spent in the bald coach’s room. me, emma, and eva all picked our electives together (back when eva was actual friends with emma). i picked the exact same electives as last year, piano and PE. my backup was photography, ehh, u had to pick a third one so yea. eva wanted to be with me so she picked the exact same time. emma picked art, PE, and photography as her backup. thankfully, we all got exactly what we wanted. since 6th grade, actually since ive been at this school, my schedule has been perfect. it just takes a little bit to realize. anyways anyways. we all got PE as our homeroom! thats actually crazy. out of 7 classes. but for me, i had coach devitt. its rare to get devitt but this year, a lot of kids wanted PE i guess and so yeah. the bald coach only teaches 7-8th which is why a lot of other kids got him. coach devitt only has 2 classes for middle school and for the other classes, its all the other grades. i was really upset at first. but hey, look at me now. im happy the way it is. in my homeroom class, i have a lot of kids from my last year PE class, and if u forgot, i loved my 7th grade PE class a lot, they were quite awesome. and so, we are a horrible class all together, but thats how i know im gonna end this year off good. a lot of times, the 2 PE classes (mr bald guy and coach devitt) combine classes so i see emma and eva a lot. i think if i was in that homeroom, id get sick of them so maybe its a good thing theyre not in my homeroom. i thought id be lonely because all the girls in my class are boring, loud or mean. but its not so bad. im friends with everyone but i need an everyday buddy. first, it was a girl named miranda, but i realized shes too self centered and i cant be around her for too long without losing my sanity. but its not like i get to choose who im friends with (not this time atleast). on a special day, my teacher got so mad, he put seating assignments (in a PE class?!?!?) and i was SO happy. i didnt have to sit next to miranda (i love miranda but come on, ive been losing my mind being around her the past few days) and instead, i get to sit next to my life long best bud, dayton. the only normal person in that class. literally. in my 7th grade blogs, he was mentioned. that guy has defended me with his life and i appreciate everything hes done for me. hes very nice and i respect him a lot. so, ever since we got “seating arrangments” me and dayton have been the best of friends. everyone stopped sitting where theyre supposed to be sitting but me and dayton kept our spots. i walk with him everytime we go to the gym or anywhere and when we get freetime. i do my own thing. honestly i cling to him because i dont wanna seem lonely even tho miranda is there, i feel forced to be with miranda. its nice to know u have a friend there at all times tho. but actually. sometimes i PREFER to be alone. a lot of times during dismissal, i sit alone and watch everyone play basketball or soccer, whatever. and its fun to me. all my friends eventually approach me asking me if im okay, but i really am. i love watching people be people sometimes. or atleast doing something theyre enjoying. also, soccer and basketball is an interesting sport to me. so no, being alone doesnt make me sad, i get to talk to myself in an open space. and thats why i like PE. i have choices. i dont have to sit in one spot and do work or stare at a wall. i get to watch people, talk to my friends if i want, and were always in the gym which makes me happy because its a huge space and it just brings me joy. also the kids in my homeroom just bring joy to me. i hope it stays this way.

so yeah. good start to my 8th grade year. even my grades are going crazy good. thank you! i am very lucky
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after camping me, mama and papa went straight to cape coral. thuclam had to go to ohio so she split up after we went to charlotte. mama was coming later so papa and i went to florida first and right when we got there. i went swimming, WOW thucquyen goes swimming on her own, yeah chat, so dont go around telling everyone we never wanna do whatever until an adult tells us to, the more u parents force us to do something thats supposed to be fun, the more it becomes a chore and the fun-ness fades. then my mom came that night and my dad left the next day and we just went swimming everyday. one special day, we went to the mall and i actually got some drip. then we just stayed there for like almost 5 days i think then we went to yvien’s house for awhile. we also did little there, sure, everyday we ate out but i dont know what to write about that. then we went to ohio and left yvien lol. i was very berry excited to see my bean bien. he got so much taller. oh and then theres nam, whatever. i have no thoughts on that guy, but i think he has definitely changed, THANK GOD. my prayers were answered. before, it was so hard being around nam, he made me cry a lot and i wanted him GONE. but this summer, i think he’s changed. maybe cause of his friends, atleast thats what i think. nam is a lot nicer. bien is a lot meaner. jk bien is still 10 and plays roblox on his ipad, i hope that never changes. it was berry berry fun being there. for the most part. when my mom forced everyone to go on hikes, everyone was very unhappy. i know nam was gonna blow up. but to be real guys, its not the end of the world, you get over it. nam and bien, just be happy u dont live with her. then yeah, we pretty much did the same thing for 3 weeks.

Ok so basically the next day we did the same thing but went hiking with nana in the morning for TWO HOURS. zoe was basically dead by the end of the day. then we ate lunch which was probably sandwiches. then it was raining outside so we went inside for dinner and ate… i forgot. i do remember being paid to eat bean and cheese, disgusting. not worth a dollar but i did it. throughout the entire day, i couldnt stop thinking about the song shoota by playboi carti featuring lil uzi vert and how many victory royales i could be getting in fortnite right now. we watched a movie and then i went to bed early. i went to sleep super early when i was camping so that the days would go by faster, but it didnt help. every afternoon felt so long.. playing cards… doing this diamond thing… listening to the same 4 cds… i missed my bed. zoe sleeps the entire afternoon because hiking kills her.

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i was forced to wake up at like 9 to go hiking with pappy and thuclam. we took zoe and let her off the leash and then she ran away. no actually she would die if she ran away, she knows better to stay by me so i can fight off the bears who wanna eat her. the entire time we were hiking, which was for about an hour and a half, i was thinking about the spider-man across the spiderverse soundtrack. probably a year ago or less i started listening to 2 songs from the soundtrack. metro was cooking chat. its called Calling and Self-Love. OH MY GOD GUYS THOSE ARE SOOOO GOOD. and then later i started listening to the entire playlist and oh my goddd its sooo good. i rewatch the movie every few months or so because the movie is good, but mainly cause the soundtrack. i just like knowing what songs are playing in the back. metro boooooomin the person u are. anyways then we got back at like 11 and we ate sandwiches. then nana and pappy went on a long long walk around the campsite with their friends. when they got back we showered and then made smores. bus.

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i dislike camping, sorry guys, but its normal for some people to hate camping. i hate being in the middle of no where and i hate being dirty. obviously i dont say this out loud or ill get flamed but ill complain here. sure, sitting outside is nice and cool but thats about it. sleeping is a pain in the ass and its hard for me to find things to do. before my mom who is reading this says, “yu ar jus without yur electronics!!” true, i am. but seriously, were in the middle of no where, i dont find it entertaining to do word games either, or puzzles. i like playing cards and journaling, so thats what i did. i ran out of things to journal about, writing about nature isnt my thing. and i get to decide what i write about, not in these blogs though. if the dogs were more playful and if i was with other kids i bet i wouldve had fun. but no, we sat in the shade for hours and thuclam was on her phone. i sat there and began to miss my chores my home. because atleast i wasnt bored. rv trip was fun though, i was with my cousins.

ok so monday we drove 2 hours to get to the campsite and it was very very cool. it took like an hour to set up and then it was like 11 am probably or something. then we ate, probably sandwiches. we ate sandwiches like every single day for lunch. then we just hung out the rest of the day outside doing nothing. thats basically what we did everyday. but we went hiking for like 2 days straight and then 3 days went by very slowly. i was passing away in the sun and cold weather. anyways the hikes were like 1-2 hours long and i was dead by the afternoon. the showers were gross but thuclam gets mad when i complain so lets pretend they were nice. sleeping was like sleeping on a rock for hours. although, i liked how cold it got at night so i would die for the blanket.

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ok but thuclam was writing some mean things about me. ok so the first day we were actually camping, thuclam was in a terrible mood whenever she had to wake up. it was so embarrassing to see her like that. are you still 10 thuclam. also she was constantly on her phone reading a book and talking to herself. i dont rememeber what we did but we probably went for a walk and i ate zoe. literally for hours we just sat around doing nothing. zoe is the dumbest dog ive ever met. she looks like a wet rat. shes constantly smiling for no reason, like do you know whats going on in the world right now. wipe that smile off right now. sometimes when she walks past me i purposely put my leg out to see if she’ll jump over my leg but shes so dumb and blind she trips and walks it off. keep in mind shes going blind and shes deaf. pick a struggle zoe. but i love her and i love annoying her and making her look dumb. a lot of times in the house she runs down the hallway and loses control of her feet i guess and runs into the wall. it is very funny. sometimes when im eatin and shes at my feet, i trap her and keep her there until im done. sorry zoe. the first day we probably ate a sandwich and for dinner we probably had another sandwich. lwk the sandwiches are so good.

wowie guyssss, im basically done with this year. when people told me that 7-8th grade was their worst years of school, they werent joking. starting 7th grade shocked me, it was so different from what i thought. it felt like a big gap from 6th grade. so i guess thats why they exclude 6th grade from 7th & 8th at my school even though were in the same building. a lot has happened, lets summarize. aubree leaving my school ended me. it was like a whole new level of betrayal, ill continue to remind everyone in my life. and i saw her grow into a new person at a new school. by the way im talking about aubree at school, people would think she died or something. so yeah, i felt like a helpless little kid when aubree left me, so sad! but eva n emma helped me! i am forever grateful they help me through this year. (ignore my errors, imagine how long it took me to write this)

1st hour, mrs moreno, my social studies teacher. i love her, a WHOLEEE lotta people hate her. cause shes pretty strict, but shes so nice to me. well most of the time. she wont ever hate u forever. i think mrs moreno was really understanding to her students and was always so patient. well sometimes. shes up and down. anywho, most the time when shes happy and chill, i love her. every single day when she tells us a “funny” life changing event that happened to her, she’d look at me and wait for me to laugh. nobody was interested in what she ever said, so it was just quiet. i didnt laugh either, but id smile cause i felt bad. so whenever she said something that was supposed to be funny, she’d look at me like she was waiting for me to laugh. i wouldnt say i was her favorite, but thats something i def was, someone who thought she was funny. it was towards the end of the year i started to see the repetition in the looks she gave me so i started to laugh at her jokes. i felt bad, but sometimes they were actually funny. mrs moreno made me spit out my gum before, which i wouldve taken personally but some other very generous things shes done for me makes up for it. a few weeks ago (may), me and eva were in 7th hour and eva had to go to our building to finish her history final (our homeroom is in the elementary building), but i already finished mine so i didnt have an excuse, i lied to my 7th hour teacher anyways. eva didnt wanna be alone, so i was like, cool, eva can go do her final and ill go downstairs to hang with my 6th grade teacher or something. but when we actually got there, my 6th grade teacher was no where to be found. i walked eva to mrs. moreno’s class and i started to wander the halls cause i had no idea what i was gonna do. then mrs moreno peeked her head outside and was like “thuc. come here” and i was like “oh lawd” then she was like “where are u going, why’d u tell ur teacher u had to finish ur final?” “ummmm” thats what i said LOL. and she let me in her class for the rest of the hour while i waited for eva. i thought eva ratted me out or something but my homeroom teacher emailed mrs moreno. anyways im actually touched she saved me from getting suspended. i was gonna hide in the bathroom, i was lowkey scared cause like how the hell would eva know to tell me shes done, eva just left me. anyways on my last day, i didnt say bye but i like her. not my favorite, but i would say i love her.

2nd hour, mr freaking kleinow, math. a tall white man. i already knew of him since 4th grade. my student council teacher was mrs kleinow. i actually hated mr kleinow from the first day of school. i mightve written this before but yea. on the first day of his class, he purposely said everyone’s name wrong while doing attendance so that whoever has a hard name wouldnt be left out or something, he said someone like that. for example, for emma, he just like “EEEMUH” which was not funny. my class didnt know he was saying the names wrong on purpose and we all thought he was stupid. like how hard is it to say tyler. but i caught on by myself. when he came to my name, i thought “wow this is funny, even if he wasnt doing that on purpose he cant even guess how to correctly say my name right.” so he said it wrong, like every other teacher on the first day of school. since everyone in the class already knew me, they laughed at how they said my name. for some reason, every single person laughs when a teacher says my name wrong, or a sub. guys, i get it, its funny, but sometimes i wanna smash their heads into a wall. i just felt humiliated. so when mr kleinow said my name wrong. everyone looked at me and laughed. i already knew it was gonna happen. but this time, first day of school, it all just felt worse and i was ACTUALLY ON THE VERGE OF TEARS. i actually would start cursing on here but its ok. i hated him after that. i kinda still do, but i he was a good teacher so in the end, he was okay. hes actually a funny teacher, but sometimes he crosses lines with students and its not good.

3rd hour, mr boyd, science. wait this is lowkey about my love life at school. i LOVED his class in 3rd quarter, probably cause this extremely funny guy and lovely girl sat near me and we were a trio and i knew the guy liked me so i was happy. whenever a guy likes me, i never believe it. heres how it goes at my school, a guy tells his friend to tell a girl he likes her and then the girl is like “ew, i dont know who he is” then the next day they start “dating.” boom. thats middle school relationships. okay cool. thats what happened to me, ray (the guy that sat behind me in 3rd hour) told a bunch of his friends he liked me. wow, i dont have a reputation for that, its rare. i was walking with emma one morning and my friend val ran up to me, “guess what thucquyen!?” “what” “i feel so bad for you…” “what” “ray likes you!” if im being honest, she said she felt bad for me cause she was jealous, val used to be obsessed with ray the day he transferred here, she thought everyone would forget…i looked at emma with a blank stare. i walked away from val and was like “shes lying, im not the type of person to be LIKED LIKED.” of course, emma knows im not that person either. shes the prettiest and most wanted in my grade. even 8th graders would sell their soul to be emma. so she didnt object me. honestly, i was so happy, and i DID believe that he liked me. he’d be screaming my name from across the class, for some reason he’d say my name aggressively and we’d play around during the 3 classes we had together, but i thought it was as friends. but since a val told me he liked me, as well as 2 other people who were his best friends, i started to think of how he was. one of his friends would ask me multiple times, “do you like him” i said no all the times. ray is not a good person. very friendly and funny to me. but he smokes and WAY WAY worse than ive ever seen. anywho after i indirectly rejected him, he stopped talking to me. we were still friends though. anyways thats my life, on the last day of school i wanted to tell him that i actually did like him back, but that was after he started to date another girl. i just liked ray, i thought he was nice to me and he respected me, maybe not romantically? i even got him a birthday present, i dont recall seeing anyone else give him a present. last week, ray was crying at school. CRYING. mr tough gangster guy was crying at school. apparently he was getting death threats, when me and my friend angelique were talking about it, me and her agreed that its probably cause he made bad choices. she hated him. i was like yeah for sure. but also, it mustve been something worse if he was crying his balls out at school. i dont feel that bad cause i know what hes capable of, but woah. anyways on the last day of school, i forgot to say bye, but he saw me anyways and i didnt even see him, but i heard him yell across the hall, “THUCCCCQUUYYYYYEEEEENNN!!!! BAIIIIIIIIIII!!!” oh my god. i was like “RAY? BYE RAYYYY” and thats the last i saw him. it was like a movie scene in my head. but who cares, ill see him next school year, ray was actually a big part of my school year. science was ok, terrible subject but 3rd quarter with him and a girl named miah changed my life somehow. mr boyd changed our seating arrangements the next quarter… and miah left the school.

4th hour, literature. ms steele. mid. her stupid freaking ego killed me. a lot of kids hated her, but a lot of kids also loved her. ok wait my fortnite just finished updating. ok hey guys. 4th hour was my least favorite. ms steele favored a lot of students, you have to talk to her if u wanna get on her good side. i thought i was on her good side. i sat directly infront of her the entire school year in silence, i was a top student in her class. sure, id fail her tests, but i still ended off the year with all A’s in her class. how is that possible? ms steele is a dirty stinkin liar, i did all my homework and thats literally it. the tests and quizs were so low. anywho ms steele was not the best teacher. and i mean like, TEACHER. i cant recall anything i actually learned in there. whenever she would teach us (which was rare because she usually has us do a packet by ourselves in complete silence for 40 mins and then give out the answers), i hated her explanations. when someone got something wrong, she would obnoxiously say “no.” and give like an UGH face. and then someone got a question right, she’d just be like “yea”. yeah, i expected some more emotion or something. she was so emotionless and not even there. she constantly compares us to high schoolers, not even 8th grade, high schoolers. oh yeah, for like 3-4 months, ms steele said my name wrong. i didnt wanna correct her because of how scary she was in the beginning. to this day, she cant get eva’s name wrong, how the hell do you get EVA wrong. she says AVA. she had a speech after my friends confronted her about saying my name wrong infront of the entire class. ms steele was saying that its OUR fault because we never corrected her. EXCUSE ME? MAYBE IF U COULD #$#ywo$lhiuefkjsdlfkj READ U DUMB LITTLE. just kidding, then we’d both be in the wrong. anyways, in the second to last week of school, ms steele assigned an essay due on the day before the last day of school. ur joking. on our paper she wrote it was due on the last day of school, but on the board she wrote it was due on the day before, some student asked about it and she really said “i decided to change the date.” WHAT.U CANT ASSIGN SOMETHING ON THE LKAST DAY OF SCHOOL? i was gonna do it anyways, but overtime, i was getting more and more annoyed with her. my homeroom teacher told me grades were locked so you cant just add some assignment. on the last day i had her class (not the last day of school, the day BEFORE the last day of school..), me and my friend dayton (a BOY) were whispering for a good 15 mins. the whole class was dead silent so it was obvious we were talking. we were talking about the stupid essay ms steele assigned. neither of us were gonna do it, also i got my honor roll certificate that morning and i was this close to shoving it in ms steele’s face. anyways i told dayton just to pretend he was doing it on the chromebook so i helped him get there. i knew ms steele heard us the entire time, but i dont care, i dont care how any teacher feels about me anymore, it was the last time i would ever have to be in her stupid class. once me and dayton’s never ending whispering paused cause i took his chromebook to show him where to “start”. ms steele’s fat bum (she is fat, shhh) said “ok you two either like eachother or are dating or talk too much” which in her language means “shut up.” i stop myself. look back. and say “i was helping him??” and she goes “ur always helping him” LOL OKAY? ISNT THAT A GOOD THING? at my school, its very very common for teachers to assume a boy and girl are dating because theyre talking too much in class, they do it to get them to stop talking. “ewww no hes my friend, ill have to prove the teacher that were not dating so ill shut up.” that was an example. anyways so then dayton goes “yeah she helps me a lot because shes smart” and then ms steele responds with “what about jacob????(sits behind dayton)” and dayton says “well… hes not as smart.” thats where it ended. i was about to scream at her. “ms steele, dayton and i go way back to 3rd grade, and its possible to have a platonic friendship with a nice boy, theres something called friends, maybe you dont know what theyre like, or maybe ur just jealous” some more things i hate about ms steele: the way she talks about us. “you guys arent gonna make it to 8th grade with those grades” and so so much more. she talks to us like were her children, which she doesnt have. how much are they paying ms steele to even be here, she has speeches about us being dumb or annoying or “terrible students” like we forced her to be our teacher. the door is open WOMAN. i can name probably 5 kids who love her, but im sorry, im a hater. shes so impatient and i hate her. of course, i keep that to myself. i DID try to be her favorite, but she doesnt say anything when i say thank you to her or ANYTHING NICE. no more literature in her class, thanks!

5th hour, mr steigerwald, PE. everything i have to say is already in my other blog. i will miss that class the most. all the boys in that class made it so so much fun and i love every one of them. even though ive beefed with some of them before. in the end i knew i was gonna miss them, we were the worst class, which made it so fun. i had PE after lunch, which made everything after lunch more exciting and fast. if we wanted to go outside or into the gym and have freetime, we would usually have to sit in the classroom for 2 mins in silence. its impossible. it takes us 15 mins to all sit down first. the “be quiet if you want freetime” part of class was the only time the whole class would be engaged in something. all of us would be laughing even when were supposed to be making eachother shut up. me, i wouldnt be the class clown or anything, me and eva were the girls who would laugh at EVERYTHING. me and eva sat in the best spot, with all the funny people. and i loved them. theyre my goats forreals, goated class.

6th hour.. english.. mr greer. also a bad class, wasnt his worst. but a bad class. i cant recall a single day since the first day of school when everyone was silent. roque, steven and erik are always leaving class in the middle of the lesson, asking for water, walking around, gossiping, cheating and everything. it made class way more interesting. they dragged me into getting in trouble multiple times, but i was the top student so mr greer didnt hate me. he didnt hate anyone. i kinda liked him yk. out of all the teachers, i thought he would leave us, when we told him how last year a lot of teachers would leave mid year cause they were tired of us, he said he wasnt gonna give up on us. that actually made me happy for some reason. obviously it didnt go through anyone else, but i started to notice the small things mr greer does for us. and i think hes just a ball of happiness. im grateful he didnt move my seat. i had the best people around me. he was also really blind because i would eat (roque ate way more of course and you could hear him from across the universe but mr greer didnt notice AT ALL???) i would give other people answers. overall mr greer’s class was a normal class, a little better than normal, it was fun. OH. i appreciate mr greer so so much for letting me sleep, like everyday. PE drains me for some reason even tho all i do is talk in that class. thanks mr greer!

7th hour…. piano. mr lafave. i love love love that class. my favorite, my actual favorite. first reason: its a free period, i did minimal work and ended off with beautiful grades for a girl who sat around and talked the whole class. second reason: i had eva, my best friend. thats a reason why. but also, its cause i met 3 loving 8th graders who treated me like i was their child. i wont forget the day eva wasnt there and since most of my homeroom is 8th graders, i didnt really know anyone. layan, a short girl with such a child like voice held the door for me and told me to sit with her and her friends. her friends, angelique and mia. they were so so so cute. angelique, layan and mia are very very aggressive and pushed me around a lot. but hey, i was on my feet and laughing and i loved them. i introduced them to eva and we all got along so well. layan was the kindest one out of all of them. she was the most supportive and since i met her first, it was different with her. she was just so nice to me i cant believe she exists, too sweet to be alive. when eva was there, we would go on our own, id still say we had a little group of 5. angelique, eva, mia, layan and me. nobody was ever left out the days me and eva decided to sit with them. some days we would sit with them, some days we wouldnt. anywho they’d always invite us to play some dumb game with them anyways. it was really cute. im talking like theyre 5th graders.. anyways they promoted and are moving on. i didnt get to say my last goodbye to mia or angelique cause they didnt come on the last day. but layan did, and i gave her the biggest hug for atleast 10 mins. im gonna miss her so much. im gonna miss mia and angelique too. all my 8th graders. tears were gonna form when i hugged layan for the last time. fortunately layan was going to the same high school as me!! so excited. i love that little cockroach.

seventh grade was hell. i hated it, but the good memories are what i would like to look back on. its not that serious since its 7th grade, but really, people werent joking when they said 7th and 8th were the worst years of their lives. i wouldnt do this year over again if i had the choice, but im so grateful i met these new people. 8th grade is gonna be a heck of a year. me, eva and emma are so excited!!!! ME THE MOST. IM READY TO CRY SO MUCH

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