Mùa hè đã qua, con và mẹ bay qua Cape Coral thăm nhà mấy ngày rồi cậu chở qua nhà cậu ở lâu hơn. Vì nhà kia hết việc rồi, ở nhà cậu sẽ có chỗ đi chơi hơn. Trong khi đó chị ThucLam thì bay qua bác Trường để đi Cedar Point với ba anh. Chị ThucDan thì ngày càng bận rộn hơn nên muốn đi như hồi xưa sẽ khó hơn nhiếu. Hè này chị đã sắp xếp đi hai lần nhưng lại bị kẹt. Còn ba thì đi qua Cape Coral một tuần để sửa vài thứ lặt vặt và sau đó cũng có qua Ohio mấy ngày. Hết
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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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