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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