So who got their tickets yesterday? Moi. They're beautiful(:. I, once again, freaked out. They're now tacked to my bulliten board and shall remain there until the 7th.

-inhales--forgets what is going to say--exhales-

I know I haven't blogged in a while. But this weekend I was over Ella's house and then nothing interesting happened.
While I was over Ella's, we went to the Bodies Exhibit that's touring everywhere. That was pretty cool.
Then we made pants for the concert. I'll add a pic of mine soon, if I remember.

My language arts teacher is an idiot.
Seriously.
I have her for first/homeroom and thats the longest class. I hate it.
Today we were in class and we had to take a writing assessment on if gum chewing should be allowed or something. I, of course, said yes incase you were wondering. It was persuasive, which she hasn't 'taught'.
So she was grading them and we were doing other stuff she hasn't taught us when suddenly she starts talking: 'These are horrible. It sounds as if you don't know the persuasive format. Where's your thesis statement? Blah blah blah.'
I have a question.
And a statement.
Or some.
We don't know the persuasive format. -She might say: Yes you do, we went over it. It's been on the board forever. You were supposed to copy it down.-
We didn't go over it. You went over it in 5 minutes while we weren't paying attention because it was time for us to leave your class. And we couldn't copy it because we can't read your horrible handwriting.
Second:
What the hell is a thesis statement?
You keep talking about it and telling us we have to put it in our writing, but have you ever broken what it is into 7th grade words? No.
And then she goes onto reading parts of the essays out loud to the class, having the names in full view.
That's embarressing and rude since we didn't give her permission to read them.
Gah.

Jordan.