Yesterday was probably the weirdest day ever. My mother, who indiscreetly cleaned the whole house, because her pen pal from Texas was coming over was possibly the happiest I've ever seen her. I thought that maybe she should do more political stuff like the activities she's doing now if she's this happy. Anyways, while they were away talking to a lawyer or whatever, I got a phone call, telling me that I was accepted into the school that I chose for HS. Now, I'm not one to brag about such a thing especially considering how easy the examination was, but there's something special about my case.
I'm skipping 8th grade.
That's right, I'm going from 7th grade to 9th grade. Skipping. Wow, I can't even believe it's happening to me. A lot of people told me that I was going to miss out on a lot because 8th grade is your best year. But I think it's a waste of time. Honestly. There's no point in wasting a whole year if you ain't gonna learn anything. That's all I have to say about the matter. My personal belief is that I will have less time for things, but that doesn't mean I won't have one hell of a school experience. I think that me skipping will just intensify it even more.
Why don't we say my report card looked something like this....
Thursday, June 21, 2007
