Monday, September 17, 2007

Tutoring, Words, and Rah Rah!

Wow. I don't even really need to have five hundred words up until this weekend, and I already have at least twice that amount. Ha. I win. Except Izzi already has at least that much too. So maybe we tie. Or I could count and see which one of us has more words. Then I could decide if I win or not. But I'm amazing, and so I win by default. Haha. I'm awesome. Today was painful. My neck was sore almost all day because of what happened yesterday, and those stupid school desks made my back hurt more than it already did, and it didn't help that the excedrin I took before school wore off before lunch. It was not fun, but I managed to distract myself for a big part of the day. My friends, excluding a certain boy who laughs at me whenever I'm hurt or whenever I do something stupid, were all very sympathetic and helped me tease my little sister a little.

After school I stayed with my favorite science teacher who I am ALing for and helped to tutor the ittle bitty eighth graders who needed help with a worksheet they were doing in class today. It was fun mostly because no one showed up besides the other ALs so all we did was correct papers and talk and goof off like we usually do. It was pretty cool. ML, Grr, and I were racing around the classroom on our spinny chairs. We looked very immature, and all I could think about was how I thought of L and B when I first met them in seventh grade. They were definitely weird, but now I'm realizing that I'm just as weird as they were.

RAH RAH RECRUIT is TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!! Yes! I love the Rah Rah Recruit. It's when the orchestra goes around to the elementary schools Mrs. T teaches at and we play some really fun songs to get the sixth graders introduced to the orchestra. This year we're going to my little sisters' elementary school. They're only fifth graders though, and so they won't get to see me play, but if we're loud enough they might get to hear, and that's pretty cool, but what I'm most excited about is that next year when they decide what they want to play in the orchestra they are going to have Mrs. T instead of the weird old guy I had in sixth grade.

Well I guess that's it for now.....

This blog is turning into more of a journal than I thought it would......

Oh well.