User blog:Forestpaw13/Bunches of Stuff!

Wow. A lot...

I'll just get right to it, then.

That Dang Thyroid of Mine
I'm going into an operation to have the thing removed. THEN they'll check for cancer. :) I'm safe for now.

8th Grade Formal
Last night (June 4th, 2010) was a night I'll remember forever.

I got all dressed up. Dress. Shoes. Bracelet. And... makeup. *faint*

I went to my school. I went into the gym. Music was blaring. Sound was pulsing. All of the teachers roamed. My throat made a weird noise. And I danced for 2 and a half hours straight. :O

At one point a guy that everyone knows I like asked me to dance so I said sure.

But... as I was in the act of dancing, (No touching. Jeez!) my teacher comes by and pulls me aside. I was like, "SERIOUSLY?"

She gave me details on my test on Monday and pushed me back towards the action.

Believe me, I was mad. I'll take it up with her on Monday.

Being Treated "Special"
I got a poem assignment on Tuesday (the day BEFORE my doctor's appointment) that was due Thursday.

I didn't turn it Thursday (for obvious reasons) and my teacher gave me another day (the same one who poked me! :O).

She had a list on Friday (yesterday) of kids who didn't turn the poem in. I was supposed to be on there and I WASN'T.

I'm going to turn the thing in, if she likes it or not. End of it.

MistClan
Is getting pretty intense. That's all I'm saying.

Too Young at Heart
I wrote it for a contest. You should read it and tell Wetty how great it is so I win. :)

But seriously. It's the best I've ever written. The description's on the page.