Snorah Jones?

Here was my day:

Bio: Wow, Mrs. Halldorson acted like she was high. She was saying all this stuff about leaves and was all excited and it was kind of scary.

French: Listened to French people. Not fun. We're doing too much dictation because I had a dream that a secret agent hired me to translate French for him because he was getting a call from a French informant. I just remember the informant saying, "est-ce tu as un patent?" (do you have a patent?) and "qu'est-ce que tu soit?" which as far as I know doesn't mean anything. Mr. Lamers thought maybe it was a prophetic dream. I hope so.

CW: We were getting our transitional portfolio ready. I was all confused because she wrote that we needed four original pieces, three marked pieces, one non marked piece, and so I thought we needed nine pieces, and then down at the bottom of the page it said we needed four pieces, and I was sooo confused. Then I understood that of the four pieces, four had to be original, three had to be marked, etc. I'm using my monologue, short story #3, my response to a song, and I'm writing something new.

Math: Mr. Farrell was teasing me and Tyler again and then afterward he was all worried that he offended me. We have a math test on Thursday, that's not going to be fun.

Spare: I'm now in spare and trying to make Zayne mess up at slime volleyball. I was working on my letters of transmittal but whatever, I'm bored. Zayne is trying to get past level 3 of slime volleyball but he can't. I've made it to the boss but I can't beat it. I mean, he takes up like half of his side of the court, he doesn't even have to move to block the ball! What a loser.

Anyway, the bell's going to go soon, so ciao!