What's a burrahobbit got to do with my pocket?

Okay, I am working on my big English Hobbit booklet thingie. I finished all the questions (like five pages worth) and am doing the quotations. There's a bunch that we have to explain, but they're all stupid ones like "I will give you a name' he said to it, "and I shall call you Sting." What's there to explain? He's naming his sword. Also there is "'Where iss it? Where iss it?' Bilbo heard him crying. 'Losst it is, my precious, lost, lost! Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost!" Gollum is sad because he lost the ring! What is there to explain? It's confuzzling.
Whatever. Here is what I have to do still to finish this booklet:
Explain a page of quotations that don't need explaining.
Finish my persuasive paragraph about racism.
Finish five journal responses.
Finish one group project, but I don't have to do that yet. I would laugh if me, Heidi, and Zayne were put together. We always are for some reason.
Heidi can't come back to wellness ALL YEAR! (tu es un biatch!) I was gonna laugh at her when she finally had to do the sit ups and push ups but NOOOO!! I'll laugh at her next year when me and Amanda have rock hard abs and she's flabby. Mwa hahahahahahaha! And also when she has to take aerobics with Mr. Ruetz! Lol, I will enjoy laughing at her.
Church today was kind of fun. One old lady sang the hymns really fast, and we were doing the Hosanna one, and she was so much ahead and messed everyone up and we all faltered at the end. I was trying to keep the laughter in, but when almost everyone stopped singing at the end, I had to laugh and then Jonas was laughing at me.
Then the minister said something about how young people only care about their toys and having a good time, and when we were doing the peace I went up to see Mom and she's like "how did you feel about that comment about young people?" and I was like "I took issue with it!" and she told the minister that I said that and apparently he was upset that he offended us.
Two more months (I believe) until semester change. Here is what I have next semester, in no particular order:
History-Mr. Farrell
Math 20-Mr. Farrell
Info pro/Wellness
Accounting-Mrs. Barber
English B-Popo

I'm going to miss my French family a lot. When Mr. Lamers isn't all bipolar, French is so much fun. I feel sorry for people in shop. They miss so much.
I want an iguana, and I want to name it Popo.
That came out of nowhere. ONE EYED KINO!
Lol, good times. I miss my Jessinia. I was supposed to be getting a letter from her and she sent it in like October and its not here yet, so I think it got lost in the mail. The letter I sent her before took like six weeks to get there so I think something is wrong with the postal service in Prelate. Or maybe St. Angela's is actually a high security jail and they censor everything and that's why it got slowed down. And the necklace is actually a high tech "note in a bottle" if you will, requesting my assistance in her escape and they have found out, destroyed the necklace, and have taken Jessica to a dark room, tied her down, and have employed Chinese water torture as punishment.
Yep, that's it.
I hear cats scrabbling on the linoleum upstairs, so I wonder what is occurring.
SOMETHING ABSOLUTELY AMAZING HAPPENED!!
What is it? You ask. I can feel your confusion and excitement.








I CAUGHT JONAS LISTENING TO SLIPKNOT! I came in to kick him off because I had homework. I heard guitars ripping up the music and wondered what kind of video game soundtrack this was. Then I heard the unmistakable killer vocals of my buddy Corey Taylor and said to Jonas "Jonas, you are listening to Slipknot!" he said quickly "no I'm not!" and I looked on Windows Media Player and saw that "Three Nil" was highlighted.
HE WAS SO LISTENING TO SLIPKNOT!
And I was listening to What We're All About by Sum 41 and he was BOBBING HIS HEAD!
I will get through to that boy yet, mark my words. Oh yeah.
Anyway, I must go work on English again.
Toodles noodles!