Wednesday, March 21, 2012

I was in pain in Gym class

          Today I had language arts. There will be a test tommorrow. Later in social studies I had no room to fit my drawing. In math we had a substatude. That substatude was really angry with the girl. I was well behaved. The math problems were so easy. I did one on the board and kids complain that the math problem is to hard but it is easy for me. I was flying through these. I did number 5 on the problem. It was real easy. I was the best kid in math class that could do the problems. Also there were two other kids that are really smart better that me in math class. In lunch I played UNO and Marlon won. He won 12 times so I like to call him an upset kid. He throws tandrums and rips a lot of notes. In Gym we had a sub.
          I was very good at jogging that I almost did onelap but my ribs were in a lot of pain. I had to slow down. I grabbed my rib. I had to force myself but my rib was now going to be even more worse. It hurted so much for the whole period. I was almost in last place. I was second to last. In reading my face was sweating. My head was watery. In science I got a turn to pull the force of rocks. They could go up to 2.0 grams. I stayed after school. When bus 1 arrived lots of kids were running. Tryique ran over me. By accident because he was trying to catch the bus.
            I saw Robert Rohan's backpack and he had no zipper on his backpack. It took 1 minute before the bus came so when the bus came lot of kids were running to the bus. I was walking to the bus. I wasn't smiling unit Robert Rohan ran to fast and his binder flew of his backpack. The papers flew out the binder and into the grass. I was laughing. That was so funny when Robert's binder flew out and all the papers explode. Robert had to carry his binder with his paper to the bus so he wanted to be the first one. When I got home I heard a stranger in my house. He was the gutter cleaner. When he went outside I called him a baldy. Also I didn't fool around.
            This was so funny.

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