School Language

Has anyone noticed that school has the weirdest names for the objects that are already invented?

This is what my teachers say:

Regular Name............................School Name
More than 1 piece of paper......Packet
3 Morning Classes.....................Green, Red, Blue Class
English Class..............................Language Arts
Gym............................................Physical Education
BIG Test....................................CMTs
"We have this homework"......"I'll 'dot' you"


(Insert "butler" voice here) Thank you for spending moments of your precious time learning the language of my school.

Now that you understand, I don't have to explain to you how confusing it was on the first day! Many kids were screaming, "Which order is our classes in? Red, Blue, Green? Blue, Green, Red? HUH?" and others were shouting, "I need to get dotted!!" (We have a book to write our homework in so to make sure that we wrote it correctly, the teachers take a marker and jab it into the piece of paper.)

Today, everyone understands perfectly what needs to be done. Thank God that is. If everyone caught up on this language late, it would be disastrous with everyone going to the wrong class, getting frustrated, yadda, yadda, yadda.

Well, got to go! BYE!

Swim Meet, Shoe Pictures, and CMTs!

Sorry about the lighting; I got home and took the picture once I took my coat off (Tip: Get up from your computer chair and look down over it. It works!) Anyway, these are the famous black boots that I have been drooling over for the past week. Yes, yes, I know, they are AMAZING!!!

Anyway, the swim meet went pretty darn awesome. I got 3rd place out of the STATE in butterfly! Monday, there was a town meet. I got a gigantic trophy for backstroke and a cute silver medal (symbolizing 2nd place) for butterfly! I need advice (I'm counting on you, Jen and Dolly!) I don't know what type of sport I should do for the Spring, swimming (I would really like to get better at it so I could get a scholarship or something) or softball (I want to get outdoors). As you can see, my side comments are arguing (no they're not), (yes they are). Ugh, not again!

I know what you people are thinking. What are the CMTs? Well, first of all, it stands for Child Mind Torture (a.k.a. The Connecticut Mastery Test. Yeah, I bend the truth, I'm a baaaaad girl). This test that is hated by common Connecticut pupils is loved by one kid... me. I mean, it's so easy! All you have to do is sit down, recieve the test, get left alone, and follow the directions! You get almost no homework because the teachers don't want you to be "stressed out for the next day." We follow what the teachers say.

Last year, my CMT scores were all above average, so I got this invitation for the smart kids breakfast with cute cookies and hot cocoa. Fun!

Well, that's all the inspiration left in me for today! Bye!