Well, I came back from school an hour and a half ago. What a day. can I comment, that middleschool is one of the most confusing, stressful, and homework busy time of my life? God... I hate it, and I know it only gets worse when I become a highschooler in a year.

So today was a fairly average day in the school. I talked for about 30 minutes before the school bell rang for first hour, I said happy birthday to the History student teacher. I looked back 20-30 times and he never caught me once. The things I like about him? I love a guy with a sense of humor, like Lukas... I love a guy with the ability to know when to be goofy, and when to shut up. I love Virtuoso guys. (Virtuoso meaning musically capable) And I love a guy with good hair. Lukas has all of the above. He plays guitar, so do I. Did you know that guitar players have a language and you can never understand the terms they say? For example...

"Dude, I just got a new Black Sg with ebony fret boards. It's got large pickups and a great neck shape. The sound is amazing coming from my Line six spider three amplifier with distortion knobs and effects. I also got a nice wah pedal which is insane when I shred on "Stairway to Heaven" Solo... Yah I have a new metal capo. The other didn't hold down my e string..."

See what I mean? If you could understand some of that I congratulate you. I am not Fluent in Guitar, but I can speak it a little bit... I forgot what brand my pick ups were so... Anyways. After first hour second hour was fun. I do preforming arts radio and TV and we are making a movie. It's called "Strike of the Chibi Dragon..." Good title? I know... So after filming our amazing Universal studios Film (Not really, it sucks...), we went to third hours...

Let me tell you now, I hate thrid hours. Not because I don't like it, but because I cannot stay awake. No matter if I am holding my eyes open, I cannot stay awake because our student teacher, Mr.Allen, teaches our class. He is sooo stupid and needs to go back to teacher school to be taught to teach because he doesn't know how to. He never gets to check our homework because he talks so slow and has a little but of a love for the word "um".

"Umm... Today we will um, learn about, um the... the scientific notation... Now um... L... Lawrence, sit um... down... N-Name on the board..." Thats him, but for the whole class... *Grunt*... Hate him. I think he may be a little mental, and I feel sory for him, but please, spare us from the ums a bit! Go be an accountant if you "Love" math so much! Don't teach if you can't talk!!!

Now, after alot of ums and head nodding, I went to my favorite class, English. My teacher makes me laugh so hard. I love her to death. Mrs. K, and most people hate her. SHe yells a alot, but thats because alot of people don't know how t shut up. I also love fourth hour english because Lukas sits next to me because I told Mrs. K I liked him. She teased me, I blushed and the next seating chart, She sat me next to him... again... Second time in english in a row... I got it pretty good. So today we went to the lab to research for this huge paper. Wanna know how huge this is? it's 200 points. Altogether. 100 points for English, 100 for History. It's a history paper... Yay... I will spare you the boring ness of Korean Immagration from Korea to the US in the 20th century for now, but Lukas and I held a conversation. Let me repeat that. We held, a conversation...! He doest talk alot but I got him talking b saying just one sentance "So, hows the guitar playing? That really got him going. So we talked for a while. Now, I wil talk more later, but for now, I got to go home. I am at Holly's now "A friend"

Asta La Vista, Deerzez!

--Velmarox

P.S. I know there a ton of spelling errors... I could check I needed to go at the last second so...