A Day In The Life of Me

Lets get down to earth...

Today started like any typical day would for me. I woke up at seven, drooled a little while eating breakfast, and was off to school.
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I go to a very small high school. Everyone knows everyone by name. People in my town live in a fantasy land. Infact, for personal reasons lets call my town Pleasantville.
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But since Pleasantville Highschool has block scheduling today I started my day off with my Elementary Aide class. I go to Pleasantville Elementary and help in a Kindergarden room, which is always extremely entertaining.
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However, in this classroom (let's call it Mrs.Puff's class room) there is a very awesome boy. He has a very awesome first name. But due to confidentiality in the school, I feel obligated to hide his identity also. Let's call him Frank (his real name is much awesomer and blunter). He is the most adorable kindergardener ever. He asked me to go to his birthday party (which I am much flattered by) I could go on and on about this boy! I better stop before you guys think i'm a pedifile.
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After first block was over, I left Mrs. Puff's and went to P.E. My P.E. class is verrrrrryyyyy interesting. It consists of me, a boy on crutches, a guy who is a baby-daddy (we think) and thinks he's slim shady, a fat chick who thinks she rocks at everything, two normal seniors who always exclude themselves, and three hick/farmer/redneck/hilbilly best friends that are extremely loud and never bathe. wooooooo. fun.
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I'm one of those extremely un-coordinated girls in p.e. actually, i take that back. I am one of those children that was never taught how to play sports from their parents so now have to suffer in physical education.
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Next was lunch.
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I like lunch.
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Then was chemistry. Pleasantville is home of the dingyest chemistry teacher around, for identity protection lets call her Ms. Guided. Now, Ms. Guided is roughly fifty years old and did a lot of partying and drugs in her younger days. She is now a total fry. I think the other day she said farts were sexy (in her frail little confused voice) while half-dancing (something she does A LOT).
After chemistry I had seminar. One of my best friends, Shirley is in there (I referred to her in the intro). Shirley and I are the only ones that ever stay the entire seminar.
We play the floor is lava frequently.
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This blog will probably talk a lot about Shirley, so i had better describe her. Shirley is tall, cute, extremely skinny, a little on the pasty side (in a pretty way), a light shaded brunette, very freckly and greenish eyes. She has a very wavery voice (it cracks a lot which just makes her cuter). She has this way about her that everyone likes her because she is just so nice and cute.
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After that, we had Spanish. By the way it's cinco de mayo!!!! Senora is hilarious. She lets the class crack sex jokes on a daily basis and isn't afraid to smack students. During which i now sit by Clark Kent. This is not his really name if you hadn't alreay guessed. Clark and I have had something forever. However, we have never actually dated. It's a little ridiculous. Anyway, he's had sex with like five girls and I'm the virgin mary. Anyway, we are "hanging out" again and i really hope it goes somewhere this time.
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There is sooooo much to do with Clark, sometime I'll have an entry just to fill you in with him and all the drama in that area.
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After that, school was over. Yay! And Laverne, Shirley, Lucy, Ethel and I (by the way these are my four best friends) went to Dairy Queen. I ate a Georgia Mud Blizzard....which was very delicious.
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I'm getting very tired so I'm gonna wrap this up.
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After that I didn't do my homework, went to gymnastics and typed this blog.
Stop.

Simply,
Kyndra

A Note to Bloggees

My name is Kyndra and I'm seventeen years old. A question that I keep asking myself....why the hell am I blogging?

I really haven't the slightest. I blame Julie and Julia. Stupid television and it's damn influencing. However, two of my friends Laverne and Shirley (the real names I've protected for personal reasons) are convinced that my life is exciting enough for a television series. A blog is good enough for me though.

Let's get down to the knitty griddy. I'm an only child with four dogs, four realllyyyy close friends, a knack for procrastinating, a new crush pretty much daily (sarcasm don't worry), and a pretty eventful day to day life.

GAME PLAN: I will blog daily about the funny, random, sometimes sad, average things in my life. I'll write it much like a journal entry, but want much feedback. Ready? BREAK!

So, without further adieu...this is the introduction for my blog! Enjoy!

*first bloggee (blog reader...whatever you wanna call it) question: Should I have a little sign in or sign out saying like "It's time to get down to earth" or "you just got down to earth"? or is that too lame?