This One is for Mrs. B

Hey Mrs. B. How's it going? I just wanted to let you know that you're my favorite...always. We still need to talk about this past weekend. Maybe after school, I don't know. Oh and I promise that if you let us go in the tent for writing, we would never disrupt your class. =] My mom won't let us go in there though.
I still haven't written something extremely awesome about you yet (the whole yearbook situation) and I feel really bad about it. I just feel afraid that I won't be able to write as much as I want to. I'll get around to it though; just you wait.
I have to come back to this because there's an interesting conversation going on between Thoe and my mom.

America's Best Dance Crew

I'm sitting in a corner of the DC watching Theo's computer. We're supposed to do a dance assignment for our class and it involves watching an episode of ABDC and evaluating the dance. To be more specific, we're supposed to watch three dances and describe what they're doing in those dances. I'm not quite sure on the details, but I haven't had the chance to complete the assignment yet.
I have a question for you people; what do you think about socialized health care? I feel that here in the U.S. we should socialize it. Because, think about it. Would you rather spend thousands of dollars on a surgery or pay taxes that are just a little bit higher than they are now. I don't know how much they would raise the taxes, but it couldn't be as bad as what it costs to go to the doctor now.
I'll have to think more about it and get back to you all later.

Parents' Day

Today at our school, it is parents' day. All the parents of our 18 students have come and visited. It's been chaotic at sometimes, but overall I think it's gone pretty well. The parents seem like they're enjoying themselves; they really get to see how unique our classes are. We went outside for Spanish and walked to the Mudhouse....(I'm not going anywhere with this)

On brighter subjects, but not really brighter because I'm just going to ramble...idk.
Have you ever noticed that D minor is a very sad chord. It's the saddest most depressing most angry chord there is...on any instrument. Like other minor chords are sad, but D minor is the worst.

Now I'm going to say something that was said during our jam sessions at school.
"E minor me,"
"F-in G,"
"Makin' F up in C,"
"I will F,"

By the way, I love Mrs. Bowerman. She's the best teacher in the world. Did you know that when you call her, it says "please wait for the call to be recieved," (or something like that) and it plays "With or Without You," by U2?

Mrs. Bowerman...gone!

Mrs. B was sick today with who knows what. Let's hope it isn't swine flu. Now we're skyping during writing class. Theo and me, not Mrs. Bowerman and me. It's pretty cool. Over the weekend I had a black girl stay at my house, her name is Kalen. Actually I didn't invite her, she invited herself, but whatever it wasn't too bad. She was texting all weekend. Tonight I have Alice rehearsals at 7. It's gonna suck because I'm hoarse from singing two hours yesterday in the cold windy air.
Adios

A.J.