School

Everyone has been asking me about school lately.  So I decided to write a little about it!
Homeroom
Homeroom is the time to read quietly and peacefuly.  SSR basically all we do is read in this class.
Math
We haven’t started in our books yet because Mrs. Howells didn’t want to give us homeywork.  I am so glad.
Language Arts
We have gotten a little home work in this class, all we’ve had to do so far is write small stroies.  We have a substute too.
Chours
We haven’t done much singing yet.  Soon we will be staring songs, I can’t wait, because we’ve been having Study Hall and I don’t really have anything to study!
Fitness
We have been doing Gym stuff mostly in this class we haven’t done much of anything else!  Right now this class is BORING!
Social Studies
My favorite class so far and I haven’t been killed off yet! Aren’t I lucky?  We don’t start the arguments until tuesday which sucks!
Science
All we have been doing is watching videos on scientists and wrtiing in little packets.
See ya later!
Courtney

Full Day.

Today, August (named after Juleas Ceasar’s step-son (Augustus) a long time ago) 27, 2002 was my full day of school.  My favorite was Social Studies!  We each got a card with a name and information about that person!  This is who I got:
Name: Carrie Gregg
Age: 24
Education: High School Drop-out
Ocuppation: Prisoner at maximum security prison
Health: Exellent
Training: Wood-working in prison...very proficent

maybe I will be one of the eight to live!  Ok I haven’t told you why only eight out of about thirty people will live.  Here’s the deal one of the kids (pretend!!!) forgot to put enough food and water in the bomb shelter and there is only enough food for eight people so we each have to give our identity to the rest of the class, decid who will be the leader and vote on who will live and who will die.  I might live because my character is young enough that she can help reproduction.  She can also finish her education and when the atmosphere settles she can help make furniture and other such things.
Only eight kids will survive and I hope I am one of those eight because you get...EXTRA CREDIT!!!! I am lucky to be one of the younger people.  One of my friends is an old lady with no training-NOTHING! So she might be one of the first to be killed.  I just hope that the popular girls and boys don’e take this as another popularity contest.  If they do and one of them becomes captain then all of the young and helpful people will be killed and the human race would desease because they are probably old gesars.  No offence to any body!
Courtney

First Day of Seventh Grade!

Today is my first day of seventh grade.  I got to see peers I hadn’t seen in a while.  I got new teachers and classes.  I got classes with several people I know from last year!  This year we will be doing a whole bunch of projects in Social Studies!  Meaning we will build Pirate Ships and bring them to war!  We will also build Castles and bring those to war!  I am now officialy in seventh grade!  I love it, but it feels odd for some reason.  Maybe because I am so used to going to the same classes that going to several different classes doesn’t feel right.
I will keep you logged on things this year. So bye!
Courtney

Is this for real?

Yesterday I got to see a Mother I hadn’t seen for three years.  She was much different than what I had expected.  Her voice was much prettier and her hair was much longer too.  She and my parents talked for a few minutes, but I did most of the talking.  I talked about school, my friends, my birthday, my website, camp, and just regular life.  It was nice to see her again even if for only an hour.  Thanks for listening to my rambling!
Courtney

My Mother: Kim McCormick

This isn’t a a topic I usually talk about, but it was the only topic I could think of.  I know one of the reasons I am writing is to give my Aunt Dawn some more to read.  She likes to read my website at least that’s what she said.  I don’t think I will say much on this topic.  It is personal.  Here goes.
I have lived with Kim McCormick for 8 years of childhood.  Kim had a very bad temper and when she was mad at me she would hit me.  No need to call the police is already behind bars.  The reason is because she stole money from the places she worked at and she would have to go to court to reason why she stole the money.
I admit it I was a spoiled brat.
And since it’s time for lunch I will finish this later.