All right, here's an update on my life right now:
I just got back from my first karate class with my friend H. The sensei there is a nice guy. When we shook hands, he said that I have a good grip. I like the classes so far. (Which probably isn't saying much, considering I've only had one.) I like to exercise, because after a good workout I feel like I've released a lot of tension by exerting myself. My mom says I can only take classes until the end of August, because she has a busy schedule and she can't really handle taking me to karate all the time. Besides, I'm going to be helping TA at a local theatre organization near me that holds acting classes. I'm supposed to take lessons for it at the end of August, and then I'll start TAing for a class after that.
I hope I get to TA with this one girl I really like. I've taken classes at the theatre organization before, and she's been in a lot of my classes. She's about a year older than me, so she TAed for one of my theatre classes one time. (Teens get to volunteer to be a TA when they turn thirteen.) She's really, really cute. :) I'd like to get to know her better. I've known her for years, but I've never really gotten to know her as well as I'd like. I hope we both get to TA the same class together or something. *romantic sigh*
Oh, and I'm back to school already, for those of you who don't know. I'm in my school's 8th grade choir, and I'm a soprano this year. Last year, I was an alto, but there weren't that many girls in the class who were sopranos last year, so my teacher made me a soprano. I suppose I can go fairly high with notes. My teacher tested us at the beginning of the class to see how high and low we could go. I was able to reach the note G. I'm proud of that. :D I mean, isn't that kind of a high note for someone who's used to being an alto?
We're learning the song "America the Beautiful" in chorus. I like the song. It would be really pretty, if only everybody could learn to sing it right. *glares at stupid classmates who can't even sing loud enough to make themselves heard* I mean, most of the people who aren't singing loud enough are the ones who are always gossiping and being blabbermouths during free time! You'd think that it'd be the shy people refusing to make themselves heard, but noooooo, it's the gossip queens and socialites. Gah.
My homeroom teacher has been attempting to teach us about making good habits, and now she wants me to teach a class on poetry on Wednesday. One time in sixth grade for one of her classes, she assigned us to write a poem, and she thought the one I handed in was really, really good. I had recently moved from one house to another, and the poem was about my feelings on that. Now she wants me to teach my homeroom about how to write a poem, so that they can write poems about making good habits. Ugh. What makes her think they'll do it, anyways? Besides, I can't exactly teach anyone how to write poetry. My poetry comes from nowhere. I write whenever I have feelings I want to express, not because my teacher told me to write a poem about developing good habits.
So far, I've created a lesson plan that just goes over some poetic devices you can use in poetry, like alliteration, similes, metaphors, repetition, and all that crap. Then I'll talk about possible rhyme schemes people can use. My homeroom time is only about twenty to twenty-five minutes long, so that should kill enough time. Then hopefully my homeroom teacher will never ask me to teach a lesson for her ever again.
I think that's pretty much all the crap that's going on in my life right now. Toodles!