Major League ME!

You may be thinking that this is going to be one of those silly little blogs about the Mets. Well, you're right. But this is different. I'm some crazy kid that gives them all nicknames like Paulie Waulie and Davey Wavey. I'm crazy, and I think that's fair. =) I am probably one of the most obsessed kids in my school. I talk regularly about my Mets. But I don't just talk about my Mets, I talk about the Majors in general, and me.

Even though I have been diagnosed with Metsophoda, the NEWEST PROTIST!!, I can't run this blog without giving life stories. As the school year comes to an end, most things are pretty hectic. Here's my first story:

Yesterday, gym FINALLY ended, and so did Ultimate Football. It was really humid outside. I'm lucky no one stunk up the English and Reading room.
Well, Ruffs (he works with a student) and I have been friends since the beginning, talking about BAAASEBALLLL!!! On Thursday, he promised to bring in the Sports Illustrated magazine with the article on David Wright. He gave it to me yesterday during lunch, and I said I was going to read it during English/Reading. (I think I'll just call it English)
We were having a free period, so I went up to Jen's desk. Jen is my awesome friend obsessed with movies and Jake Gyllenhaal. Together, we rule the world with our Aquarius traits. I was reading the article with her, and there was this little section on nonetheless, CARLOS BELTRAN!!! =D I call him Carlosy, because I love him. She started to touch the picture, which I wasn't that crazy about. Uh, she even kissed the picture, and I'm like "OMG!!!" I didn't like the picture. It was all because of that goatee phase or something. But I like the way he runs. =) Yaaay.

Then, Ms. P let me and Amy S. do our math homework. Mr K, the math teacher (and my homeroom teacher) said we have to do it MANUALLY. Blech. Well, I called out to Jen and then I thought "Omg I can't do it with a calculator" but she gave it to me anyway. It was still hard because I wanted to show the manuality (??).

Later, when I went back to reading the David Wright thingy, Joey came over to eh, throw stuff out the window. I hid my laughingness from Ms. P so she wouldn't get him in trouble. Joey threw some paper and a colored pencil out the window..tee hee. Then he SPIT in one of the books!! Ha ha...good times.

Well, I'm due for a post later to either cheer or complain about the upcoming game. Tootles!