Highschool.

-Sigh-
Dreaming with my fellow 8th grade homies- About high school next year.
Watching Degrassi is not helping either. Tasha even asked me who I wanted to be in highschool.
I guess "Me" wasnt good enough. She was all "ITS HIGHSCHOOL! NEW SCHOOL! NEW BEGINNINGS! WE CAN DO ANYTHING! IM TOTALLY GONNA BE A CHEERLEADER!"
Ehhh... Cheerleading.. Not for me xD.
I'll probably be some...Super...awesome...Debate team..Member..Yeahhh.
OH YEAH. WHO IS ALSO GONNA TRY OUT FOR THE FOOTBALL TEAM!
-Sound effect of coach blowing whistle and male football player yelling "HUT HUT!"-
What? You think i'll get destroyed being on a male highschool football team?. Yes. I probably will. AM I GONNA TRY ANYWAY? CHYEAHH! Who cares if the coach doesnt want me on the team? I'LL FIGHT BABY! LIKE PENNY ON THE PROUD FAMILY, LIKE JANE FROM DEGRASSI! LIKE.. I FORGOT THAT GIRLS NAME BUT SHE WAS FIGHTING TO BE ON THE FOOTBALL TEAM IN AUGUSTA,GEORGIA!
Im intelligent! im outspoken! I CAN CONQUER ALL BABY! Anyway. I've been told I gotta act more mature for highschool. Psh....Psh....PSH! Im like...Super...Uber...1337...Mature. (Did I just say 1337? -Washes mouth out with soap-) Anyway. I tend to be hated alot...by alot of people...

So.

Chyeahhh.

(Oh? And who likes my new word? "Chyeahhh"? Bangin awesome right? And yes...I just said Bangin awesome. -Dusts off shoulders- Chyeahhh)