My Graduation was pretty spooky or at least surprising, but first I have to talk about the start of the day. When I woke up at 5:55 A.M I quietly walked to my dad's room to see if he was awake. If he was I would just start brushing my teeth, but if not I would get an extra 10 minutes of sleep time. The reason I want more sleep is because yesterday I came home from my dad's car at 1:56 A.M which by the way is extremely late for me. He fortunately was sleeping so I went to bed. I had this weird dream that he woke me up at 4:30 A.M and he took me to school. Luckily that didn't happen.
I got all dressed up and packed for school. My regular shirt was missing so I had to wear the short sleeve one that had white stains all over it. I mean does blue go good with white? It DOESN'T! (My opinion). Then I forgot that my graduation was at 5:00 P.M and I didn't have to where my white shirt. I did have to wear my khaki pants though. I didn't have time for breakfast at the house and left with my sister. My dad was right behind going slower and slower by the second. It was funny! While I was running I had to scratch the white stuff out and in the end it worked out for me.
When I got to the school I remembered I had to buy new shoes, but for the time being I was wearing my Air Jordan's. I had a muffin and some cookies. I also had a carton of milk and orange juice in a cup. After that I ran to my class and saw something. People were writing on the board about how they were going to miss my teacher. I wanted to get in on the action! Then we listened to some music. I recommend "Flo Rida" and is song "My House". Its like, GODLY! I can't stop singing it. I mean once you hear it I bet you'll get so obsessed with it.
Afterward , we played a game for almost the whole day. Just one amazing game that I loved playing. At the start of the year we had to write about what were going to be when we crowed up. I just want to say that writing isn't my favorite thing, but it is something I'm good at. That's why I wrote I want to be an author when I grow up. Everyone in the class knew it was me from the start. The good thing is my teacher liked it so much so said she almost cried. I wrote about me and my father too. She was greatly impressed.
When I got home I dressed up on my white shirt and khaki pants. We had to wear the khaki pants for some reason. I guess the school doesn't have a great sense in fashion. I mean I don't either but that was pathetic. My father made me wear a belt as well. It was extremely uncomfortable. I didn't like the feel of it but I didn't argue. I usually don't like any type of clothing I wear. I got my award and had to sing and dance with all the other fifth graders in the auditorium. The I got my award and people clapped for me. We filed out and were picked up by our parents. It was amazing to be in the spotlight for about 10 seconds. I know thats just sad but I really liked it. Well that was my day. Goodbye.
When I got to the school I remembered I had to buy new shoes, but for the time being I was wearing my Air Jordan's. I had a muffin and some cookies. I also had a carton of milk and orange juice in a cup. After that I ran to my class and saw something. People were writing on the board about how they were going to miss my teacher. I wanted to get in on the action! Then we listened to some music. I recommend "Flo Rida" and is song "My House". Its like, GODLY! I can't stop singing it. I mean once you hear it I bet you'll get so obsessed with it.
Afterward , we played a game for almost the whole day. Just one amazing game that I loved playing. At the start of the year we had to write about what were going to be when we crowed up. I just want to say that writing isn't my favorite thing, but it is something I'm good at. That's why I wrote I want to be an author when I grow up. Everyone in the class knew it was me from the start. The good thing is my teacher liked it so much so said she almost cried. I wrote about me and my father too. She was greatly impressed.
When I got home I dressed up on my white shirt and khaki pants. We had to wear the khaki pants for some reason. I guess the school doesn't have a great sense in fashion. I mean I don't either but that was pathetic. My father made me wear a belt as well. It was extremely uncomfortable. I didn't like the feel of it but I didn't argue. I usually don't like any type of clothing I wear. I got my award and had to sing and dance with all the other fifth graders in the auditorium. The I got my award and people clapped for me. We filed out and were picked up by our parents. It was amazing to be in the spotlight for about 10 seconds. I know thats just sad but I really liked it. Well that was my day. Goodbye.
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