How do you expect me?

Hola. Whoa. This is really small.

Okay. Let's start off with a song that was stuck in my head today as I did something which I wil tell you about later.

No Air - Jordan Sparks Feat. Chris Brown (Many thank yous to lyricsyoulove.com)

Tell me how I'm supposed 2 breathe with No Air?

[Jordin Sparks:]If I should die before I wake

It's cause you took my breath away

Losing you is like living in a world with no air Oh

[Chris Brown:]I'm here alone didn't wanna leave

My heart won't move it's incomplete

If there was a way that I could make you understand

[Hook: Jordin Sparks]But how do you expect me to live alone with just me?

cause my world revolves around you it's so hard for me to breathe

[Chrous: Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown]Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't thereIt's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gon breathe without me?

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no air

No air, air [x4]

[Chris Brown:]I walk, I ran, I jump, I flew

Right off the ground to float to you

WIth no gravity to hold me down forreal

[Jordin Sparks:]But somehow I'm still alive inside

You took my breathe but I survived

I don't how but I don't even care

[Hook: Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown]So how do you expect me to live alone with just me?

cause my world revolves around you it's so hard for me to breathe

[Chrous: Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown]Tell me how I'm supposed 2 breathe with no air?

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't there

It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gon breathe without me?I

f you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no airNo air, air [x4]

No more

It's no air, no air

[Jordin Sparks & Chris Brown:] OH[

Chrous: Jordin Sparks&Chris Brown]Tell me how I'm supposed 2 breathe with no air?

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't there

It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gon breathe without me?

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no air

No air, no air [x4][faded]

Now that this is over, we can talk on about more stuff. I had a wonderful day today! Well, not exactly wonderful, but the rain pouring makes me feel extremely calm, for some odd reason.

Rain!Rain!Glorious Rain!

I'm singing in the rain! Just singing in the rain!!! Okay, no, not really. I am not singing in the rain. If I was singing in the rain, how in the sane world would I be able to hold on to my computer and my black umbrella while swinging around a lamp post? Exactly. Silly mind, you have.

But yes, it is raining. And although I would rather much to be singing in it than here, talking to you...again, no offense intended, I shall have to because my back is killing me and it would be most unfortunate to be swinging around the lamp post and then crack.

Anyways, I shall tell you of my adventure with the umbrella, which by the way broke. How depressing it is, I know, but it is all wind's fault.

I was bringing the trash can into the garage when I accidentally stepped into a humungous puddle. The water splashed on my jeans, my umbrella upturned, and the rain was beating my back, but I still managed to get that humungous garbage can in the garage. A very thrilling story, I must agree.

Qua-a-a-dratic Formula

In school, I will not tell you what the name of the school is so you won't bring a gun to it and start shooting random people. Well, I would allow you to shoot the teachers. Oh, sorry, my apologies. Shoot them right at the heart. Except for the janitors. Janitors don't get the appreciation they deserve. From now on, my school is called Pillowcase Academy. Hopefully, there is not such thing as a Pillowcase Academy. If so, my apologies, and where is the application to join? Anywho, in Pillowcase Academy, we are learning the Quadratic Formula. If you will, please, go to youtube.com and type Quardratic Formula song and click on the one with legos on it. Yes, that's the one. Just wait three minutes and then you will see the lego person die! Muah, ha, ha!

President's Day

As always, I am late in knowing what is going on around me. There was a reason I didn't go to Pillowcase Academy, and the reason you either didn't go to work or school is because yesterday was President's Day! Who knew? I know I didn't. So anyways, who is your favorite president? Lincoln, you say? My, you just copied Obama. And you over there in the red, you say you like Bush? Which one? The junior! Okay then, if that is your liking. Mine, if you really must know, which you must, is George Washington. After all, he helped America up and was the one who first ran it. He liked peace *holds up peace sign* and did not have a party he was loyal to, much like me. George Washington forever! Did you know, there's a person in my school named George Washington? No lies. You can put that...what was it called in Harry Potter, the thing you drank and you had to tell the truth? Well, yes, you can stick that what was it called in Harry Potter, the thing you drank and you had to tell the truth down my throat and I would say, "There is a person in my school named George Washington!" Anyways, much off subject now are, we? George Washington is also my favorite president because everything I know about presidents is about him. I know Bush, but IMO George Washington is much, much better. Although I must say, the wig is not exactly my taste.

Substitute

Today during Pillowcase Academy, we had a substitute. I forgot his name, but he was Indian and could not speak very good English. The most irnoic thing, was that he was subbing for an English Language Arts class. He did not say anything except for roll call, where he pronounced multiple names incorrectly. Aggravated, I did not know what to do. So I didn't do anything. It is not his fault, I suppose, although I was extremely irked with him at the time. I must say, I felt a bit pity, too. But now my grade will go lower, and that extinguishes all my pity.

School

It seems that all my topics today are about school. Dratted, blasted, bloody school. Well, I have another school story for you. Today, someone came to our classroom and

UNFINISHED