Yesterday we said our farewell speeches to the class. Our teacher made her own speech where she mentioned every one in the class. Her comment about me was that I always showed my art in my work and that she hoped I’d use my talents in high school. I know I will. Many people only go into art class because of the easy credits, but I’m just passionate about it. I know that the art room will end up being my favorite room in the whole school. I’ve seen the people and the work on display and it makes me think of the Art Gallery. I know that I’ll try nothing but my hardest in and out of school.
For the first time I feel sad about leaving my middle school. So far, these have been the best two years of my education. I’ve never had such great friends and teachers. And although I’m ready for high school, although I’m ready for summer, I know now that I’ll never forget my grade eight class and the family we became.
Now I have some art from deviantART. Click on the photo for a link.
I took the pictures of my art medias and I FORGOT TO UPLOAD IT TO WORDPRESS! Luckily I’m going home for lunch so I might have time to post some of them today. Does anyone remember my post on India Ink? That was my April Art Media. Then I made another, that was supposed to be my March art media. Now I’ve made two more art medias which should be my May and June. I don’t have to do a June. So I made an extra project while under the impression that I hadn’t done some sort of imaginary month. I’m not quite sure what I was thinking.
Normally I won’t let my name out on the internet, I’ll just stick to my username. I’ll say, ‘hi it’s Coreggio here’, not the name my mother gave me. But every once and a while I’ll let it slip what my name is. When I say once and a while I mean rarely. So when someone on the internet sees it and they comment ‘wow, I really like that post, Ciarra’ or ‘thanks for the fave Ciarra’ I’ll stare at the screen in bewilderment. I start to wonder if they’re Russian spies who have been tracking me ever since I pressed ‘like’ on their website. After that I wonder if I know them. Then I finally realize there’s a rational reason why they know my name.
It just creeps me out when people call me Ciarra and I’ve never seen them before.
High school’s right around the corner and today we’re going to get our graduation pictures (for middle school). My chocolate/Europe obsessed friend has finally managed to make her blog, it’s @ http://www.jessitravelling.wordpress.com. Guess what it’s about? That’s right, Europe and food.
Oh, she is precious, just asked me how tall three feet was.
dancer333777 sits beside me and is constantly asking me questions. When she decided to make a blog she signed up for WordPress and spent the whole class trying to figure out how to get onto her email. I thought all kids knew how to use a computer, being a kid myself. I think she’s starting to get a hang of it. A few days ago she told me she was addicted to the internet. Oh, I am proud.
Dear god, my friend who sits on the other side of me is planning on getting WordPress too. She just signed and used her moms email. She’ll have to wait until she gets back home. I asked her why she didn’t use her own email address and she told me that she forgot the password. Forgot the password? Oh, and she also said that it was broken. Her email, broken.
Sigh. Look out for her. She’s obsessed with Europe (especially Germany) and chocolate, so she’ll probably make her blog about either one.