Dis Blog by Tishe: Version 4

Billie, Billie, Billie. She chose me to do the blog after she read hers. She is the devil with multi-colored eyes. Witch. Anyway, I hate doing the blog so early. All I hear is Anissa, Kohrie, Ghenet, and Luka talking. They talk too much. Now for the funny part, if I try really hard.

I just heard that Billie is going to get a "U" in work habits if she doesnt change her ways. This is gold. I should ask my mom to bring out the apple cider for this one. Maybe even go out to a restaurant. "A toast for Billie's 'U'." I hope she gets a "D." Witch. If i hear that song "We are Young" again one more time, I will punch a puppy. I HATE THAT SONG. So this one direction boy band, they are all sugar, spice, and everything nice now, but I'm sure they are going to be like bums in their 40s. This class talks too much. Mr. Miller walks by. I knew how to push his buttons. For everyone who does not like him follow my guide.

1. Say "Affirmative, Mr. Miller."

2. Talk in his class.

3. Act like a lawyer and argue with him until he gives up.

Tatiana, Eli, Justin W., Jesus, they know how I do.

Back to the class, Mr. Jones tells us we can read or do poetry for the rest of the period. Anissa was grunting like a serial killer. Wonder what she was doing. The bell is going to ring soon. So bye. Daniel just ask me if I put grease in my hair. Dis has been version 4. Witch.