So I have been thinking about a lot of stuff lately, and I figured that I should right some of it out.  This will be a little mini series of me just kinda monologueing.   Sorry these are so short.  I am kindof just writing these when I can.  lol.  Anyways... to the story!  :P

     Am I the only one who thinks school is overrated? School, we are there for 7 hours everyday, and if that isn't enough the staff pushes you to try to join some sort of club. This is ridiculous. School was fun in elementary school, we had, what ONE sheet of homework per day? ONE math worksheet, and the occasional reading log. This was when everybody played outside after they were done with homework. Because we could get it done within a matter of minutes.

     In my old neighborhood, it was the best. Me and my best friend Melanie would get our math worksheet done on the bus ride home. We were the last stop, so we had plenty of time. We sat in the front of the bus in younger grades, then gradually moved to the back as we went up. We would have to ask mommy's permission to bring our iPod touches to school, and when she said yes we felt like the coolest kid.

     We would sing the intro songs to our favorite TV shows and make fun of the ones we used to watch. Everyone would join in. We would have the best time. We would make faces at the people in the cars behind us, yes we were those kids. When we would turn and lose the car behind us we all "awwwwwe"'d. We would trade 'silly bands' in the back of the bus. The more you had the cooler you were. When we'd get home our arms would have the marks of dozens of silly bands.

     We would always make the wittiest jokes. 'Yo mama' jokes, flippin 'knock knock' jokes! This seemed like the best part of my life, but it went by so fast. Too fast. No more playing outside after homework is done because it literally takes all night. I remember when I would get my 'factor triangles' in like 5 minutes, then I would go outside and play with Melanie. We were always the 'brave princesses that didn't need saving'. Our neighbor named Noah would always be the 'evil bad guy'. He would always wait for Melanie and I to change into our pretty dresses for the game. I remember thinking that she had the coolest dresses, there was this one dress I would always wear. It was this blueish/teal color, and it had white polka dots on it. It was sparkly too. I remember when I liked to wear sparkly clothes and dresses nonetheless. Those were honestly the days.

     The block parties. My old neighborhood used to throw these things called block parties. They don't do it anymore now though. What a pitty. They were so fun. I remember preparing all weekend for them. I got so excited to see the words "Block Party Today" written on the calendar. Me and Melanie would always help to set up, while my little sister Eva and her friend Katie would sit on the yard ordering us around. We would think it was hilarious. The younger ones trying to tell the older ones what to do.

     We would slowly see it all come together. All of the umbrellas in the yards of houses around the cul de sac, the picnic table of every neighbor laying out in the big circle patch of road. All the neighbors would slowly pour in and help to set it up. After a while of our "helping", me and Melanie would eventually join Eva and Katie on the grass underneath the big umbrella. We would watch the adults mingle, and prepare for the massive party that we were about to go underway.

     We would gawk at all of the older boys, that we had no chance with. We thought that they were so cool when they rode their skateboards around. We thought that's what the "cool" people did. So we would try to ride our razor scooters like skateboards. We would fall. Time and time again, but we would not take no for an answer.

     Anyways, back to the block party. It would go late into the night. We all (including the adults [we didn't know why at the time]) would get crazier the later it got. We would see beer bottles sitting on tables around the cul de sac. We wondered what they were, we were too little to know. We ran to the buffet table to be the one to get the last hamburger or hot dog. It would be the victory of the night.

     We would ride our bikes around the tables. The adults would chase us. We would think that our bikes were motorcycles, and we were on some high speed chase. We would always get away of course. We would ride our heelys down the driveway. In my garage the neighborhood band would play, giving us background music to speed around to. My sister felt so cool when the band played "Brown Eyed girl". Can you guess why? She had brown eyes. That was like "her song" and if any of us sang it, it would somehow be insulting to her. She would always say,

     "I am the only one with brown eyes here so I am the only one who sing this song! C'mon, NEECOLE JALEN STOP SINGING!!" She said my name wrong for the longest time. It's Nicole Jaydenn. She was saying her own last name wrong. It was pretty funny. Even Melanie laughed about it.

     This is what school takes away. Ever since middle school I have been so stressed and depressed about everything. There is too much work assigned every night. I get home and take out my computer to do homework. The next thing I know it is 11:00 at night. I had spent no time with my family that day because I was on my flippin computer trying to get all the crap I was assigned done.

     I was a really big procrastinator when I was younger. As soon as I got to middle school things got so hard. Especially when I would procrastinate before homework. I just had so much! I was and am up until the next day doing assignments that were 1. Unreasonably long, 2. Stuff that we didn't learn in class, 3. This will never relate to the real world! I am still waiting for someone to pull me over and ask what the simplified version of x=3y+2*5 is, and how I could make a graph of it. Like... WHY? This will NEVER help me! WHY DO I HAVE TO LEARN IT?!?!!?!

     School is a burden that none of us should have to carry. I get that we are all going to somehow NEED to know this all one day... but why do we have to learn this all right now? Seriously. I'm being serious. Please think about this. I know that I have taken this into thought.

     I am sick and tired of all of the stress of school and work. I have had so much crap happen outside of school. I don't need school putting more stress on me.

     I just want it to go back to the way it was!

     But now it's different...