The Boys Class.

Okay, starting today I saw an extreme improvement in the 8th grade boys.
At first the girls in the classroom started to ask questions, Why do they have to stand up?
Yes ma'am, no sir....etc.? Where did that come from?

I've seen there determination and respect throughout this whole process. They are actually putting up with this til the end of the school year, I hope.

I believe in every single one of them because it gives them the chance to grow manners, and become well matured. Seriously, I think the girls should have the same thing to choose whether or not they want to be supportive and stand up with them as well.

Today, two outstanding girls showed their perspective and I felt threatened to have to stand up. I chose not to though, I don't understand why I did, but I did.

Alondra and Juanita, both intelligent and encouraging thought out students. They are the supporters I see, the leaders that will help the boys graduate from being tools.

I am impressed by their behavior and I can see them becoming matured, grown-up men. Only the ones who are taking this seriously, not the ones who are taking their plan as a joke.

Good Job!

East End Lady Eagles....

...at Golden Corral after Competition, wearing our proud 4th place medals.



...on the field at Drill Competition, performing out prop dance.


...graduates at the banquet. Proud to say we will be receiving out leather man jackets and badges for winning 1st place at Drill and 4th place at Cheer Competition, along with the Senior Football players winning the Superbowl on Sunday at Incredible Pizza.

My last year went amazing as a cheerleader, now I'm ready for the real competition when I tryout for high school (maybe).

New Blog!

Does my year have to start off like this?

This is horrible. I loved my old blog better than this, so I followed my 2009 blog just for a reminder. Since, you know I can't really log into it anymore. I forgot my password:(
I believe it's the computer's fault for his selfish ways of not keeping me signed in, I never sign out; no matter what happens.

When please be sure to follow my new blog, it would mean the world to me. Well, not really the world, but a lot.