Wow, I feel like a stranger to my own blog.  Oh blog, it's been too long.

I have decided to write about my 7th graders.  I teach English in a Middle School.(only God knows what I was thinking when I thought that was a good idea...because now I cannot remember why I did it for the life of me)

This year I have had the displeasure of having all 7th graders ALL THE TIME.  This was a first for me.

They drive me me crazy beyond words, but, as one of my students said today, "You know you secretly love us Miss. K!"  As much as I hate to admit it, it's true.

7th graders have got to be the most irrational, ridiculous, selfish, naive yet have gone through so much, insane, impossible little know-it-alls I've ever met....but they sure are hilarious.

So from now on I have decided to blog about their craziness.  Here goes.

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Preface: I have a bird living in my air conditioning vent. It won't stop chirp chirping. chirp chirp chirp. chirp chirpy chirp.

One of my students decided to whistle back at it and when I asked him what he was doing he said "I'm mating with the bird!"

Needless to say, I think he meant "I'm doing a mating call to the bird." ...eh, still doesn't make any sense.

Post-face:  The same kid busted out singing Lady Gaga's "Just Dance" in the middle of class today.

P.S. I don't think "Post-face" is a real thing, but it matches preface, and who cares?  This is MY BLOG...I can make up all the words I want.  Blombre...just made that up now.  Boom.  You've been brand new word blogged...brew wogged.