PE and Porn Stars

UPDATE ON MY LIFE: I forgot about my laundry until 11:30 last night.

PE is the biggest waste of time. I literally spend the entire class standing and making fun of all the kids that try hard. If you are someone that is a "Gym Class Hero"…you need to stop. PE is not the Olympics and you are not earning in brownie points from me. And let's be honest, those are the only points that matter.

I would get so much more out of PE if I just went into the gym and biked for 40 minutes. But no, the PE teachers feel the need to impress their students with their creativity by making games that not even my three-legged dog would want to play.

Today was one of those days. I was a walking zombie. Last night I woke up at four in morning because of a nightmare. I dreamed that I got a dash on all my AP exams and the teachers told everyone in the world. WHAT IF THIS IS A SIGN OF WHAT IS TO COME???!!!!?

Later on in the dream, because I failed all my AP exams, I was working as a porn star. And my centerfold was plastered all around America. I would not wish that dream on my worst enemy. No one should wake-up in the middle of the night thinking they are a porn star, NO ONE.

“A LOOK INTO BROOKE’S MIND” this is a new segment of my blog, when I will write the first sentence that comes to my mind.

The bra is the strongest thing on Earth.

I need to do my French homework.

No.

What if I was related to Ryan Murphy?

I would be a good pole dancer.

Stripping is actually a respectable profession.

My backpack is so heavy…you would think I am carrying around King Tut’s tomb.

There are so many people that go to my school that would be perfect contestants for “Extreme Makeover”.

On that note…..YOU ARE WELCOME.