luchadores and camping and Obama sucks.

First off, Moroni won't let us girls go see the Luchadores tonight. I know, believe me I know that it is really out of character for me to want to go watch people beat the crap out of eachother. But A) They wear sweet Nacho Libre masks and B) They do cool flips and it looks more like dance attack fighting. It would be an experience I would never forget. But Moroni was all.. "You aren't like the other girls here... you are tall... and white.. You can't go." He says it's not a place for ladies. So steph and I wore him down to the point where he was all, "Ok, you can go but only if there is VIP seating." To me, sitting in VIP seats would scream.. I have money. Kidnap these white girls, but he seems to think we would be more safe there. Anyways he said the place seemed sketchy and that he would go and check it out. When he picked us up from school, he said with his cute accent, " Tonight Iron and Garret and I will go, and check on the environment." Aka.. you will never go see a fight girly pants. Grr. We were planning on dawning loads of fake tattoos and eyeliner and looking all rebellious and whatnot. Dangit.

So today in my classes we pretended like we were going camping. We had so much fun! First we made a list of all the things that we would need, and then I brought out 2 stuffed bunnies and told the kids that they invited us camping. We set up a tent for them made from a towel and chairs, and sat around an orange tissue paper fire that we kept going with cardboard logs. We pretended to roast marshmallows and cook a construction paper fish, and then we all pretended to go to sleep on the floor. Then.. I got out my bear puppet.. dun dun dunnn!!! The bear took the fish and they had to say, " Give me my fish back you mean bear!! That is my food!!" And things to that effect. Then each of the kids pretended to be the bear and there was lots of screaming and laughing but so much fun. I love when I get to pick what to teach, that way I always have fun. I love my little kids, I love to see their improvements in learning the language.

On my run today I felt like probably a stallion. I felt soo good like I could run for forever instead of all groggy and tired like I sometimes do in the morning. I felt bad I know that Hannah wanted to talk but I put both my headphones in to listen to my Paramore.. I miss running by myself. That is not an option here.

And now, I am going to go off on a rant.

Dear President Obama,
Thanks soo much for passing this tragic health bill. We would love so much for our country to be turned Socialist, I mean, land of the FREE psshhhft, right?We also love that not only do you support abortion but now you fund it. As if there isn't enough murder and tragedy in the world already. Thanks for killing babies, before they even have a chance to take their first breath, for robbing them of life before they even have a chance to live it.

Us Americans who have relatives who died fighting for freedom and democracy love the idea that insurance will be controlled by feds and that you get to choose who lives or dies. That helps me sleep at night. Yeah lets tax the upper class to pay for the lazyness of those who didn't take advantage of this life and it's opportunites. Let's reward the slackers.
P.S
RESIGN.

Sincerely,
Kayla