Tuesday, May 07, 2002
Sorry. It's not that exciting. Today I got bored in school (omigawd! that's never happened before!) I started to doodle. So I ended up with a sheet of paper filled with stuff that I thought in class/that was said in class/that had nothing to do with the class but just arrived on the paper somehow anyways.
So here it is. There were some lovely illustrations too, but they can't make it onto this blog. I suppose I could scan them in. But I don't feel like dealing with Woodrow yet today. Anywho.
Quoi de neuf? Rien? Comme toujours... why do you not want to work? It's a Tuesday, not a Friday!
Mais Madame, it's all the same.
Aarrgh! Ne m'approchez pas!
The voice just makes it.. perfect! Caaaaterrrrrreeeeennn... Dahseeayyyy....
Is that a muumuu or a dress?
It's a dress!
I think it's a muumuu.
~*~haiku in precalc~*~
a deep pure blue shade
sits in the sweater of a
girl in my math class.
READ THE RUM TUM TUGGER!!!
read it! and hey, whatever happened to her analysis? did that just get skipped over or something?
Everyone perturbs. -Paul
Well what can you point to that indicates his perturbation? -Babo (you have to think of it being said in a Babo voice...)
the giraffe is a false idol!
WWVD? (What Would Vishnu Do?)
Good. Then it can't be cute.
My mermaid is beautiful!
Sometimes, you simply must have faith in your scales.
I hate it when things are fired and they look all different from how they looked before.
Somehow I pictured that green as more muddy, less... perky.
No art! Just cleaning.
It really sucks when the jelly in your sandwich soaks through the bread. It's quite unappetizing.
Cheezits in a tuna sandwich??
Well, she was looking for Doritos before.
Fred the Turtle says "Duck and Cover" in the propaganda film.
got rid of education
oops, no, segregation
more pens for the pen fiend
Ah! The band of stability!
~some of you are going to be captured
held for ransom
no one'll pay
*I think he just threatened our lives
~No I didn't
**No, I think he just threatened to kidnap us
Krypton, as everyone knows, is 36.
Oh, of course.
This is the equation that RULES.
He just called you a senior!
The juniors are an irrational equation.
And that was my day.
I am driven
I am broken
I have riven
I have spoken
End o'the line.