Tuesday, June 11, 2002
Kate has this to say:
Sexy Sam swims in the sun.
My friend Samaroob has a uni... (and she likes it!!)
Samara wants to marry a cat and have cat babies. (Kinky!)
In retaliation, I offer the following:
Katis M. likes to melt with the gummy things.
If Kate were a hamster she would eat her own young.
I stopped after only 2 because we were playing hangman in our last day of physics ever and these were the hangman puzzles that we did. I don't know where the hamster thing came from, really, but sometimes my mind works in mysterious ways.
The gummy one actually made sense, but you had to hear our conversation in class to understand. I won't attempt to clarify any further.
Coming home would not be the issue. It's going there.
Today was the last day of classes!! Thank cats. Our history teacher gave us all chinese food for lunch. Both AP classes, I mean, not the whole school or anything. Anyhow. It was great. And it was very, very nice of him. He's great. It kinda stinks that he's leaving this year. As are most of our teachers (2 english teachers, 2 history teachers, one science teacher... although almost the entire math/science department left last year. I'm serious about that too, no hyperbole at all.. and probably some more teachers are leaving this year that I just don't know personallly).
By the time I'm a senior (that being next year... or this year, depending on how you look at it), there will only be 2 teachers in the school that I will have had before. Not counting art teachers. Only 2! That's ridiculous.
Mais, quoiever.
*wistfully I speak* O that grand ol' Newburyport/Rockport line!
Today is Jason's birthday. Happy birthday Jason!
Nothing on the tele tonight. *sigh* I suppose there is nothing to do but clean my room, perhaps restore the books to the now freshly reinstated bookshelves (see 5/27 blog) , and study for my ever-so-glorious english final.
Today was beastly hot in school. It was gross. I felt as though I were drinking the air, rather than breathing it. And whatever I was drinking, it was dirty. That's school air for ya! In the office, they have an air conditioner. Seems to me you need air conditioning more for learning/teaching than you do for sitting around answering phones and typing stuff. Dern cheapskate office people, making us suffer while they languish in machine-cooled comfort.
~My school~
Today there was a kid out on the roof under our art room windows. Then someone took the screen off of the window, and he crawled in. OK.
Yesterday during study a whole load of kids (guys, my grade) went into the gym and had one giant game of hackey sack. OK.
A few days ago during french class my teacher went to talk to her friend in the classroom next door, so the guys in the class got up and had a long-running game of hackey sack. Then the teacher came in and said "Hey! No fun allowed in french class!" OK.
On the senior's last day ever, there was long-range food fight in the cafeteria. The disciplinarians came in and couldn't figure out who had started it. OK.
On my desk in english class someone (a girl, from the handwriting) scrawled "Why is it called french kissing when italians do it better?" OK.
A couple of weeks ago, when we weren't doing anything in french class, a few people (I think it was Jess and Steph) and I went to sit outside by the band room. The band teacher came out to chat, and then he left. No reprimand of any sort, just pleasant palaver. OK.
Yesterday we had a party in english for 2 periods where we all had to dress up as someone from the 20's. I was Al Capone. We sat there for most of the 2 periods doing nothing but laughing at everyone's costumes, or lack thereof. OK.
We are not allowed to do an independent study through the art department. OK.
The girl's bathrooms are filled with writing. This is the writing: "2003 4eva!" "freshmen are sluty hos" "i love a.b." "well he dont love u" "how u know?" "i know cuz i been with him just last week at that cool party you werent at cuz you a freshman!" "am not a freshman! 2004 rulz!" "2004 sux, it's 2005 that rulz 4 reel!" "shut up frosh ho!" "who calling who a ho, ho?" "i'm callin u a ho, ho freshman" And so on. These conversations are long, involved, and never washed off. Practicing for a mural some of us are doing in the school, we painted eyes on the wall. These were washed off. OK.
~This is a small portrait of a small section of my school~
(I adore it, don't you?)
Movies to look foward to:
-Minority Report
-Men In Black II
-Harry Potter... err, whatever the second one is
-Lord of the Rings, the Twin Towers
-Matrix II and Matrix III... hmm. Matrix Reloaded and Matrix something else... I dunno, Matrix Kournikova Virus or something
and I think that's all.
Dinner awaits. Au'voir.
7:40 PM
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