Tuesday, May 27, 2003
Today was my absolute last day of high school! I am done! Never again must I attend classes in that building! Note how I avoid saying 'never again must I set foot in that building', because I have to set foot in it tomorrow. The mural is still quite unfinished, of course. Must continue work on it. So we're working on it during the day, when all the unfortunate underclassmen have to still be learning. I do hope that our paints and things don't get trampled upon between classes.
Pretty much everyone agrees that this was a thoroughly anticlimactic end of high school. Nothing happened. We went to our classes, and we didn't do anything in them. And this was the same as it always is. And then we came home. And I went to sleep. Not a particularly thrilling last day of classes. 'Course it doesn't help matters that it's in the mid to lower 50s right now. Most decidedly not late May/end of school weather.
The somewhat subdued atmosphere in school today may have been due to the fact that last night people did end up going to the back field. Reference 5/23 blog. They went despite the fact that it was pouring both buckets and cats and dogs. Not little cats and dogs, either. We're not talking about a few singapuras or chihuahuas here. Maine coons and great danes and mastiffs, that's what I mean. And pretty damn big buckets.
Er. Ya. So, people went to the back field, and the cops came (ooo, big surprise), and people left. Hoop dee doo. From what I hear, I didn't miss anything to weep over, so I am quite pleased that I stayed at home. It sounds as though large numbers of people stayed at home. Sometimes people are cleverer than I give them credit for.
In psych today we got to watch the spanish class's video, which they had to make for a final. Ha. I laugh. Our french final was to go out to lunch at a fancy restaurant in Boston. Silly spanish-taking suckers. Anywho. It was actually a pretty good video, considering that it had been knocked up in a matter of days. Also, it was entirely in spanish, and I speak only english and a smattering of french. So I was a wee wickey bit confused. But you could follow most of the action irregardless. It had Svetlana trying to seduce Andrew, Cassie crawling under a row of chairs, Kate gazing contemplatively out of a window, and Liz amazing the world with a long, smooth spanish speech (which had to be dubbed over in the video because Liz speaks spanish about as convincingly as a vache espagnol speaks french). It was funny.
Psych was last period today. On the last day. Awwwww. Yes, let's all begin weeping. Because we're not going to see each other ever again. Not tomorrow, when my entire english class is going out to lunch. Not at prom. Not at graduation. And never over the summer. Of course.
The topic of conversation in psych today: is your knee reflex located above or below your kneecap? I say, below. Why do I say below? Because that's right. Duh. Anywho, Jason claimed that it was both above and below, but we think that that is because his tendons are misconnected, causing him to have reflexes in unnatural places. Jessica and Corey were tested upon, and neither one of them showed any appreciable reflex above the knee. Case closed.
Also in psych today: Jaime v. Liz fight. Lots of slapping and shoving and misplacing of personal property on the parts of both Jaime and Liz. Much laughs for everyone else.
Ordered my season tickets for U. Michigan football! So excited that I am foaming at the mouth. No, really, that's excitement. I'm not rabid. I swear. Really. That raccoon bite didn't even break the skin.
I watched Adult Swim on Sunday night for the first time in ages, because, for once, I didn't have to get up early on Monday. I had almost forgotten how immensely awesome it is. They do these little messages between shows, and the messages are funny. One of them was as follows.
"In order to grow your audience
You must betray their expectations." --Hayao Miyazaki
... and that's why he won the Oscar.
I laughed much. Then I calmed down. Then I laughed more.
i'm sure this says something coherent, but i can't really promise you anything
Anywho, a few more random quotes from some of the shows-
Space Ghost: Who-o-o-o wants new slacks?
Zorak: I don't wear pants and I don't know anyone who does.
the Oblongs: It's not a school for psychos... it's a school for the pathologically high-spirited.
ATHF: You need a lesson in what I'm gonna say cause I'm gonna eat your brains.
Well, they were probably funnier in the actual shows. Now you're thinking that I'm sort of strange, confused person who perhaps deserves to be locked up in a mostly padded room with nothing but a ficus plant for company for the rest of my days.
But you've got to be awfully careful with those ficus plants.