Pretty positive, really. I love shopping for school supplies, I love putting my backpack together and arranging my notebooks, and I love using all-new materials. High school made up some of my best years, so that's where the most positive associations lie, but even though I'm taking time off of college because of burn-out my experience there was hardly all negative. I hope that when I end up going back, I'll accumulate even more good memories to add to that.
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Miss Bavier: "No one really knows."
Neal: "... Did they have opium in his time?"
I went to my sister's Spanish play today. It was weird walking past Madame's room. It was also weird being confronted by a janitor when we went up to wander around the second floor afterward (... no one ever used to have a problem with students hanging around after hours; that's my only excuse). I also stuck my head in a classroom door and shouted the name of one of my sister's friends who was in there, and even though it *looked* like people weren't really doing anything but bumming around Jenny maintains that she thought they were in the middle of something. I'm hoping she was wrong, though, because even though no one actually takes those skits seriously I'd still feel bad if some people got theirs interrupted by some random girl walking by and yelling "SONJA PAPE!" at them.
Anyway. The obvious real reason for this entry:
( Snip! )
Aren't my shoes awesome?
"When Mr. Phetteplace would go off on a tangent about a little pony and a unicorn, but then somehow related it to what we were learning."
"When Mr. Phetteplace used a pair of 80-82-sized underwear to erase the notes he wrote on the whiteboard."
Also, I'm extremely glad that I finally got to see the picture of Grant dressed up as Sarah Palin. That's really all I have to say.
We also bought a trampoline-- Jenny's wanted one for a while, and after going over to Sonja's house and using hers she decided that she needed one OMG NOW. So we had been pricing them all week, and we actually found a pretty good-quality one that wasn't very expensive. I'm more excited about the trampoline than the car, because apparently I have the maturity of a ten-year-old (but eh, I already knew that).
AND to top that all off, I got the last Pendragon book (because yes, I am still reading that series). Bobby looks middle-aged on the cover, y/y?
My summer class starts tomorrow, and I haven't been able to get any of the textbooks or materials yet. So we're going to Durham Book Exchange and/or Campus Bookstore tomorrow, and I'll do all the reading/preparatory work in the hours before class starts. FUN.
... I also had a dream last night that I was riding past the Durham shopping plaza on a moped (... seriously), and I saw Madame coming out of the DuMP and I was all, "OH YAY SHE'S NOT IN THE HOSPITAL ANYMORE 8D". But then I woke up and remembered that awwww, I still really have no idea how she's doing. Seriously, though-- that school has lost so many good teachers lately, for one reason or another. And Phetteplace and Herlihy are apparently retiring after this year. Phetteplace. Future generations will have no idea what it's like to have an escaped mental patient as a science teacher, and this makes me sad.
But oh WOW, was Tuesday night crazy. They had a big election night party at the MUB (I didn't go because I was too tired, meh), and I was asleep from about nine or so till eleven, when Mom called and woke me up. At that point the insanity was really only just starting- people were whooping and screaming on their way back from the election party, and this girl in my dorm (I can't remember her name at the moment, ugh) came in and said, "They're running the streets!" Things calmed down after an hour or so, but then started up again the next morning. Heh.
(Obama also won 75% of the mock vote at ORHS. Oh, and Grant Chamberlain can apparently do a hilarious Sarah Palin impression. I would have paid to see that.)
Pffffft what else. OH. THE NEW SADDLE CLUB ISN'T NEARLY AS FUN TO MAKE FUN OF AS THE OLD ONE. I'm probably not going to bother mocking it much at all- I mean, they still have reruns of the old version on Discovery Kids and they're (unintentional) COMEDY GOLD.
Though I did notice that on the new season, they named Melanie's friend after that old-show actress that died. That was nice of them.
... I hate the new profile page. D: I'm still going to renew my paid account for one of my RP journals, though.
"I'm still going to renew my paid account of one of my RP journals" is probably the dorkiest sentence I've ever written.
( cut for tl;dr about the end of school, underclassmen schedules, and other good stuff. )
... I've said this in a million other places, but I have to say it again: my birthday this year is going to be awesome. Why? Avatar finale (it's like the gods WANT me to throw a party) and the International Day of Femmeslash. YES. Oh yeah, and there's the small matter of me turning 18, but, you know. That's secondary. XD
So, last block day evereverever. That's pretty sweet. I don't really know what we're going to be doing tomorrow, with the thirty-minute classes and all... I know we're going to listen to Lil and Chris Hall's presentation during sociology, and in French we're probably just going to do more shit with the artist PowerPoints... in band we'll be sorting... yeah. That's pretty much it. What an anticlimactic last day. :P
I don't really know which class I'm going to miss the most. Sociology is obviously the BEST EVAR, and Genre Studies is absolutely hilarious (word to the wise: GET MR. GARMAN, underclassmen!), but I think band has pretty much been the winner this semester. If I end up in the UNH orchestra, it'll be weird not playing the oboe part. XD
In other news, Mr. Garman watches MST3K. I TOTALLY called that.
... Oh yeah, and I guess I survived my sociology presentation? I know, I'm just as surprised as you are.
In other news, I. HAVE. SO. MUCH. HOMEWORK. Let's do a head count, shall we?
- Spanish letter (don't laugh, it's actually pretty hefty- I have to chronicle three imaginary days in Barcelona)
- Mass Media audio lab (this is HUGE, and we're nowhere near done because Eric hasn't been coming to class, like, at ALL)
- Mass Media mandatory term paper revision (she told us about this on Thursday, and it's due Wednesday- thanks Mrs. Y, love you, too)
- Sociology paper (this was supposed to be turned in last Wednesday but the due date was switched to next Tuesday, because Mrs. Raiford is the only teacher in the entire school who realizes that we have lives outside of her class)
- Sociology research project (I'm doing sociopaths, heeheehee)
- French project (and I think she's assigning another one soon, too)
- Genre Studies commonplace book
- Genre Studies multigenre paper
- Genre Studies presentation on call and response poetry
... So of course I've been spending a bit of time RPing with my shiny new RP account. And I've already made plans to go to Coldstone's/Barnes & Noble/Texas Roadhouse later today. And since it's such a nice day out I have a feeling that my general mindset for the three day weekend is going to be "fun tiems outside > ridiculous amount of work".
Annika, remember when I said I'd be your virgin sacrifice next time you felt the need to kill someone? That offer still stands. Really.
But yeah, I'm still a little confused about what exactly the senior prank *was*. They moved some tables around? Unplugged the computers? Turned the books so the spines faced in? So what? That's not a prank, that's just an inconvenience. Meh. I'm disappointed. I was hoping for something, you know, sort of epic. Though the drama that this is generating is kind of amusing- Wally's reaction of "LOCK THE LIBRARY DON'T LET ANYONE IN NO MATTER WHAT ZOMG!" is priceless. Oh, Wally. <3
And I'm fairly certain the rumor that someone took a dump on Wally's chair was total crap (no pun intended). Because... yeah.
By the way:
( This, I feel is a very good representation of Wally. )
... Like three people are going to get that reference, but whatever (and yes, crappy Gimped picture is crappy- especially since that picture of his face is a photo of a photo from the school newspaper). But think about it- I can TOTALLY see Wally trying to kill anyone who tried to steal stuff from the library (and BWAHAHAHA, I will never be able to re-watch that Avatar episode without thinking of the owl dude confronting the Gaang and going, "SIGNNNNNN INNNNNN!").
Random rat!news: I need a good middle name for Marie. Any suggestions, people? Bonus points if it's something fandom-related, to go along with Rita Amber-the-Cutthroat-Bitch.
But... my last ORHS concert ever. Just... wow.
Today in Spanish we had to write letters about an imaginary trip to Barcelona (Señora's obsessed), and in honor of this ~special day~, I wrote mine to Gus. We also had to say who came with us on the trip, so I wrote down Annika, Mariam, Nikita. XD
Marzey, I'm mad at you. Why are you not on MSNNNNNN you said you needed to talk about the user info page. D:
Also, this has absolutely nothing to do with His Holiness's birthday, but... if any of you are thinking about taking up vidding, DON'T. SAVE YOURSELVES. IT'S BEYOND ADDICTING, AND IF I COMPLETELY TANK THE PLETHORA OF PROJECTS (LOLZ ALLITERATION) I HAVE GOING ON RIGHT NOW, IT WILL TOTALLY BE IMOVIE'S FAULT. My enthusiasm is only somewhat hampered by the fact that I can only make Avatar vids at the moment, because I don't have access to clips of anything else (but that's okay, because Avatar is the craziest thing ever, and there is no running out of crack!vid material). But this summer I'm going to download HandBrake or whatever it's called and try to teach myself how to rip DVDs. I am WELL on my way to becoming a felon.
MR. GARMAN. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT. HONESTLY, YOU AND YOUR VOICE IMPRESSIONS WILL BE MY DOWNFALLLLL.
Good things, though: I'm going to blow off homework a bit more to go to Szechwan Taste and Coldstone's. Whoo.
(Oh, and MARZEYMARZEY- we need to prepare for tomorrow. XD)
Mrs. Szot: "If you're leaving early for vacation and are not going to be here on Friday, I need to know now so that we can reschedule you a time to take this two-question quiz I'm giving. Because I'm insane, yo."
Me: "Oooh! Oooh! I'm skipping school for a UNH orientation! I'll take it after school on Thursday!"
Mrs. Szot: "Okay, can you all who are taking the quiz after school just clarify with me right now? Ethan, I have you, and..."
Ethan: "... Hannah."
Me: "Er, yeah, about that. I actually am going to be here on Friday because it's Class Colors, and high school lulz > serious college stuffs. So cross me off your list."
Announcement Like Two Minutes Before the Final Bell: "Friday's pep rally is being postponed until sometime in freakin' May. HEE."
Me: "Oh, crap! If nothing's going down tomorrow, I'm going to the UNH thing! But then there's that math test! And I can't stay after school today because I haven't arranged a ride! Oh, noes!"
In conclusion: when we're back in school on 4/28, Mrs. Szot is going to keel me ded.
Jenny's class at least got some second graders to come to theirs. Hmph.
This whole thing with the Great Teacher Swap of '08 is so whacked, though. First they bring in Mme. Moran to share Señora Beaton's room (?!) and help Madame and Monsieur share the load of the disproportionate amount of freshman who are taking French. Then Madame leaves, so Mme. Moran goes to take over her classes, while they bring Mme. Sanders (who has the distinction of being the teacher at our school with the most obvious dye job) out of her post-middle-school-teaching retirement to take Moran's classes. Then Monsieur leaves to have hip replacement surgery so they switch Sanders to his classes, and bring in a different sub to take over her classes, which are really Moran's classes. Wouldn't it have made so much more sense to bring in one of the new teachers to take over for Madame, leave Moran where she was, and then bring in Sanders to take over for Monsieur? Why did they feel the need to make sure that some of these kids are going to have three different French teachers over the course of the year? This is totally going to scar the freshman, guys. They're going to go into their sophomore year all, "What do you mean, it isn't normal to have a different teacher every month? You mean I'm stuck with my crappy English teacher all year?! I was counting on him being gone soon!"
Meh. So today at school wasn't all that great. Our anti-climactic Spanish play asside, I also sort of freaked out while taking a math test and started crying in the middle of class. Yeah. Logarithms can do that to you, yo.
The day wasn't all bad, though. To start out our Genre Studies unit on personal narrative, Mr. Garman read some Davis Sedaris aloud, and I was more than a little amused by the fact that one of his voices was a spot-on impression of Señor Senior Junior. I’m sure it was accidental, but still.
On a completely unrelated note, Jenny dared me to Google “Dora the Explorer porn” this afternoon, and I think she was a little disturbed at how readily I did it. The internet has ruined me.
(Entry title quote attributed to the Sedaris story we read in GS. It's pretty much the most awesome opening line ever.)
About the entry title- today's Pi Day, and I like that 3rd Rock quote, so I figured there'd be no better time to use it. Yayz.
It's actually WARM here this afternoon- and I love it. We opened the windows on the bus this afternoon, but they stuck even more than usual because they'd been frozen shut for months. While Becca, Eliza, and I were trying to get our respective ones open I kept thinking, God, where's Crystal when you need her? XD
Sooooo we had our short story competition in Genre Studies today, and even though Joe Rankin wasn't in class today his group read his story anyway, and it ended up making it to the finals, so Mr. Garman read it aloud to the class. It was about a high-schooler who had to write a short story for his Genre Studies class, but he couldn't think of any ideas, and he ended up spending the entire day that it was due frantically writing it during his classes so that he could turn it in last period. It also featured appearances by "Mr. Morris", the most boring Mythology teacher ever; "Janie", the evil cafeteria lady (though Mr. Garman slipped up and actually said "Loretta" at one point), and "Billy", the Library Peon, who chased the narrator through the hallways after he forgot to sign out, and ended up running him over with a mobile lab and severing his achilles tendon. There were also mentions of Mr. Reeves and Mrs. Best (though I forgot the fake names that Mr. Garman used when he read it out loud). I really want a copy of that story now.
OH, AND MY PIE WAS GOOD YAY. A couple of people made comments about how awesome the crust was, which, of course, made Jenny laugh when I told her because she made the crust for me. In return, I'm going to let her use my Albert Einstein biography. And what else did we do... we tried to call Exeter, but Birthe's cell phone wasn't getting service. Also, Ricky didn't peel the apples before putting them in his pie. BWAHAHAHA.
Anyway, yes, I know that was a quick, badly-written entry, but I have tons of stuff to do. Even though it's Friday. *headdesk* Auf Wiedersehen.
So I took my Algebra re-test, and I could do everything but the last problem... on my way downstairs, however, I suddenly realized how I could have solved the one I missed. I seriously had to keep myself from yelling, "SQUARE BOTH SIDES FIRST!" in the middle of the (empty) hallway. Dooooork.
But heh- I watched two episodes of Avatar tonight (they show two every night...), and the second one was the one where they went to the Northern Water Tribe settlement and the waterbending teacher was all sexism!yay, and Sokka totally propositioned a princess, and I was just sitting there thinking about how hilarious it was that that actually got through the kiddie!filters. Seriously, though: "Do you want to do an activity together? For some time?" What else could that have meant?
Oh RIIIIIIIIIIN, GET ON AIM. I need to obsess with youuuuuu.
And have you yell at me because I haven't gotten my hands on The Sil, but that's besides the point...
An example of the amusing things that I uncover whilst not paying attention in class. Hee!
Okay, fine. What we're doing right now is pretty funny- we're messing with the photo of this random guy's face (as Blowdart pointed out, if you fix his receding hairline, he looks kind of like Wally!). On Monday I'm SO going to e-mail myself some of my own pictures to screw around with. But still, unless we keep doing amusing stuff like this, an hour more of this class is going to kill me.
So, I wonder if Ay Eff See is unblocked now. That'd be pretty sweet.
Lovely. AutoSave doesn't work at school, either. Thanks muchly, El jay.
HERLIHY MIGHT BE ABLE TO GET ME OUT OF GENRE STUDIES. This is seriously exciting. 'Cause the whole reason I'm in Genre Studies is because I need another half-credit of writing to graduate, but Herlihy thinks that he can convince The Administration to let me take Russian Studies (which I'm taking as an independent study right now, but it'd be so much more awesome to do it in a real class) instead, even though it's technically a social studies course. Because apparently they do a lot of writing in the class, or something. I don't really care about the technicalities, just as long as I can GET OUT OF GS. Anyway, if it goes through, maybe I'll replace Russian Studies IS with World History II IS... that'd be sweet.
I love Mr. Herlihy. I should- I bought $59 worth of Russian crafts from him today.
... Yeah. I wonder if his, y'know, wife knows about this. *gringrin*
*sigh* I talk about school too much, I really do. But really, what do you expect? I spend the vast majority of my waking hours there. Heh. At least we're on a four-day break now for Thanksgiving...