Friday, September 16, 2005

Don't be gross.

My big, the musical Revised CD and Wicked DVD came in the mail, today! You have no idea how happy I am. Can you guess?

That's right, really happy.

Well, the rest of the school day was pretty fun. During lunch, I heard that Victoria got a detention. I do believe that there was a mistake in this fact somewhere. You know, because Victoria DOESN'T GET IN TROUBLE. Oh, well.

Theology was, ohmigod, so funny. I tell you, that Taylor makes it fun. Yes, she does.

Taylor, seeing Stephanie write another note to her boyfriend: Stephanie, is that another note for [Stephanie's Boyfriend]?
Stephanie: Yes, it is.
Taylor, rather excited: Can I write a little note to him in the corner?! I swear I will be nice! All I am going to say is, "Hi [Stephanie's Boyfriend], I hope you have a grand day! Love, Taylor."
Stephanie: Okay, fine. [Gives Taylor the paper and pen]
Taylor: Okay! What should I write... [Talks what she is writing as she writes it] Hello... Fat ass.

I love that class... I always will. And, oddly, we learn in it, too. A lot.

In French, Mademoiselle took over again. I, according to Kellinka, mad the I-Am-Pissed-Off-So-I-Will-Grit-My-Teeth face. Oh, and, OOPS. J'ai oublie mes devoirs a l'ecole!

Comp Lit was messed.

Kid: Mrs. Nightvision! Someone pooped on my chair!
Mrs. Nightvision: Kid, don't be gross.

Mrs. Nightvision: Okay, if you want to bring in some music to play for the class, feel free! I don't like 50 Cent or other rap and hip music.
Mike: What do you like?
Mrs. Nightvision: Ummmm... Dave Matthews and Phish.
Mike, dramatically: Do you know what goes on at Phish concerts?
Mrs. Nightvision: No, I have never been to one.
Mike, in a dramatic, soft whisper voice: Drugs!

Mrs. Nightvision: What are you all doing over the weekend?
Emily and I: Going to a Phish concert.

I don't know what I am going to do second semester what I am out of that class. Oh, yes, I do. Sing to God?

We won the game tonight! 4-0!

Seamstress: Brooker probably looks at me now and says, "I should write her a referal, but she might send porn to my email address and get me fired."


At 8:26 AM, Blogger Kellinka said...

Ohhhhh comp lit. That class is truly ridiculous. If our parents had to sit through that class, they would probably cry, thinking of all that money being flushed down a toilet.

Anyway. I do not like the student teacher. She expects us to, like, behave and raise our hand and shit like that.

You'll never guess who I just saw in the hall. I'll give you a hint: 1. 2. 3. [clap.]


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