So, St. Johns students will be having their second day of school tomorrow. I feel bad for those suckaaaaas.
Gainesville's been pretty hot.
What's up with Baccalaurate anyway? I don't even want to go. And eeeeh...Senior Dinner...can't I just graduate and get it all over with? It'd sure be nice.
In other news, my housing stuff for NYU is done. Yay! I hope my future roomate/roomates is/are cool.
I am almost out of this freakin school. I don't have academic ties to St. Johns any longer. It feels so good to say that.
Now, I just have all the ceremonies coming up.
Only tomorrow...one more day...not even a whole day...a half day...until...Winter Break bitch!!!!!
Yes, I'm pretty happy about that. I'm getting so sick of school right now.
Fuck man, I do have pre-calc quiz tomorrow. Captain Wallace loves to torture us with quizzes...grrrr...
This break from school kicks ass. It should be way longer...
...I do kind of miss NB and Jew-els though. Katie, we gotta post a list in here of the correspondence between the Benny Benassi songs and the teachers.
NB = Mrs. Herzog
Jew-els = Ms. Ritch
"Today we salute you, Mr. Constant Collar Putter Upper. You, bedecked in popped collar, teach us that we no longer have to live with a cold back of the neck. Sure, your pink alligator polo may look feminine to some, but not to the other 17 frat guys wearing the same thing at the bar. Where others may see thoughtless fashion conformity, you preach a higher gospel. You preach of a world where it's okay for a man to go tanning. You ask, "Why can't we wear make-up and use shampoo with lavender essence?" So crack open an ice-cold Bud Light, Mr. Abercrombie (or is it Fitch?), because we all know, when we really need a piece of gum, you might have one...in your man purse."
Foster brought up the story of Ms. Ritch's wet wipes today.
Okay, so during the hurricane we had no power...and I guess Ms. Ritch had no water. Well, Foster said that she made a comment that she was using wet wipes to clean herself. Hahahahaha...now, we just picture Leslie in the shower rubbing her body with wet wipes to this song I'm listening to. Ohhh man, it's priceless. I hit my head on my car horn today by laughing at this...great stuff.
On my visit i noticed:
Wendy Grey looks like a Barbie doll. PlAsTiC. Hee. And not even the good kind. The kind you make seduce ken so your favorite Barbie has to kick her ass. Heh
The new performing arts center kicks ass
kristen has very blond hair
Christy looks more dumpy but still slutty. hee
katie is freaking hilarious, and her buttons on her sweater were very fun.
I thought it was amusing the way some teachers didnt acknowledge me and then some just stared. Even more amusing the way Mrs. Ritch hugged me like I actually liked her, like I actually enjoyed her class senior year. haha the poor thing.
So more or less, even if i miss my friends dearly, i do not miss St. Johns. its unfortunate the way they so easily filter stress and anxiety into your brain with all these activities and classes back to back to back.
Youre really going to like college kids.
NOBODY'S BUSINESS IF I WALK, TALK, MAKE LOVE, SING...BUT I'M ABLE TO LOVE.
*walking to the beat*
Homework sucks ass. Pre Calc fucking sucks especially. Mr. Warner better not make us write our analytical paper on The Scarlett Letter until next weekend...I'll be pissed if he doesn't.
Mrs. Thurman better make a decent curve on that fucking Bio test, damn it.
So everyone, doooo tell me all about your thrilling homecoming experiences.
So far all I know is that:
1)Michael was a sheep, making...
2) Katie kinda kinky, and...
3) Kelly did something sketchy from 11 to 3 while...
4)Lauren was accompanied by Foster for the Homecoming court
yikes! details people!