I enjoy early out. I enjoy it alot. Perhaps not as much as Fridays or long weekends, but on hour less of school sits just fine in my books. So, at the start of this early out morning, I watched election coverage for an hour. That left me 25 minutes to get ready, meaning I forgot my sweater. Bad idea. History was good. Mr Ross used the word 'darling' again. I was amused alot. English was stupid. There were questions that were rediculously easy where you could spot the answer a mile away. There were questions that were rediculously easy where there were no right answers to choose. There questions that were just plain rediculous. Overall though, I'm fairly confident in my answers. Lunch was ok. I discovered that the two water fountains around the corner from my locker are strange. With the one, you turn the handle with your right hand and drink on the right side of the fountain. With the other, you turn the handle with your right hadn, but drink from the left side of the fountain. Strange. Bio was...thrilling. I did crap on the test, but hey, I knew that already. My dad told me that thing about the hutterites. You know, how they 'invite' a farmer occasionlly to help diversify their gene pool. My daddy told me that I shouldn't go over there because I just might not come back. Scary. Chem was sooo utterly boring. I just about went comatose. I was also incredibly cold, so I kinda felt like hibernating. Then I went home on the bus all alone because rabe went swimming and mc was beaued home by a certain gingerman of keenness that beaus her home most days. A very annoying prat in the front seat hollered at everyone to 'smell [his] methane'. I felt like yelling back that methane is colorless and odourless, but I just didn't have the energy. One of these days I'm just going to toss him out the window. When I got home, I watched tv and binged on chips. Not my finest moment, but I've been giving into my cravings all week, why not another? Then I worked on history, had supper, more history, watched Gilmore Girls, and here I am. I am researching universities (UofC to be exact) and scholarships. Woot. Then I shall (try) to start on Bio. *sigh* I hate homework. On a positive note, the UofT information meeting is tomorrow. Yay!
Today's word: ridiculous
honorary word: darling
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"Beaued home!!!"...BEAUED HOME???? I think that I may have sent just the first four words (oops, I'll keep going anyways)! I wouldn't exactly call him my beau...lol...because, well, you do know "...I haven't got any beaus." (insert image of puppy dog eyes here)...sniff...sniff...will you be my beau? You're pretty keen if I do say so myself! Anyways, sorry to leave you Mare, but I just couldn't resist escaping methane boy. I think he's on my transfer bus. He's definitely unkeen, and MOST DEFINITELY UNGINGERMENLY!! The busdriver has to open her window because he's just so darn malodorous! However, I think I shall take the bus home tomorrow...woot! I can't wait to hear the little girls at the front of the bus sing an obscene song about a choo-choo train. Whatever happened to those three nice little kids that used to ride the bus? They were actually nomal. Matthew used to stump Bev with riddles and stuff and get the addresses of all the actors in the Harry Potter movies from her. It was great! Alas, where have all the nice children gone these days? Oh well, I must return to my lovely history notes. Plus, I think that I've left a rather lengthy comment, so I better shut up now. See ya later!
-Clare
OH CLARE!!!!! The nice little children have run away...ok the one grew up and left for a different school, and the other two have been corrupted! WHOA!!!!!!
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