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[buckbee3]

Friday was so stressy. Rachel and i rushed rushed rushed to finish drawing faces on our yams for english class, lucky us we didn't have to present:but everyone else's were so good we are quite nervous now, as we have to persent monday and we weren't as thorough as we should have been i suppose. ack i have to write a paper. Rachel had extreme raging hormones on thursday and the creepy physics teacher tried talking to her about crew and his old days of rowing.
teacher man: do you row
*pause*
rachel: yes.
teacher man: what seat?
*pause*
rachel: i don't know yet, it's new every year
*pause*
alana: what did u row last year rachel?
*pause*
rachel: ummmmmm
alana:she's very tired
rachel: i rowed port
teacher man: which side"
rachel: starboard.
teacher man: neat. what boat house do you use?
rachel: ummmmmmm i can't remember
*pause*
alana:give her a second
rachel: OH! charles river boat house!
teacher man: were's that?
rachel: ummmmmmm
*pause*
rachel: on the charles
teacher man: ok, well i have to go to my class now.

promptly after we were laughing at how peculiar the teacher was and how out of it rachel was, when, rahcel started weeping/laughing. i mean the tears were falling, the face was red and everything. i think she really could have cried a river if she'd wanted to. or at least a good sized pond. "i don't even row port!" she cried, "i felt like he was yelling at me" waaaaaahhhhh
it was the most peculiar and funny thing i have ever witnessed.ohh man.

anyway this weekend was full i had rehersal on friday and sat, i got to see maeve's play with lila, i thought it was just peachy.
now i have to go back to my history hw and the origins of racism. sigh.
i dont know what quixotic means but it seems to fit my mood