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Tuesday, May 25, 2004
11:45 am
Sex Ed aka Family Life aka HELL
Ooer, learned about prostitution and masturbation! *shudders* I swear, a professional rapist whose voice cracks three octaves, wears khaki trousers, and names his testicles is NOT the kind of person I want to discuss my hormones with. Good bloody lord, our school is ludicrous.
That man is quite literally the spawn of Satan. He wears KHAKIS, for God's sake...and muscle shirts...egh...He wears moccassins, too...
Yes, so blah blah, prostitution is bad, masturbation is evil, lala...wait...didn't Mrs. Chapedelaine ENCOURAGE "exploring" ourselves last year in Family Life? Do they WANT to confuse us in the age that they so obviously point out is already confusing enough? If a woman can sure McDonalds for making their coffee too hot, I can sue my school for permanently traumatizing me in such an impressionable time in my life...er...
5:15 pm
Bellvue State Park
Track party...er...it was okay.
Played volleyball, football, and frisbee, but I sort of zoned out...
Ate.
Krispy Kreams.
A lot of them.
Goodbye, track! I will...er...sort of...miss you...ish...actually, I won't, but I will...miss...the uniforms?
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Convinced my mutter to let me stay home tomorrow and miss field day. Field day is dumb. It is a grade full of people running about chasing after balls and eating water ice. Whilst I wake up at noon and be lazy. Heh.
I hate sports.
Damn them all.
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11:45 am
Sex Ed aka Family Life aka HELL
Ooer, learned about prostitution and masturbation! *shudders* I swear, a professional rapist whose voice cracks three octaves, wears khaki trousers, and names his testicles is NOT the kind of person I want to discuss my hormones with. Good bloody lord, our school is ludicrous.
That man is quite literally the spawn of Satan. He wears KHAKIS, for God's sake...and muscle shirts...egh...He wears moccassins, too...
Yes, so blah blah, prostitution is bad, masturbation is evil, lala...wait...didn't Mrs. Chapedelaine ENCOURAGE "exploring" ourselves last year in Family Life? Do they WANT to confuse us in the age that they so obviously point out is already confusing enough? If a woman can sure McDonalds for making their coffee too hot, I can sue my school for permanently traumatizing me in such an impressionable time in my life...er...
5:15 pm
Bellvue State Park
Track party...er...it was okay.
Played volleyball, football, and frisbee, but I sort of zoned out...
Ate.
Krispy Kreams.
A lot of them.
Goodbye, track! I will...er...sort of...miss you...ish...actually, I won't, but I will...miss...the uniforms?
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Convinced my mutter to let me stay home tomorrow and miss field day. Field day is dumb. It is a grade full of people running about chasing after balls and eating water ice. Whilst I wake up at noon and be lazy. Heh.
I hate sports.
Damn them all.
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