hrm...
Statistics log #1million and 2.
i'm sick of school. it's about damn official about this point in time. Dan is sitting behind me dictating back to me everything i type and i'm going hit him. hard. repetidly. with a shoe.
Dan I'm going to kill you.
that has nothing to do with any of you. that has to do with me wanting to hear him read out his own fate.
and he appears to have stopped now. good.
MOVING ON!
i just took a lovely spanish test. that blew something else. one would think after 4 years of studying aztecs, mayans and incas i would finally know what's going on. well. i do. just even after taking the damn class for about 6 years i still can't string a decent sentence together.
Thursday we have a half day, SafeStock or something of the sort. i think we're supposed to be celebrating fitness. So i'm signing out and going home to sleep. that's fitness enough. i mean it was a fairly decent ordeal back my freshman year but then again we had some pretty decent bands in this town then. so that maintained my attention. theres a few hopefuls for this year...buuuut not enough to make me want to stick around.
zazzle is being a freaking pain in the ass. but i'm working on it. theres like 12 prints up now. and if they have an issue with nudity they can shove it. i really don't care.
hrm....
we're typing up a little survey thing to distribute and then do a statistical study on. something revolving around the need for a new high school. anyone who thinks we dont is a freaking moron. and at this point thats not strictly opinion anymore. well its still opinion but its also true ;-) this place is a disgustingly overcrowded, run down, short on supplies, not ventillated properly, unsafe disasterous mess. Our windows are held down with ductape. half of them are shattered anyway. actually. my painting mixing board is a small windowpane from the gym. heh heh. in my defense. my art teacher took it. not me. ;-) hrm...yeah. so anyway. heres another case and point. we had a practice terrorist attack the other day. so we had to go into lock down. so to do this we...shut the blindes [the window blindes only cover about 1/25th of the windows. so hey helllooooo we're all here! come and get us! then we had to lock the door. it doesnt lock. and then. we had to block out the door window. all we had to do that was a transparent garbage bag. that was just pretty funny. anyway. we have kids practicing for band/orchestra in the freaking locker rooms since theres no practice space. the art rooms arent ventillated and after a period of oil painting you walk out marginally stoned. its just not good. we didnt have enough books for half the kids in history this year. ugh i mean granted i'm getting out of here. but still. i feel bad for some friends i have who may very well be facing split scheduling and night classes next year. heh. whatever.
thats enough of a rant for now. im done.
back to the survey.
-BITE-
[EDIT 6:33]
Slee stopped by to visit during art today...twas quite entertaining. then. we went out for lunch spent a few hours debating over random oddities and such. oh. and he declared his presence a couple million times.
and then. he decorated my arm
and after about 10 minutes of sewing "editing" his pants are now resting snuggly at my hips. quite comfy i must say.
hrm. and he turns 21 tomorrow. hehe my lil baby's all grown up -snicker-
and thats that.
-bites again-