good morning, beautiful/how was your night?/mine was wonderful/with you by my side
Before the first week of school..
Mr. M/Mike/Scott’s dad introducing me to people from their church over outside of Richards: “This is his girlfriend...or whatever...”
August 16th - 19th
Coming back from summer break…Bryan’s hair seemed…insanely gold-brown on top; as if he dyed it. ‘Cept, you know, he didn’t. (Apparently it’s because he was outside everyday for like 3 weeks or something and that is how his body compensates for him not actually tanning. :P)
Cori to Bryan: “You look less like the chef from The Little Mermaid now! I’m proud of you!”
My calf cramped up at the Manchester soccer game and Steph and Angie carried me part way across the field.
Dad: “Well…at least they each have twenty pounds of her.”
…In a discussion over the Good and Evil Angels who often appear hovering on one’s shoulders. (We’re reading Dr. Faustus in Lit.)
Scott: “Couldn’t you see Bryan in a red leotard?”
Bryan: “…I wouldn’t want to picture myself in a leotard…”
Chase: “How does this sound? You work for a company and all you do is stand in line buying tickets for stuff and then selling the tickets to others at higher prices.”
Sam: “…That’s called scalping…”
Chase: “But if you own a business then it’s called ‘legitimate!’ The book tells me so!”
(…And the Economics book really did…)
Joey: “Why would you pay $480 for any article of clothing? That’s like….lots of steak. Wait..let me see… That’s 30 prime ribs you could buy!”
Dirk W. & Sara A.’s Idea for 2006 Class Song: “Don’t Stop Me Now” by Queen. ^.^
August 22nd - 26th
Bryan: “If it wasn’t for Jesus I’d be the most perfect person here.”
Sara S. to me: “…You have a 4.0 GPA and you got pinched between two cars?”
Me: "I don't have a 4.0.....but...yes...." *glances around*
Mr. Lough during a discussion of hoagies in Lit: “Here we are…AP seniors talking about sandwiches…”
(Making Kyle P. uncomfortable at lunch…)
Cori F.: “Tampontampontampontamponwingsmaxipadstampontampon…”
Carly H.: “VAGINAL DISEASE!”
*table goes silent*
(Making Cori uncomfortable at lunch…)
Carly H.: “…in Cori’s pants!”
*Carly’s belt breaks/comes off…*
Cori F.: “HA! GOD IS SMITING YOU!”
(Back story... every year Mr Lough has basically had someone have to get their appendix out within the first week of school or so...last year it was Scott..so Scott asked and then they started up a bit of a convo along the lines of appendixes..)
Mr. Lough: “I’m not even sure I have my appendix anymore… Do those go away after awhile?”
Scott M: “…It’s an organ…”