The Lost Entry
While I thought the computer ate this entry, apparently LJ had saved it as a draft. Here it is in its entirety, as posted sometime last week.
Hot Damn!
...more on the title near the end of this entry (that there's called a 'hook').
So the other day, I went to school. Out of sheer boredom and an intense desire to crack the system, I decided I'd return to Amador on Wednesday to visit some of the seniors and old teachers. I chose Wednesday, of course, because then I wouldn't have to wake up as early. The story unfolds:
Prologue- In the morning, I pack a backpack full of last years binders, a lunch, and the book I accidentally stole from Mr. Bull, so as to fool administrators into thinking that I am a current student. 10 minutes to the start of class, I leave my house, heart a-pounding in my chest (after all, if I get caught, I am technically an intruder on campus). I make it through the front gate without incident, and head over to the drama area, figuring that I was less likely to be caught if I was in a group. They wonder what the hell I am doing there, why would you ever come back to Amador, etc. I run into Mr. Probst, who is similarly perplexed.
2nd period- I go to visit Ladd, because Jessica said to visit him then (sorry Ione). This visit I had planned for some time; Jessica did some scouting for me and told me which seats in Ladd's class were empty so I could slip in unnoticed. Slip in I manage, but when Mr. Ladd stands up to start his lecture (dual federalism) it sounds like this: "Somebody tell me the basic-- Sam what are you doing in my classroom?" When I explain to him that I am just visiting, he shrugs and carries on with his lecture. I decide to stay for the period. Over the course of the lecture Mr. Ladd shoots me (to demonstrate extradition laws), marries me (full faith and credit), and asks me why I didn't bring cake (layer or marble). After class, I talk with him for a bit, before heading off.
3rd period- I find myself in Mr. Thiel's classroom. I can't pull any tricks here, because I didn't make it until after the bell rang. Luckily, the class is working on a lab, so I have plenty of time to talk with Mr. T (who is doing well). Talking with Thiel also allows me to start to see a pattern in what teachers will ask me over the course of the day, so I can prepare good responses. ("What'd you do over the summer?" "Well, I went on a vacation in New Jersey." "New Jersey??" "Yeah. It's one of the few vacation spots in the world where you come home more stressed.") After, I head to the library to meet Mrs. Gray. It's a boring day, they're just doing research. Mrs. Gray tells me that impromptu speeches are on Friday, I should come back then (ultimately, I don't, because I fail to wake up on time for either her second or third period debate classes).
Brunch- I follow Jessica around.
4th period- My sister has Dalldorf 4th period, so I head over there with a line prepared. It goes "Mr. Dalldorf (pause for response) I heard you was talking smack about me and Carl Schlachte." I speak my line with gusto; he replies "Damn straight I was talking smack about you and Carl." We exchange insults for a minute or two, but I leave quickly so he can get on with his class.
Luckily, I don't care whether Mr. Bull can get on with his class or not. I go there next, and spend some minutes disrupting things. Among the highlights: I give him back the book I accidentally stole from him last year; he greets me with "Sam Tillis, this guy is legendary!" to which I would have normally paid no heed, except one of the girls replies "The Sam Tillis!? My sister thinks you're hilarious!" After a brief attempt to convince Younger Sister Kennedy that I am, in fact, hilarious, I sit down to listen to some of Bull's class. He gives a half-hearted lecture on toponym, mathematical location, site, and situation, then sets the kids loose on an assignment. We talk briefly (I use the NJ line). He tells me that Murphy is teaching a normal World class this period, so I decide not to intrude.
I visit Mrs. Reinke, but she has a quiz to make for next period (now less than 10 minutes away), so I simply tell her that every day at 1:43 I think of her class, and then I leave.
On my way out of the math building, I go to Mr. Kelly's class. He's teaching Math 2, so it wasn't quite what I wanted to disrupt, but close enough. He tells me that the lyrics to the song I wrote about him are still tacked to the wall, and he shows me pictures of his now-three-years-old daughter (she was born the year I had his class).
5th period- I go to Mr. Brennan's room, which is full of people I know (Jessica, Ione, Kate, T. Wang, and that was just one side of the classroom!). I find a seat (Tony's) before Mr. Brennan comes in, and settle down. Mr. Brennan comes in, rants, assigns a reading, rants some more, takes question, and ends the class. All without ever noticing that I'm there (granted, it was a big class, he only has one section this year). I talk with him afterwards (he's a bit nonplussed by my presence) in a conversation that concludes (after I tell him I'm going to UCSD) with him telling me about his favorite places in Mexico: "Actually I probably shouldn't tell you about these places because you wouldn't be allowed to go there yet heh heh heh."
I find out that everybody who I was planning on eating lunch with was going to Hartman's room for an Ohlone meeting, so I decide to go home. The end.
***
Later that day, I went to the Shop with Alex Jorgensen (that *** denoted the place where I switched to past tense). I did this half for the sheer nostalgia of the thing, and half out of an intense desire to engage in ANY sort of table-top roleplay. For those of you who don't know, the Shop is a group of people who play a bizarre MageKnight/D&D crossbreed that focuses mostly on combat; the main idea is to get as powerful as humanly possible, to the point where Brad (the GM) has to retire your character. After a moment of contemplation, I decided to play my cross-gendered Emerald Glade Mystery-turned-Pyre Spirit (very long story).
And on a somewhat different note, hot damn (told you it would come up eventually)! I looked at my college housing situation online today, and it looks like not only did I make it into the on-campus apartments, I also landed one of the few single rooms! Occasionally, it feels good to be one of God's chosen people (eat that, Sean). Means I can decorate how ever I want to, and hide immigrants under the bed, and do all kinds of cool stuff you can't do if you're sharing a room with somebody.
Hot Damn!
...more on the title near the end of this entry (that there's called a 'hook').
So the other day, I went to school. Out of sheer boredom and an intense desire to crack the system, I decided I'd return to Amador on Wednesday to visit some of the seniors and old teachers. I chose Wednesday, of course, because then I wouldn't have to wake up as early. The story unfolds:
Prologue- In the morning, I pack a backpack full of last years binders, a lunch, and the book I accidentally stole from Mr. Bull, so as to fool administrators into thinking that I am a current student. 10 minutes to the start of class, I leave my house, heart a-pounding in my chest (after all, if I get caught, I am technically an intruder on campus). I make it through the front gate without incident, and head over to the drama area, figuring that I was less likely to be caught if I was in a group. They wonder what the hell I am doing there, why would you ever come back to Amador, etc. I run into Mr. Probst, who is similarly perplexed.
2nd period- I go to visit Ladd, because Jessica said to visit him then (sorry Ione). This visit I had planned for some time; Jessica did some scouting for me and told me which seats in Ladd's class were empty so I could slip in unnoticed. Slip in I manage, but when Mr. Ladd stands up to start his lecture (dual federalism) it sounds like this: "Somebody tell me the basic-- Sam what are you doing in my classroom?" When I explain to him that I am just visiting, he shrugs and carries on with his lecture. I decide to stay for the period. Over the course of the lecture Mr. Ladd shoots me (to demonstrate extradition laws), marries me (full faith and credit), and asks me why I didn't bring cake (layer or marble). After class, I talk with him for a bit, before heading off.
3rd period- I find myself in Mr. Thiel's classroom. I can't pull any tricks here, because I didn't make it until after the bell rang. Luckily, the class is working on a lab, so I have plenty of time to talk with Mr. T (who is doing well). Talking with Thiel also allows me to start to see a pattern in what teachers will ask me over the course of the day, so I can prepare good responses. ("What'd you do over the summer?" "Well, I went on a vacation in New Jersey." "New Jersey??" "Yeah. It's one of the few vacation spots in the world where you come home more stressed.") After, I head to the library to meet Mrs. Gray. It's a boring day, they're just doing research. Mrs. Gray tells me that impromptu speeches are on Friday, I should come back then (ultimately, I don't, because I fail to wake up on time for either her second or third period debate classes).
Brunch- I follow Jessica around.
4th period- My sister has Dalldorf 4th period, so I head over there with a line prepared. It goes "Mr. Dalldorf (pause for response) I heard you was talking smack about me and Carl Schlachte." I speak my line with gusto; he replies "Damn straight I was talking smack about you and Carl." We exchange insults for a minute or two, but I leave quickly so he can get on with his class.
Luckily, I don't care whether Mr. Bull can get on with his class or not. I go there next, and spend some minutes disrupting things. Among the highlights: I give him back the book I accidentally stole from him last year; he greets me with "Sam Tillis, this guy is legendary!" to which I would have normally paid no heed, except one of the girls replies "The Sam Tillis!? My sister thinks you're hilarious!" After a brief attempt to convince Younger Sister Kennedy that I am, in fact, hilarious, I sit down to listen to some of Bull's class. He gives a half-hearted lecture on toponym, mathematical location, site, and situation, then sets the kids loose on an assignment. We talk briefly (I use the NJ line). He tells me that Murphy is teaching a normal World class this period, so I decide not to intrude.
I visit Mrs. Reinke, but she has a quiz to make for next period (now less than 10 minutes away), so I simply tell her that every day at 1:43 I think of her class, and then I leave.
On my way out of the math building, I go to Mr. Kelly's class. He's teaching Math 2, so it wasn't quite what I wanted to disrupt, but close enough. He tells me that the lyrics to the song I wrote about him are still tacked to the wall, and he shows me pictures of his now-three-years-old daughter (she was born the year I had his class).
5th period- I go to Mr. Brennan's room, which is full of people I know (Jessica, Ione, Kate, T. Wang, and that was just one side of the classroom!). I find a seat (Tony's) before Mr. Brennan comes in, and settle down. Mr. Brennan comes in, rants, assigns a reading, rants some more, takes question, and ends the class. All without ever noticing that I'm there (granted, it was a big class, he only has one section this year). I talk with him afterwards (he's a bit nonplussed by my presence) in a conversation that concludes (after I tell him I'm going to UCSD) with him telling me about his favorite places in Mexico: "Actually I probably shouldn't tell you about these places because you wouldn't be allowed to go there yet heh heh heh."
I find out that everybody who I was planning on eating lunch with was going to Hartman's room for an Ohlone meeting, so I decide to go home. The end.
***
Later that day, I went to the Shop with Alex Jorgensen (that *** denoted the place where I switched to past tense). I did this half for the sheer nostalgia of the thing, and half out of an intense desire to engage in ANY sort of table-top roleplay. For those of you who don't know, the Shop is a group of people who play a bizarre MageKnight/D&D crossbreed that focuses mostly on combat; the main idea is to get as powerful as humanly possible, to the point where Brad (the GM) has to retire your character. After a moment of contemplation, I decided to play my cross-gendered Emerald Glade Mystery-turned-Pyre Spirit (very long story).
And on a somewhat different note, hot damn (told you it would come up eventually)! I looked at my college housing situation online today, and it looks like not only did I make it into the on-campus apartments, I also landed one of the few single rooms! Occasionally, it feels good to be one of God's chosen people (eat that, Sean). Means I can decorate how ever I want to, and hide immigrants under the bed, and do all kinds of cool stuff you can't do if you're sharing a room with somebody.