And another one goes by...
It's official. The SENIORS are gone, and I believe that puts me one notch higher on the Walnut hierarchy. At least that's how it was last year, and don't even try and lie class of '07. I have to say, I'm pretty stoked to be a SENIOR! So stoked that I came home and took a nap! This past week has been kind of weird... Here is a quick update on some stuff....
Fri-Sat:: Girl Scouts at camp, I taught the new Eteam how to do swing because Sam, as much as I love him, did a bad job. I played in the office, and by "played" I mean, "put together staff binders for 5 hours" You guys better be grateful!"
Saturday Night:: My Anti-Prom- Hanging out with Megan and getting STOKED for summer for about 5 hours, calling Danielle to make sure we were in same cabin then talking about why I wasn't at prom, which lead to me telling an embarrassing story (because everything always does) and oh by the way, Megan accidently called Becki who heard my story and was like "wtf" because we didn't know we called her.
Sunday:: Happy Mother's Day?
This past week: AP EXAMS
My Exam- let's see, I left early to study like you are supposed too, but I ended up getting Chipotle and sleeping for 4 hours. During the exam I look up and everyone at my table decided to go to sleep after like the 20th multiple choice. And some kids didn't even show up to take it. It was impossible. On one of my essays, I basically wrote about how the US is fucking everything up in the middle east and called it Change Over Time because before 1914, the US wasn't over there fucking with them.
Then After my exam, I went to Statistics where I had to finish my exam so that I don't have to come on exam day. It was pretty easy, but an exam none the less. Then I had to stay after school for a Spanish test that kicked my ass and I yelled at my teacher because he is a jerk face and doesn't understand that emotion is a two way road. I told him that too. He always talks about he gets all emotional, and we stress him out, but we are never aloud to be stressed or anything so in my rant I told him basically "You are the worst teacher I've ever had! You say all this stuff about how great you are when you need to be teaching us! You don't understand that emotion is a two way road, everyone gets emotional from time to time and if you can't deal with other people's emotions then I think you are kind of a sucky person. I also don't think that it was right of you to throw my test away. Most teachers at least grade a test and record it and offer a retake, but you are so lazy. I mean, I don't even know what my grade is in here. I don't think you actually calculate them though because I did nothing first semester and still had a B. I think you grade us on if you like us, which probably means I'm skrewed now. But whatevs, because now you know how I feel! And oh, by the way, It's not just me. We kind of have a club." Then I left.
It was a long day.
So today was the SENIORS last day. And Mr. Maddox gave us first lunch, which means none of the SENIORS got to sign my year book. So I went to the SENIOR thing after school... kind of. I was only there for like 10 min. and I talked to Tess and stuff and then someone was like "WHY IS '08 HERE" and I figured I should leave... without signatures...it was a sad day... Fuck you Mr. Maddox.
Oh yeah, and today in class, I called him Mr. Maddox instead of "Profe" and he was like "I'm not a mister" and he usually doesn't have a problem being called Mister, but I retracted my question, because I refuse to call him profe, because that implies that he is a teacher, which implies that he has taught me something. I was going to say something, but I have more class than to start a(nother) fight in class.
Tomorrow- Cub Scouts! So much cooler than girls scouts! And I get to stay late and Eli is helping me with my Statistics project, because I get to do it on CAMP!
Sunday- Soccer, and THE SEASON FINALE OF DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES!!!
Wednesday, 10:45 AM- I'm FINISHED WITH SCHOOL!
Wed. 10:46 AM- CAMP (NEW SCHOOL)
Fri-Sat:: Girl Scouts at camp, I taught the new Eteam how to do swing because Sam, as much as I love him, did a bad job. I played in the office, and by "played" I mean, "put together staff binders for 5 hours" You guys better be grateful!"
Saturday Night:: My Anti-Prom- Hanging out with Megan and getting STOKED for summer for about 5 hours, calling Danielle to make sure we were in same cabin then talking about why I wasn't at prom, which lead to me telling an embarrassing story (because everything always does) and oh by the way, Megan accidently called Becki who heard my story and was like "wtf" because we didn't know we called her.
Sunday:: Happy Mother's Day?
This past week: AP EXAMS
My Exam- let's see, I left early to study like you are supposed too, but I ended up getting Chipotle and sleeping for 4 hours. During the exam I look up and everyone at my table decided to go to sleep after like the 20th multiple choice. And some kids didn't even show up to take it. It was impossible. On one of my essays, I basically wrote about how the US is fucking everything up in the middle east and called it Change Over Time because before 1914, the US wasn't over there fucking with them.
Then After my exam, I went to Statistics where I had to finish my exam so that I don't have to come on exam day. It was pretty easy, but an exam none the less. Then I had to stay after school for a Spanish test that kicked my ass and I yelled at my teacher because he is a jerk face and doesn't understand that emotion is a two way road. I told him that too. He always talks about he gets all emotional, and we stress him out, but we are never aloud to be stressed or anything so in my rant I told him basically "You are the worst teacher I've ever had! You say all this stuff about how great you are when you need to be teaching us! You don't understand that emotion is a two way road, everyone gets emotional from time to time and if you can't deal with other people's emotions then I think you are kind of a sucky person. I also don't think that it was right of you to throw my test away. Most teachers at least grade a test and record it and offer a retake, but you are so lazy. I mean, I don't even know what my grade is in here. I don't think you actually calculate them though because I did nothing first semester and still had a B. I think you grade us on if you like us, which probably means I'm skrewed now. But whatevs, because now you know how I feel! And oh, by the way, It's not just me. We kind of have a club." Then I left.
It was a long day.
So today was the SENIORS last day. And Mr. Maddox gave us first lunch, which means none of the SENIORS got to sign my year book. So I went to the SENIOR thing after school... kind of. I was only there for like 10 min. and I talked to Tess and stuff and then someone was like "WHY IS '08 HERE" and I figured I should leave... without signatures...it was a sad day... Fuck you Mr. Maddox.
Oh yeah, and today in class, I called him Mr. Maddox instead of "Profe" and he was like "I'm not a mister" and he usually doesn't have a problem being called Mister, but I retracted my question, because I refuse to call him profe, because that implies that he is a teacher, which implies that he has taught me something. I was going to say something, but I have more class than to start a(nother) fight in class.
Tomorrow- Cub Scouts! So much cooler than girls scouts! And I get to stay late and Eli is helping me with my Statistics project, because I get to do it on CAMP!
Sunday- Soccer, and THE SEASON FINALE OF DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES!!!
Wednesday, 10:45 AM- I'm FINISHED WITH SCHOOL!
Wed. 10:46 AM- CAMP (NEW SCHOOL)