hooty hoot
Is it possible for school to be so freaking dreadful? I drive to school dreading the 5 hours to come, and parking is the worse. I talked about parking in the last journal. I am taking a world religion class right now. Sounds interesting right? I mean there are many ways to make this class intersting I mean religion is a pretty interesting subject. I can venture to say that it is hard to make this class uninteresting. Well, Mr. Hurt does. He talked for an 30 minutes today about obituries. WHAT? Half of class I thought how easy it would be to push him over and run. I mean there would be celebrating in the streets. This is a little old man who talks in a deep murmur. His voice makes death by paper-cutting look really really good. I Mean I could push him over, and run laughing about how easy that was. It would be a great moment for all the people in my class, we would celebrate with wine and brie cheese. I WOULD LOVE IT. World religion, how do you make that unintersting. Bitterness is flowing through my vains for this man, and for parking. I need to cool off a bit.
PEACE
jess
PEACE
jess