you're all alone and i LOVE it

[kewlness]

I had LSI prom on Sat which was tons of fun. After the after party Linden Mike and I went back to Timothy's and played Scene-it until 5 AM. Linden and I won.. no but seriously. We won scene-it and we were also the best hiders. Linden is my new best friend

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[rocketgoat]

Many of us had been sitting in the AP English test all day, and then all of us had just gotten out of lunch (the mass had to be in the afternoon because of the earlier test and it HAD to be that day because it was the Day of the Ascention or whatsomeever). We were so riled up that Mr. Loomis, the principal, had to call us into the cafeteria from the gym before mass started to yell at us about acting out and being loud. All throughout the mass, everyone ignored him and made shrieking cat noises. For the first reading, the kid who was supposed to do it wasn't there, so Father Rodino, the biggest scumbag on Earth, waited awkwardly and then went "he must have risen," upon which cue the senior class laughed as loudly and fakely as they possibly could until the whole gym was full of mockingly laughing teenagers. Father was visibly pissed, and continued on with mass. Cut to the end of mass, where he had some retarded benediction planned in which he blessed each group of people before dismissing them. He starts with the teachers. Good idea, right? Making all the teachers wait outside the gym while you stay inside with a bunch of restless adolescents? To make it worse, he started with the sixth grade and worked his way up to the seniors. Now, this was probably a decent act on his part, to want to privately wish us all the best in life and whatnot, but that man is an idiot if he thought our class could wait patiently for seven speeches of only a couple minutes in length. It was quickly nearing 2:30 on our second to last day and we had all been sitting down for hours. By the time it got to eighth grade, we had affected the entire student body into a disrespectful clamor, each class stomping and screaming as they slowly exited. Before the tenth grade's benediction starts, one of the ass-ier seniors goes "WE'RE NEXT!!!" and makes everyone laugh. At this point, Father more or less yells at us, clearly trying not to break his cool facade. By the time it gets to us, there is a constant hum of seniors talking and meowing and cat-calling and shrieking and woofing and clapping. Father finally spits out the words, and we all break at light speed for the door while he stands there furious at us. Afterwards, he apparently ranted to his junior religion classes about how disrespectful and blasphemous it was, saying he would fight to make sure we didn't get our diplomas or something ridiculous, promising that he would fight until it happened or until he was fired. Believe me, the entire student body would throw a party.

[petit_haricot]

Mrs. Reid gave us a 40 minute lecture about how you guys were horrible in mass too.

And we knew she was serious because she brought up the classic "Not too long ago boys, young men, around your age were fighting and giving their lives in other countries so that you would be garunteed your education. They stepped up to the plate. why can't you?" speech.

I don't know if you'veever had her, but the war speech has reached my ears at least 4 times...