HIGHLIGHTS OF MY DAY [aka disastrous events/people that only seem to happen to ME]
Listed in chronological order.
1. Mrs. Brun talks about caticide in French R1. I wake up bright'n early and head to school just to be greeted by an evil Haitian lady who doesn't know the meaning behind the word "teach" and insists on going into detail about these 24 cats owned by an old lady who apparently doesn't know how to care for her cats, as most of the starved-to-death ones ("They were dying all over the place!") were found in dark corners of her dingy house, with the superceding/Darwinist cats allegedly gnawing on them. The dead cats. Yes. The scary images I am fed daily. In French class.
2. ENGLISH: I discover that Linnehan uses SparkNotes. "Well, if you use Ctrl F on an online version of Ethan Frome, you can see how many times light/undulations/*this word* appears..." *facefault* She goes on to admit to us all that, "Yes, this is what I spend my free time doing." ... Why do I have to be stricken with such incapable teachers? Why me?
3. Veiga figured out my name. In fact, he sort of started out thinking Tammy was someone else, so he said "Wait... there are two Tammys...?" when I piped up. *cries* (Why??)
4. I confirm Shiyu's suspicion that David Qin really DOES say things under his breath when he walks past people; today I distinctly heard him mutter "Tammy likes Colin" as he passed me. (Will someone explain these things to me?!)
5. That World History test I stayed up 'til 11 studying for was wicked easy. ><" (Now watch me flunk.)
6. Elaine threatens me with giving my screen name to "Colin" *nudges Kevin* if I do not return her DVDs by Friday.
7. I discover "gladio interfectus est" on the Latin test... which isn't as bad as "Hercules suum gladium rapiebat," especially if you're oblivious to the "other meaning" of gladius. (They have BIG SWORDS, you know.)
8. David Chen shows me his declamation piece, which just so happens to be Hitler's election speech. No, it's not as bad as the French/Napoleon one he did en francais... nor is it as lame as Clinton's I'm-sorry-I-had-an-affair-with-Lewinsky-but-Jenny-Craig-is-much-more-appealing-than-my-wife apology... And he asks why he couldn't do public dec. *shakes head*
Well, tata.
1. Mrs. Brun talks about caticide in French R1. I wake up bright'n early and head to school just to be greeted by an evil Haitian lady who doesn't know the meaning behind the word "teach" and insists on going into detail about these 24 cats owned by an old lady who apparently doesn't know how to care for her cats, as most of the starved-to-death ones ("They were dying all over the place!") were found in dark corners of her dingy house, with the superceding/Darwinist cats allegedly gnawing on them. The dead cats. Yes. The scary images I am fed daily. In French class.
2. ENGLISH: I discover that Linnehan uses SparkNotes. "Well, if you use Ctrl F on an online version of Ethan Frome, you can see how many times light/undulations/*this word* appears..." *facefault* She goes on to admit to us all that, "Yes, this is what I spend my free time doing." ... Why do I have to be stricken with such incapable teachers? Why me?
3. Veiga figured out my name. In fact, he sort of started out thinking Tammy was someone else, so he said "Wait... there are two Tammys...?" when I piped up. *cries* (Why??)
4. I confirm Shiyu's suspicion that David Qin really DOES say things under his breath when he walks past people; today I distinctly heard him mutter "Tammy likes Colin" as he passed me. (Will someone explain these things to me?!)
5. That World History test I stayed up 'til 11 studying for was wicked easy. ><" (Now watch me flunk.)
6. Elaine threatens me with giving my screen name to "Colin" *nudges Kevin* if I do not return her DVDs by Friday.
7. I discover "gladio interfectus est" on the Latin test... which isn't as bad as "Hercules suum gladium rapiebat," especially if you're oblivious to the "other meaning" of gladius. (They have BIG SWORDS, you know.)
8. David Chen shows me his declamation piece, which just so happens to be Hitler's election speech. No, it's not as bad as the French/Napoleon one he did en francais... nor is it as lame as Clinton's I'm-sorry-I-had-an-affair-with-Lewinsky-but-Jenny-Craig-is-much-more-appealing-than-my-wife apology... And he asks why he couldn't do public dec. *shakes head*
Well, tata.