Comp Sci Update
This is my last Comp Sci update. Ever. For all time. That makes me extremely sad.
We're presenting projects today. These two kids drew a city that was protected from szombies by a giagantic wall. One guy copied two paragraphs onto a webstie. It's really fascinating. Not
I'm really, really far down the list of presenters. It's boring me to tears. *is crying*
Mr. Garrison just did a sarcastic rendition of how Christian's presentation should have gone. It was amusing, mostly because we all clapped sarcastically hard at the end. Sarcasm is my friend.
I'm definitely wearing my very cool gown right now with my doubly cool cords. I was quadruply cool before when I was wearing Stevil's math cords and Jason's Latin cords. But they took those away from me. So now I'm very, very sad.
My robe is somewhat confortable. It's really big and black and makes me look like a crow. CAW! CAW!
We're reminiscing about our 8th grade Spanish teacher who tricked us once by having her twin pretend to be her. And the book me and Julie wrote about the little monkey that lost his tedyd bear (called El Mono Pequeno...how creative).
YAY! I just had my presentation! And Mr. Garrison didn't say anything bad about it. I ROCK.
Oh yeah... MY BIRTHDAY'S ON FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Half an hour left...must stay strong...SO BORED.
This class stinks. There are WAY too many boys in here.
Paul Hanna spelled the name of his presentation wrong. What a failure. Who can't spell "Photoshop" correctly?
It's Julie's turn now...and she's the last person!!! WOOHOO!!!!!
Mr. Garrison has a website. www.thegarrisonshow.com. It's kind of dumb.
And...we're done. SWEET. And we get out of lass (our last high school class ever of all time) in five minutes.
Let me just say that it's been a blast writing these for you all year, and that I really do love you all.
Time to go be convocated.
Love for everyone!
We're presenting projects today. These two kids drew a city that was protected from szombies by a giagantic wall. One guy copied two paragraphs onto a webstie. It's really fascinating. Not
I'm really, really far down the list of presenters. It's boring me to tears. *is crying*
Mr. Garrison just did a sarcastic rendition of how Christian's presentation should have gone. It was amusing, mostly because we all clapped sarcastically hard at the end. Sarcasm is my friend.
I'm definitely wearing my very cool gown right now with my doubly cool cords. I was quadruply cool before when I was wearing Stevil's math cords and Jason's Latin cords. But they took those away from me. So now I'm very, very sad.
My robe is somewhat confortable. It's really big and black and makes me look like a crow. CAW! CAW!
We're reminiscing about our 8th grade Spanish teacher who tricked us once by having her twin pretend to be her. And the book me and Julie wrote about the little monkey that lost his tedyd bear (called El Mono Pequeno...how creative).
YAY! I just had my presentation! And Mr. Garrison didn't say anything bad about it. I ROCK.
Oh yeah... MY BIRTHDAY'S ON FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Half an hour left...must stay strong...SO BORED.
This class stinks. There are WAY too many boys in here.
Paul Hanna spelled the name of his presentation wrong. What a failure. Who can't spell "Photoshop" correctly?
It's Julie's turn now...and she's the last person!!! WOOHOO!!!!!
Mr. Garrison has a website. www.thegarrisonshow.com. It's kind of dumb.
And...we're done. SWEET. And we get out of lass (our last high school class ever of all time) in five minutes.
Let me just say that it's been a blast writing these for you all year, and that I really do love you all.
Time to go be convocated.
Love for everyone!