skool, yo
today was my first day of school, and i’m going to sit here and detail all my classes because it’s my livejournal and i can do what i want here. :]
so:
first period: digital media publishing
basically a digital photography class with some digital video thrown in. the teacher seems cool, the class is supposed to be really freaking easy, and i have a friend in that class. i am kind of sad, though, because last year was the last year for traditional photography (film, chemical darkroom, etc.) and my stupid guidance counselor told me i had to be at least a junior and i couldn’t even sign up if i wasn’t, so i didn’t, and they couldn’t fill the class up, stuck random sophomores into it, and it was the last year for it! i was so mad. now they’re replacing the chemical darkroom with a computer lab. that makes me mad.
second period: japanese level 2
for starters, i am not one of those creepy fangirl japanophiles. i took level one because i heard the teacher was really good, and indeed, she is-she could teach japanese to a rabid monkey, i bet. but, sadly, this is the first year with a new teacher (level 2 only), and i don’t know how good she is. also, last year i had a class with tons of friends and cool people, and this year i don’t know anybody. sadness.
third period: u.s. history
the teacher has no personality other than “boring” and i only like one person in the class. i have a bunch of obnoxious kids who are the epitome of everything that is wrong with high school, and a creepy girl who thinks she’s everyone’s best friend when no one likes her because she’s creepy and way too friendly. yes, i sound like a complete bitch there but fuck it, i am a bitch. oh, and she made the awful mistake of assigning homework the first day. bad, bad move.
fourth period: beginning guitar
an awesome subject to start with, the teacher seems cool, and the other kids seem cool, though i don’t know any of them. i get to play an acoustic guitar, so i’ll have to rent one, which is kind of a bummer because i signed up for the class figuring i could use my cheap electric. oh well. no worries. sadly, though, i thought i might have this class with a particular someone, but they got it fifth period with another friend of mine.
fifth period: ap physics and mechanics
sounds like a fun class, but the teacher, again, made the awful mistake of first-day homework. fortunately, it was ridiculously easy (half page of easy and 1 3-part problem of simply addition/subtraction). i know one person in the class, and we have an…interesting relationship. i annoy her to no end and gain immense joy from it. and we’re the only two who know each other, so for now she’s tuck with me :d. oh, and i am so looking forward top the trip to great america at the end of the year-roller coasters roller coasters roller coasters!
sixth period: trigonometry and advanced topics
the easy trig class, despite how hard the class sounds from the “advanced topics” part of the name. it sure makes me sound smarter though, that "advanced topics" part.. yeah...no, now i sound retarded. anyways. moving on. i have it with a friend and a girl who’s kinda cool that i know. the teacher, though, is totally awesome. i really like him so far. he was married to my first english teacher last year, who i hated. we all called her prudence because she was bitchy and mean and pregnant. and apparently she’s bitchy and mean even when she;s not pregnant, so i can’t imagine how he puts up with her. whatever, doesn’t matter. oh, he;s really tall, though. 6’8”. he makes me feel midgety.
seventh period: american literature & composition 11 (aka: english)
seventh period is hard for me to describe. when i first found out i had it, i was basically heartbroken. you see, seventh period is the last of the day. only half the students have it and it’s after a twenty minute break, making it incredibly hard to make yourself attend. the only reason i ever went last year is because it was health/driver’s ed with mrs. shank, aka the coolest teacher to ever walk the planet, ever. also, i hate english classes. just the general concept of it is despicable. besides, english class is a complete waste of time anyways. they don't even teach you anything, because it's impossible to teach literature
they just get up there and blather on about whatever horrid book they've scrounged up as part of a sick game show to see which child kills themselves first (here's looking at you, the chosen and the catcher in the rye). and then they get up and ramble on about grammar and vocabulary while systematically seeing just how far they can shove various objects up their own asses in order to exponentially increase their own level of bitchy sadism, at which point they assign a long ass essay on something they didn’t actually teach in the first place and give grades based on how much they like you (read: based on how much you kiss up). BUT: the class is so cool! i have so many friends in it, all we did was laugh all period long. oh, my god, i love it. even if the teacher is a creeper, and boy, is she a creeper. see, the room used to be used as the balcony for the theatre, but for whatever reason the school converted it into a classroom, but because of it’s theatre-balcony-origins, the room ahs no windows. none at all. so when we asked the teacher about it, she started going on about how vampires would turn to dust as soon as the sunlight hit them. we asked her if she was a vampire and she wouldn’t answer (which reminded me awfully of the time we asked my seventh grade bio-teacher if she was a cannibal or had ever eaten human flesh and she just gave this creepy laugh and smiled and wouldn’t answer us), so we asked the english teacher if we should be worried and she wouldn’t answer. so we’re very worried. oh, and her bathroom pass is a panda with fangs, but it reminded me of the sexual harassment panda from south park, which kicked up a whole flurry of silent laughter as well as the creepy snowman that i have to sit next to, and us flashing fake gang signs at the guy my friend nicknamed c-dawg because she can’t remember his name, and just being overall insane people. i shouted out how i hate the catcher in the rye and explained why (how i hated that all holden ever does is bitch and whine about how phony the world is-seriously, get over it) and she actually agreed with me, and everyone laughed at my impression. twas fun. great fun, really.
so yes. my school day in a nutshell. oh, i got a really crappy locker assignment, but that’s to be expected, i suppose.
at least i can change it to a way better one in a few weeks.
so:
first period: digital media publishing
basically a digital photography class with some digital video thrown in. the teacher seems cool, the class is supposed to be really freaking easy, and i have a friend in that class. i am kind of sad, though, because last year was the last year for traditional photography (film, chemical darkroom, etc.) and my stupid guidance counselor told me i had to be at least a junior and i couldn’t even sign up if i wasn’t, so i didn’t, and they couldn’t fill the class up, stuck random sophomores into it, and it was the last year for it! i was so mad. now they’re replacing the chemical darkroom with a computer lab. that makes me mad.
second period: japanese level 2
for starters, i am not one of those creepy fangirl japanophiles. i took level one because i heard the teacher was really good, and indeed, she is-she could teach japanese to a rabid monkey, i bet. but, sadly, this is the first year with a new teacher (level 2 only), and i don’t know how good she is. also, last year i had a class with tons of friends and cool people, and this year i don’t know anybody. sadness.
third period: u.s. history
the teacher has no personality other than “boring” and i only like one person in the class. i have a bunch of obnoxious kids who are the epitome of everything that is wrong with high school, and a creepy girl who thinks she’s everyone’s best friend when no one likes her because she’s creepy and way too friendly. yes, i sound like a complete bitch there but fuck it, i am a bitch. oh, and she made the awful mistake of assigning homework the first day. bad, bad move.
fourth period: beginning guitar
an awesome subject to start with, the teacher seems cool, and the other kids seem cool, though i don’t know any of them. i get to play an acoustic guitar, so i’ll have to rent one, which is kind of a bummer because i signed up for the class figuring i could use my cheap electric. oh well. no worries. sadly, though, i thought i might have this class with a particular someone, but they got it fifth period with another friend of mine.
fifth period: ap physics and mechanics
sounds like a fun class, but the teacher, again, made the awful mistake of first-day homework. fortunately, it was ridiculously easy (half page of easy and 1 3-part problem of simply addition/subtraction). i know one person in the class, and we have an…interesting relationship. i annoy her to no end and gain immense joy from it. and we’re the only two who know each other, so for now she’s tuck with me :d. oh, and i am so looking forward top the trip to great america at the end of the year-roller coasters roller coasters roller coasters!
sixth period: trigonometry and advanced topics
the easy trig class, despite how hard the class sounds from the “advanced topics” part of the name. it sure makes me sound smarter though, that "advanced topics" part.. yeah...no, now i sound retarded. anyways. moving on. i have it with a friend and a girl who’s kinda cool that i know. the teacher, though, is totally awesome. i really like him so far. he was married to my first english teacher last year, who i hated. we all called her prudence because she was bitchy and mean and pregnant. and apparently she’s bitchy and mean even when she;s not pregnant, so i can’t imagine how he puts up with her. whatever, doesn’t matter. oh, he;s really tall, though. 6’8”. he makes me feel midgety.
seventh period: american literature & composition 11 (aka: english)
seventh period is hard for me to describe. when i first found out i had it, i was basically heartbroken. you see, seventh period is the last of the day. only half the students have it and it’s after a twenty minute break, making it incredibly hard to make yourself attend. the only reason i ever went last year is because it was health/driver’s ed with mrs. shank, aka the coolest teacher to ever walk the planet, ever. also, i hate english classes. just the general concept of it is despicable. besides, english class is a complete waste of time anyways. they don't even teach you anything, because it's impossible to teach literature
they just get up there and blather on about whatever horrid book they've scrounged up as part of a sick game show to see which child kills themselves first (here's looking at you, the chosen and the catcher in the rye). and then they get up and ramble on about grammar and vocabulary while systematically seeing just how far they can shove various objects up their own asses in order to exponentially increase their own level of bitchy sadism, at which point they assign a long ass essay on something they didn’t actually teach in the first place and give grades based on how much they like you (read: based on how much you kiss up). BUT: the class is so cool! i have so many friends in it, all we did was laugh all period long. oh, my god, i love it. even if the teacher is a creeper, and boy, is she a creeper. see, the room used to be used as the balcony for the theatre, but for whatever reason the school converted it into a classroom, but because of it’s theatre-balcony-origins, the room ahs no windows. none at all. so when we asked the teacher about it, she started going on about how vampires would turn to dust as soon as the sunlight hit them. we asked her if she was a vampire and she wouldn’t answer (which reminded me awfully of the time we asked my seventh grade bio-teacher if she was a cannibal or had ever eaten human flesh and she just gave this creepy laugh and smiled and wouldn’t answer us), so we asked the english teacher if we should be worried and she wouldn’t answer. so we’re very worried. oh, and her bathroom pass is a panda with fangs, but it reminded me of the sexual harassment panda from south park, which kicked up a whole flurry of silent laughter as well as the creepy snowman that i have to sit next to, and us flashing fake gang signs at the guy my friend nicknamed c-dawg because she can’t remember his name, and just being overall insane people. i shouted out how i hate the catcher in the rye and explained why (how i hated that all holden ever does is bitch and whine about how phony the world is-seriously, get over it) and she actually agreed with me, and everyone laughed at my impression. twas fun. great fun, really.
so yes. my school day in a nutshell. oh, i got a really crappy locker assignment, but that’s to be expected, i suppose.
at least i can change it to a way better one in a few weeks.