March the 27 and 28: I'm posting during Earth Hour!
Yup, I'm posting during Earth Hour, don't worry, I'm doing it on my dad's laptop and, since it's not connected (it's running on it's battery), I think that it doesn't count against me.
Anyway, the past two days have been quiter than normal due to our extreme amounts of rain (I REALLY wanted to go to the park today to snap photos, but since it's hard to take photos while holding an umbrella I decided to hold off to tomorrow, as soon as it stops raining I'll run down and hopefully only get wet on the way back) and the juniors were on the junior retreat on Friday. Apparently my study hall has more juniors than I thought since there were like, only two other people in there with me after everyone else took a library pass, there were also only two non juniors in my Latin class, but one of them was on the model UN trip, half my photography class was juniors, half of my lunch table is juniors (but the sophmore scotted closer in which made it feel less empty), and my history teacher was also gone on the Model UN trip so one of the religion teachers (actually, the mother of my friend Christina whom I haven't seen in a year, poor her, they have no idea what's wrong with her now that they found out it wasn't migrains that she hasn't been suffereing from). And of course one of my classmates gets kicked out in the first 30 seconds in that class (they were used to sitting in the back of a much deeper classroom so of course when they go "Are you high?" the teacher is going to hear them, I don't blame her for sending them to the dean).
Speaking of religion teachers, I have this really crazy story about mine from Thursday. In fact, my dad is starting to wonder how often the religion teachers at my school go postal, my classmates and I are wondering if having to be a loony is a requirement to be a teacher. Anyway, study hall, first period, the Dean is the moderator. Four seniors (including Brandon) walk into the room, I had seen two a few minutes earlier in the hall with the tell-tale yellow late slip. One of the guys goes "Sister Ann, can you unlock *religion teacher*'s door for us? She locked it and refused to let us in."
Cue exchange of scared looks between other kids in class and substitute teacher which had been talking with the dean. She gets up, walks out and lets them in. I heard later that one girl had had her stuff in the room before the second bell (apparently she had gone to the bathroom) and when she came back the teacher demanded that she get a late slip. While she was leaving the room the teacher slammed the door behind her, and into the face of another girl who was coming in, with a late slip. And when the others all came with late slips she forbade the other kids in the room to open the door. My friend Brandon said he signed in at 8:31, just a minute after the bell, and his brother had made him late. Plus the fog was so thick out that morning, our school is out in the country so the fog is always thicker (not as many cars to get the fog moving) and I know that the next day that on the highway the visibility was only about a quarter mile or so.
Anyway, a few minutes later another girl comes in and asks the Dean if she can let her and another student in. She gets up again, and the Dean has a bad back (I forget if it's a pinched nerve or a slipped disk, in any case it's bad) and was NOT happy at my teacher. Finally, one last girl came in and said "Sister, *teacher* locked me out, can I just stay here, we only have ten minutes left in the period." So she stayed, she had been late since she had been at a college visit the day before and I guess had gotten a bit more sleep that day.
So yeah, now the teacher has a sign on her door saying that the door will be open until 8:40, then it will be closed. Personally I would've just stayed out all period and read, or tried to come in through the other door. I can imagine it now. *walks into adjoinging classroom "Mr. *name* can I use your door, my teacher locked me out."
And now I gotta go, signing off!
Anyway, the past two days have been quiter than normal due to our extreme amounts of rain (I REALLY wanted to go to the park today to snap photos, but since it's hard to take photos while holding an umbrella I decided to hold off to tomorrow, as soon as it stops raining I'll run down and hopefully only get wet on the way back) and the juniors were on the junior retreat on Friday. Apparently my study hall has more juniors than I thought since there were like, only two other people in there with me after everyone else took a library pass, there were also only two non juniors in my Latin class, but one of them was on the model UN trip, half my photography class was juniors, half of my lunch table is juniors (but the sophmore scotted closer in which made it feel less empty), and my history teacher was also gone on the Model UN trip so one of the religion teachers (actually, the mother of my friend Christina whom I haven't seen in a year, poor her, they have no idea what's wrong with her now that they found out it wasn't migrains that she hasn't been suffereing from). And of course one of my classmates gets kicked out in the first 30 seconds in that class (they were used to sitting in the back of a much deeper classroom so of course when they go "Are you high?" the teacher is going to hear them, I don't blame her for sending them to the dean).
Speaking of religion teachers, I have this really crazy story about mine from Thursday. In fact, my dad is starting to wonder how often the religion teachers at my school go postal, my classmates and I are wondering if having to be a loony is a requirement to be a teacher. Anyway, study hall, first period, the Dean is the moderator. Four seniors (including Brandon) walk into the room, I had seen two a few minutes earlier in the hall with the tell-tale yellow late slip. One of the guys goes "Sister Ann, can you unlock *religion teacher*'s door for us? She locked it and refused to let us in."
Cue exchange of scared looks between other kids in class and substitute teacher which had been talking with the dean. She gets up, walks out and lets them in. I heard later that one girl had had her stuff in the room before the second bell (apparently she had gone to the bathroom) and when she came back the teacher demanded that she get a late slip. While she was leaving the room the teacher slammed the door behind her, and into the face of another girl who was coming in, with a late slip. And when the others all came with late slips she forbade the other kids in the room to open the door. My friend Brandon said he signed in at 8:31, just a minute after the bell, and his brother had made him late. Plus the fog was so thick out that morning, our school is out in the country so the fog is always thicker (not as many cars to get the fog moving) and I know that the next day that on the highway the visibility was only about a quarter mile or so.
Anyway, a few minutes later another girl comes in and asks the Dean if she can let her and another student in. She gets up again, and the Dean has a bad back (I forget if it's a pinched nerve or a slipped disk, in any case it's bad) and was NOT happy at my teacher. Finally, one last girl came in and said "Sister, *teacher* locked me out, can I just stay here, we only have ten minutes left in the period." So she stayed, she had been late since she had been at a college visit the day before and I guess had gotten a bit more sleep that day.
So yeah, now the teacher has a sign on her door saying that the door will be open until 8:40, then it will be closed. Personally I would've just stayed out all period and read, or tried to come in through the other door. I can imagine it now. *walks into adjoinging classroom "Mr. *name* can I use your door, my teacher locked me out."
And now I gotta go, signing off!