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Tuesday, August 31, 2004

My homeroom teacher worked on putting the fear of god aka school in us. Using vague frases like things are going to change around here and such action is no longer going to be tolerated. Explaining the the boys who through the moletov cocktails through school windows last year futures are ruined. She also made great point about how the principal is a new one. Wile unintenonly, at least I think so, making the old one seem like an incompent fool. Then she worked on putting the fear of everything else into us by explaining in detail that during a code red she wouldn't drag the bleeding shot body of one of her students out of the hallway if they ran outside to be a hereo. This was followed by my spanish teacher in slightly less harsh way of what she would do in a code red. After awile though you get use to this happening everyear and the lack of promised change so I didn't realy pay attention. In chem mr. prange did a demonstration were he asked us all to go as far back in the classroom as possible. Then said he forgot tell us we needed safty googles. Then hes doing everything behind a plastic sheild so we are all wondering whats going to happen. He puts dry ice and water in a coke botle and titens the cap and semi runs back to were we were. Saying we might whant to cover our ears. The bottle just got bigger and bigger. Suddenly the water shot out the bottem and top blowing the bottle. The front two rows of seats were sprayed with water. Later he filled a ballon us with gas and said this probably won't be big but...everyone in the first two rows get as far back as at least the third row then lit in of fire with a match attached to a stick. For a moment there was just a ball of flame.
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