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Monday, May 2, 2005
The gods must be crazy.
Or really have it in for my pal, J-----.
It's a funny story, actually. Goes a little something like this:
Everybody: *eats lunch*
J: What the hell is wrong with you people?! The rain stopped already, damn it! Let's go play tennis!
D: You see those clouds slowly, but surely, blocking out the rays of the sun?
J: You're just a sissy! It's beautiful out! I'm going to play tennis! *steps out from under awning*
Sky: Know what's a really awesome thing right about now?
And then it suddenly, violently, brilliantly, began to not rain. No, it didn't rain--the sky was shedding full-fledged hailstones. The first hail in weeks.
It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Took part in the written section of my French 30% summative today. Did it without thinking, seeing as it was way to fucking easy. The only thing I wouldn't have understood would have been the words "assez" and "cornac". But, seeing as math class is kinda pointless these days, we [myself and a few kids in my vacinity] guessed which story from our Anthologies would be used on the test. And we guessed right.
And so I knew what "assez" and "cornac" meant.
At least I think the word was "cornac". I don't even remember any more.-_-
Anyway, upon getting home I realized something: that test was worth ten percent of my mark.
Bwahahaha.
To make matters even better, my science teacher, instead of being irritated at me for failing my test when I asked her if I could re-write it, said I had submitted the best damn stem-cell research essay she'd ever read, by any one in my general age group.
My strings ensemble can now play our entire piece in time, without sounding too, too bad.
And I passed a math quiz, so there.
You know the fifties are long over when a teacher will happily spend an entire period talking to two of her male students about douching.
"Oh, so that's what a douche is!.
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