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leia131There are two things wrong with my life.
1. The only intersting/funny things that have happened to me lately have been in Anthro... Any one else notice that?
2. I am in love with someone...And I can't tell them. (I know that is grammatically incorrect, but I wish to keep the identity secret, as there is a slight possibiblity they could read this...)
Anywhoo, on to...ANTHRO!
Today's highlights:
Mr. Peterson threw his podium again to demonstrate what he had done yesterday and it smashed.
Appararantly Mr. P's fly was down all A Block yesterday and no one told him... And so he began class today by announcing that his fly was indeed up, and saying that not telling someone that is like not telling them they have broccoli in thier teeth, and he was planning on coming in this morning with his fly open and broccoli in it, just to see if anyone would say anything.
Then Tara Sullivan Class Jeen-Yus stretched her elastic headband out and it came back and hit her in the face...
Mr. Peterson: I sometimes fill in for ministers up around Addison...I preach and go through the services.
Girl in Back: Can you marry people?
Matt: No, he has a wife.
Girl in Back: That's not what I meant.
And this poor girl from Mr. Moran's class came in and asked to borrow a meterstick, which promped Mr. P to yell very loudly and finally find a measuring tape, which he told the girl to tell Mr. Moran he could stick it where it would hurt. This was followed by Mr. Sleanker coming in and asking Mr. P if he had forgotten to take his medication because he could hear him all the way down the hall. When the girl returned the tape she said Mr. Moran said it wouldn't fit, and promptly ran out the door.
But life is good because Eric Edwards hit Zach Smith's binder out of his hands and all his hundreds of papers went all over the senior hallway, and people kicked them around and no one helped him pick them up. I have only two words. Karma baby.
1. The only intersting/funny things that have happened to me lately have been in Anthro... Any one else notice that?
2. I am in love with someone...And I can't tell them. (I know that is grammatically incorrect, but I wish to keep the identity secret, as there is a slight possibiblity they could read this...)
Anywhoo, on to...ANTHRO!
Today's highlights:
Mr. Peterson threw his podium again to demonstrate what he had done yesterday and it smashed.
Appararantly Mr. P's fly was down all A Block yesterday and no one told him... And so he began class today by announcing that his fly was indeed up, and saying that not telling someone that is like not telling them they have broccoli in thier teeth, and he was planning on coming in this morning with his fly open and broccoli in it, just to see if anyone would say anything.
Then Tara Sullivan Class Jeen-Yus stretched her elastic headband out and it came back and hit her in the face...
Mr. Peterson: I sometimes fill in for ministers up around Addison...I preach and go through the services.
Girl in Back: Can you marry people?
Matt: No, he has a wife.
Girl in Back: That's not what I meant.
And this poor girl from Mr. Moran's class came in and asked to borrow a meterstick, which promped Mr. P to yell very loudly and finally find a measuring tape, which he told the girl to tell Mr. Moran he could stick it where it would hurt. This was followed by Mr. Sleanker coming in and asking Mr. P if he had forgotten to take his medication because he could hear him all the way down the hall. When the girl returned the tape she said Mr. Moran said it wouldn't fit, and promptly ran out the door.
But life is good because Eric Edwards hit Zach Smith's binder out of his hands and all his hundreds of papers went all over the senior hallway, and people kicked them around and no one helped him pick them up. I have only two words. Karma baby.
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Date: 2004-12-09 01:50 pm (UTC)Ummm
Date: 2004-12-09 05:01 pm (UTC)And thank you all for your shared dislike of Zach...I wish we could leave him in New York tomorrow...