Zhanga: June 25, 2004

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Friday, June 25, 2004 (10 comments)

So the stupid vomit-inducing Kumon story that I forgot to tell. I was filling out this completion certificate (for a kid) for the first time and the lady was telling me what to do. So she's like "put his name here... put the level here... put the date here... Today is June twenty-fourth. Can you spell June?" Especially with the retarded accent that she speaks with, seriously, I don't think she should be telling me how to spell June.

Irony is awesome. Two nights ago, I forgot to log off, as many noticed angrily. This was the night I slept at 8 PM, five and a half hours before this happened:

[01:24:25] HolyCao86: cant sleep like me?

The night before that was dumb like this too. On Trillian, since there's no rate limit counter, so if I go over then I'm simply booted off AIM, which hasn't happened for at least six months. I decided that I'd talk to Charles about the time the field past Fullers (this will be FPF from now on) was flooded 2 or 3 feet deep. Yes, the entire field was just blanketed with a layer for two days or so. Well anyways, I got kicked for flooding while talking about flooding.

Ok so that was a lot less interesting than it was supposed to be.

By the way (Charles, I hate you absolutely. I'm starting to do this now too!), if you didn't go to middle school with me, anything below this point really is going to be very boring.

I thought about sixth grade today, and Dickerson in general. It brings back good and bad memories. (This is sounding like one of my compare and contrast essay theses. Pretty ugly.) Anyways, Ms. Gordon the English teacher who hated me, Ms. Roberts the social studies teacher who didn't really like me, Ms. Sussman the science lady who suddenly hated me for some reason, and Ms. Weintraub who was just plain weird... but besides that, I met some of the coolest people ever. Like Mary who was in my homeroom, Gene who was the object of my hatred (oops), Roger with whom I was good friends for a few years, Ronjon who was in like five of my classes once, Pat who was just awesome... the list goes on. I remember playing baseball and really sucking, playing piano and really sucking, doing Ms. St. Jean's work (for reading class) and really sucking, trying to explain to my mom why I got a B in that class and really sucking....

I remember when my parents RCP'd and Gene came over. I was sick, and he walked in and told me to get well soon. It made me feel very sorry that I'd been so mean to him (thought I think I still continued for some time). I'm pretty close to tearing up so I'll stop this now.

I remember studying for the first time ever. It was for Mrs. Mike, which I borrowed from Roger for a short time just so I could do decently on one of Ms. St. Jean's tests for it. Oh well, still ended up with a B. I also remember when I read about some guy's leg being sawed off without anesthesia. I cringed.

I also got into my sleeping-during-class habit during middle school. I was ok until around eighth grade, when I really just got sick of some classes like literacy.

What else. Ike. I won't even say more about him, except that he was one of the most interesting characters ever. Too bad he suddenly moved. I was at his house for three hours the day before he moved and I didn't find out that he moved until the day he actually moved. Indeed, this makes him very interesting.

Remember the pencil-shooters? Stealing from the school store at Dickerson? Getting caught for this (Charles!)? Witton's foot falling off? Tamagotchis? Digimon? Short-circuiting the outlets? Spitting out the bus windows... and coming curving back into a back seat?

I must say that one of the best memories was Gene biting Charles's knee during PE. Oh, and the time when I completely loaded my bookbag, walked down the new expansion hall that was opened in eighth grade, and had Charles call out my name from behind me. Well, it was planned so that CiCi would be between the wall and me at the time, so this resulted in my bookbag being rammed into her, which in turn resulted in her releasing a funny noise.

Either in 7th or 8th, I was in the same math class as Gene. He farted audibly two or three times, and the substitute gave him funny looks each time. Then the next time, she threatened to write him up (or maybe it was detention) if he did it again. Yup, he was silenced. I don't know if imposing the SBD punishment on his neighbors was ethical, though.

Then there was McGeehan, who was just utterly amusing (not amazing). I don't feel like writing about her any more because every time I visualize her she's wearing one of those annoying see-through blouses ^&($@# it's so annoying!

I need to end on something better than this. Hmmm... remember CiCi's "nice shoes" thing? Or something like that. Oh, Davita was in my some rigged exploratory... forgot the class's name. I thought she was Japanese for the longest time. I think I was surprised freshman year with news that she in fact is not, was not, and probably never will be.

This is too long. I'm going to avoid saying things about Ms. Gray and Rejent for now. Oh yeah, remember riding bikes on the golf course? Well, I did not like how Ms. Rejent (ok I seriously typoed Reject there) decided to make fun of me for it during a class discussion. Just randomly, she popped that into the topic for the day.

Guess who's keeping me up? This should come as no surprise.

2:04AM

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