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Friday, May 13, 2005 (6 comments)

Friday the 13th, but it hasn't been a particularly bad day yet.

I took Fleenor's gay test on that gay T. S. Eliot poem. I threw up all over the prompt and the nurse had to come with barf-clean. It was something like, "Discuss the intellectual, aesthetic, and emotional..." (wtf?) something something and how "... Eliot honors the past and acknowledges the present." Wtf, mate?

I needed to get 20 points out of 100 to keep a B, or 20 points on the 9-point scale to get an A. I chose to keep the B. Basically, my essay is going to get a 1/9.

Never mind, I just checked my grade and I got a 74 on it... that's like a 3 or 4, right? Well, I beat my goal! I guess I didn't come very close to answering the prompt. But then again, I had no idea what the prompt was saying. I don't even remember such a short prompt (it's about 15 words) because it made so little sense.

Ah, what I am going to do in college?!

Since no trip to the school is complete without a visit to Dutter's room, I went to see her. I walked in, and besides Dutter herself, what is the first thing I see?

This:

At first, I thought the trophy just came disassembled and Dutter was too lazy to put it together. Which, really, is not altogether implausible, knowing her. Then I realized that bolts were broken and missing, and the thing was pretty banged up. Look at the corners on the triangular wooden blocks. They are owned.

Then I saw the box. Wow, that thing is an amazingly crappy box. The picture doesn't even do it justice.

So I was talking to Dutter, and she said she missed me this year and she'll miss me next year. She almost started crying, which made me want to too. Everything is going to be so weird without visiting her every afternoon, without hearing about how she constantly owns Brian Jamont and Gene, and without her telling us that we'll never make it past state.

Brian Jamont and Gene in the same sentence? What an odd combination. They are bound only by the fact that they both suck at physics... but Brian Jamont is clearly better because he attempts to badger the teacher for help while Gene seems to prefer continued sucking. Ms. Dutter laughed when I said, "I think Gene needs a 5 to get credit for physics." Then she made a wisecrack that went something like, "I don't think that's going to happen, unless he's been studying in private and hasn't been telling people." What a funny lady.

She's been getting better about this making-it-past-state thing, though. This year, she didn't admit how bad she thought we were. When we asked her whether she thought we'd get past state (after we knew our third place rank at nationals), she said, "I've been telling everyone that I thought you guys had a good shot at winning!" She was completely sarcastic, of course. But this is better than last year, when she told us we sucked and shouldn't have been in DC at all.

='(''''''

I'm so sad. I think, of all my teachers, I'm going to miss her the most.

Hey. What? I have 22 absences in Fleenor? Uhhh?

OMG OMG OMG I LIKE WHINING WAHHH I ONLY HAVE A 99 IN CALCULUS!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG I AM GOING TO FREAK WHAT AM I GONIG TO DO?!!??!?!?! TEH WORLD IS GOING TO END!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Alright. Enough with the silliness/sagness. I'm comfortably sitting in my living room with my laptop on top of, well, my lap (um, I'm not going to be able to have kids if I keep my wireless card where it is), with a nice breeze from the fan above me. My mom gets home in three hours, and I don't feel like doing any work until I have to.

So.

I will reflect upon some of the teachers I've had. This may end up turning into a long rant about The Devil, or it may not. Depends how hungry I get while I'm typing. Images of cooked babies just flashed through my mind. But let me reassure you that I'm not Ms. Bryan and don't enjoy that kind of thing.

I'll start in ninth grade.

Before I start, though let me make a note: "reflect upon some of the teacher I've had" = "write whatever comes to mind when I think of a teacher and his/her class." There is no real topic or purpose for the text below. It's just a mind dump since I feel like writing stuff.

Ms. Bryan. What a coincidence! First one on the list. Well, the ninth grade Ms. Bryan was not bad. I liked her quite a bit, and I think she may have even liked me! Wow! Well anyways, I didn't really like the class since it was lit, but she was different from everyone else and at least that made things interesting. I remember Yuk was in my class, and he sat next to me and kept leaning over and touching me. I also remember that she screwed up some grammar on the board on purpose, and then she gave me bonus points for catching it. Sounds like the sort of thing that she killed me for two years later.

I had Ms. Rathjen for second semester. I was rather displeased initially, since her voice was sooooo annoying until I got used to it halfway through the semester. There was also a lot of writing, which I didn't like. But this lady is so funny, and she was pretty nice, too. She kept picking on Graham and someone else in the corner by the door, and that kept the rest of the class entertained at their expense. Perhaps she had been hanging around Greenberg too much, because one day she talked about the "quadriatic formular." Funny. I think her favorite thing to say, though, was "Will you be quiet? Oh wait, that was a rhetorical question." That was always to Graham. I'm quite sad that I didn't get to have her again. I was actually kind of looking forward to Brit Lit, but then AP Lang formed........ and I should have definitely taken Brit Lit instead. Why am I such an AP whore?

For math I had Ms. Inlow. I think we've all heard enough stories about her. Yes, she does appear to be on antidepressants. She always seems either unnaturally happy or very angry, and it's usually the former. I often wonder where they make people like this. Maybe she's related to the Ozments. Maybe? I was unfortunate enough to have her for a full year. This lady sucked so much that I only got an A first semester because the last homework grade brought me up from a 89. I think it's fair for me to blame her for that. Those two Inlow semesters saw the lowest grades I've ever gotten in math, except for this semester. But this semester, my homework average was lower than my GPA. So no one's to blame for this one but myself.

I'm glad that Ms. Inlow doesn't teach honors any more. Poor kids (me).

For geography, I had Ms. Martin. What to say about her... well, for one, people keep making fun of her for being fat, but that gets really annoying. She's such a nice lady and she's so tolerant of everything. I'm sure she's never done anything to hurt you, so why does it matter if maybe she enjoys eating? I think this was one of the last classes I had where the teacher gave out a gradesheet that you could keep track of your assignments on. Why don't teachers do that any more? =( I liked that idea. Her class was more or less enjoyable. I liked the geography part a lot more than the history, so I didn't really pay attention to the history. I could get by her tests with a low B and then just do her classwork and homework to get me a comfortable A. But I didn't realize that AP World was essentially just the history part of the geography course. Oops.

I remember one day, when we were having a test, the completely worthless Indian next to me (CV) asked me something. He always cheated off of me anyways, so I figured what the hell, I'll just tell him. Ms. Martin knew what was going on, but instead of owning me for it, she made an announcement to the whole class about how cheating is bad, we'll get written up, and be banned from NHS forever. Then she gave me a little glare and that was the end of it.

As an Academic Bowl coach, she's been more than gracious to me. I had lost a lot of my initial enthusiasm by junior year, or maybe it was just the amount of work that The Devil gave. Either way, I didn't go to a lot of practices and did practically nothing as president. But Ms. Martin never really said anything. I feel bad for that, but I always have so many damn time conflicts that I don't know what to do. I hate to make her think that I care about Science Bowl more, since it seemed like I was always skipping her meetings for that, but we met for Academic Bowl like 3 times a week and only once for science. So what was I supposed to do?

I haven't even told her that I can't make the practice on Monday because I scheduled yet another meeting for Science Club. Someone should have told me about the practice earlier...

***Time flash: I fell asleep here and woke up four hours later. That was a pretty productive use of my time, I'd say. I'll finish ninth grade and maybe continue another day if I get bored enough.

Bio was Whitlock. I don't have much to say about her. That's not really a good or bad thing. I do remember that she taught using a laptop and a projector, and she would always stand/sit in the front right corner of the room. I sat in the back left, so the laptop would block her view of me. So I'd always go to sleep. She caught me a couple of times, though, and got pretty mad. Also, she gets the cake (ha... ha... how ironic) for giving me my only WEB detention. It was 15 minutes, for playing calculator games.

Health is not worth mentioning. Programming 1A with Gesick is almost not worth mentioning. It wasn't so bad at first, then towards the end he got bitchy about everything and gave me extra assignments to do from Programming 1B. What a whore.

Ms. McGill, the Spanish teacher... that lady... she was so worthless. She was so annoying, and always made a fool of herself. Towards the end of the year, her boyfriend kept showing up in the classroom and we never did anything. The two of them looked like grapes. How did they even manage to keep their balance...

I think that's all for freshman year.

I think I'll quit posting for a couple of days because I know you're not going to read this in one sitting. I wouldn't either.

8:43PM

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