School
I had to go to thta detention with my math teacher, Buuuuuttttt, she wasn't there, and the room was locked with the lights off. So I leave to go take lunch with my friends in the Commons. Math is my first class after lunch so I show up, as per normal. Then she goes on this crazy rampage about how I should have waited, how she was there at the lunch bell, the normal insane teacher bit. Apart from that, my day was pretty average.
On the Way Home
I walk home each day. Rain/sleet/snow or below freezing temperatures. I was supposed to go to my friends Miles' house, but I have a very busy day tommorow( two parties. Gee I'm popular lately :) ) So on the way out, I walk right up to him and he asks" Ready to go?" I say " Miles, I'm not gonna lie to you. I have Scoliosis." His response? He stares blankly at me. I make a very good joke, about a well known disease, and it falls apart because I'm too smart for my own good. *sigh* Well, anyhow on my way home ( I live a mile and a half away btw. walking helps me stay in shape) and this guy in a Ford comes roaring around the corner. This is right by a hospital, and there's a sign warning people to slow down due to "Children at play" and there I am, crossing the road. He comes right up on me, I could see the 6 month old dead bugs hanging of this rednecks grill. I leap out of the way into a snowbank and he just speeds by, leaving me covered in snow with 3/4 of a mile to go.
Home!
And here we are, home sweet home. I'm cooling/warming off, watching CDD,(Cats Don't Dance) and nomming on some atomic fireballs. And lastly, I can't help but wonder, why are we here? do we have a purpose? Are we nothing but some freak cosmic mistake? whats my personal purpose here? do I matter in the long run? will I help humanity? will I bring Joy to people I love? and far more importantly, will you?
You know how I love CDD!
ReplyDeleteI know how crazy teachers can be... Trust me.
ReplyDeleteYes Ghazal, we do...
ReplyDeleteMr. Grey/White Sideburns is a perfect example of crazy.
ReplyDeleteAnd Evil!
ReplyDeleteI feel as if I'm being left out of the conversation. on my own blog!
ReplyDeleteSorry, he is our language arts teacher who has caused us an awful amount of pain and misery. He takes marks off if we forget to dot our i's, thinks your parents wrote your essays for you if they score anything above a C, makes us learn the "rules of concord" **shudders**, and sleeps while we do oral presentations. If I am forgetting anything, imagine Godzilla as a teacher, with gray/white sideburns, and you have him.
ReplyDeletehmmm, I think I found the pefect match for my math teacher!
ReplyDeleteAw, how sweet. Well, not really, but now we know he will not be lonely anymore. Tell us about her.
ReplyDeleteNO! Don't do that to your math teacher - she will live her life horribly, see my friends and I are picked on the most so we know the dangers. Actually it's just Jessica, Ghazal, and I who are bothered by him... WOW! I just noticed!
ReplyDeleteWell, he called Mrs. Mitchener to take Rosalie to the responsibility room for no reason.
ReplyDelete"responsibility room"? When did we go to Oxford? and when will my Daemon appear?
ReplyDelete:D You like too much "His Dark Materials"... To Ghazal: he didn't do it to her, he was doing it to Dakari, Rose just got in his way..
ReplyDeleteBut he said, "Look how easy it is." That was evil. E-V-I-L.
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