Tuesday, May 06, 2003
Cake!
Red....pinkos and francophiles.
..head.
(Running with hands in pockets.)
Duckbilledplatyflower.
Mr. Hayes: (Imitating a "painted woman" picking up a farmboy) Hey big fella!
Today I had to go down to guidance (not that I'm not there ten billion times a day anyhow) to have a stupid conference with stupid Mr. Loatman and my stupid mom and I had to miss stupid lab class to do this stupid. (Ever notice how words lose their meaning after a while?) It was really frusturating for some reason. It's like... they hold me to every idea I put out. I mentioned maybe going to vet school and all of a sudden that is my entire future, and Mr. Loatman has to talk about every single person he's ever known of who went on to be a vet and all the courses they had to take and all the things they had to do (and by the way, my schedule is FULL for next year so there's not much more I can squeeze in anyhow, is there?). Plus, my mom insists on injecting things about her own life, like how cool her physics teacher was and about all the stuff they do at her job, and all this other stuff that I've heard a kazillion times..So I sat there for 40 minutes with these two adults paying no attention to anything I really had to say, and they were both talking about the most asinine things or making weird attempts at being social or just being utterly dense. Now, I know neither of them are terrible people, but oh my goodness, it was like torture being in there with them. And all I wanted to do was go back to lab...
I'm sure I don't appreciate anything as much as I should. At least I don't hate...
I went to see Mr. Hansen about doing the announcements, and he said I should come back tomorrow and give it a try.
Isn't this all a little sudden?
Oh, and humerous, childish moment du jour: In French we had to come up with adjectives to describe some parts of the body (tÍte, yeux, corps, oreilles, et bouche) and someone asked Vanessa what she put for tÍte and her very audible response was, "I said it's big and hard," followed by a great outburst of laughter from everyone in the class, including Mme. (although she tried to hide it..).
Red....pinkos and francophiles.
..head.
(Running with hands in pockets.)
Duckbilledplatyflower.
Mr. Hayes: (Imitating a "painted woman" picking up a farmboy) Hey big fella!
Today I had to go down to guidance (not that I'm not there ten billion times a day anyhow) to have a stupid conference with stupid Mr. Loatman and my stupid mom and I had to miss stupid lab class to do this stupid. (Ever notice how words lose their meaning after a while?) It was really frusturating for some reason. It's like... they hold me to every idea I put out. I mentioned maybe going to vet school and all of a sudden that is my entire future, and Mr. Loatman has to talk about every single person he's ever known of who went on to be a vet and all the courses they had to take and all the things they had to do (and by the way, my schedule is FULL for next year so there's not much more I can squeeze in anyhow, is there?). Plus, my mom insists on injecting things about her own life, like how cool her physics teacher was and about all the stuff they do at her job, and all this other stuff that I've heard a kazillion times..So I sat there for 40 minutes with these two adults paying no attention to anything I really had to say, and they were both talking about the most asinine things or making weird attempts at being social or just being utterly dense. Now, I know neither of them are terrible people, but oh my goodness, it was like torture being in there with them. And all I wanted to do was go back to lab...
I'm sure I don't appreciate anything as much as I should. At least I don't hate...
I went to see Mr. Hansen about doing the announcements, and he said I should come back tomorrow and give it a try.
Isn't this all a little sudden?
Oh, and humerous, childish moment du jour: In French we had to come up with adjectives to describe some parts of the body (tÍte, yeux, corps, oreilles, et bouche) and someone asked Vanessa what she put for tÍte and her very audible response was, "I said it's big and hard," followed by a great outburst of laughter from everyone in the class, including Mme. (although she tried to hide it..).
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