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OK...I have to put pants on and go downtown and spend some time with my brother, who suddenly wants a relationship with me again. He better buy me crap, thats all I have to say about that.
Akiva
Why bother with the pants?
If you watched MTV Canada this week, you would know that I rarely do.
Akiva
and *that* is why I love you and always will.
Let's not revive the gay incest convo, please!
Well, there's the half-hour that I spent last year teaching our class how to do the Electric Slide on the middle of the afternoon.
Or the fact that we have a whole clas where we watch movies like Cabaret and The Departed and that's it.
Or the entire hour we spent having a conversation about shooting squirrels in AMerican Democracy. Or the hour-long conversation we had about breakfast foods in Spanish. Or the hour-long conversation we're having right now about crossword puzzles in Screenwriting. Or the hour-long ocnversation we had about Al Gore's head once in U.S. History.
THere's just....lots of really weird stuff.
Oy gevult.
I don't miss high school at all.
Oh, and I forgot about going down to the river last year in bear costumes to shoot pictures for a children's book. Or my writing teacher, dressed in said bear costume, riding around our hallway with a mini-bike, oversized sunglasses and a toy saxophone that plays "La Cucaracha".
My 11th grade {Pre-AP English teacher dressed up in a bunny costume on Easter.
Every year, my high school held a Halloween Costume Contest. When I was a junior, I decided to dress up as Velma Kelley (it was during the Chicago phase of my life). But my teachers always had the best costumes, especially my English teacher/drama director. One year, he was a combination of Clark Kent and Superman, another a combination of Johnny Damon and Jesus.
"Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, men recognize that the human race has been harshly treated but it has moved forward." - Les Miserables
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
Good day, lovies!
I just got home from the pep rally at school. Showed off my stomach to the entire student body, and screamed like a maniac. Almost passed out a couple of times. Woo!
WHORE!
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
Shut up!
I kept my shirt on, it was just rolled!
I am so glittery right now, too. Glitter hairspray, glitter eye shadow, glitter that got al lover everything else I own...
*thanks god that we have no sports teams, therefore no pep rallies*
I hated pep rallies.
School spirit and me were like Amy Winehouse and rehab, we just didn't get along very well at all.
"Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, men recognize that the human race has been harshly treated but it has moved forward." - Les Miserables
glitter, rolls, sounds like you dropped a tab of e.
I related inappropriately to my history teacher for most of my senior year.
I was also his children's violin teacher.
For shame. (I mean, since we're talking about high school...)
Actually, I think we can remove all shame because you were in high school. Every one knows your moral compass isn't there until you're old enough to drink.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
I don't have school spirit...just excessive energy that needs to be spent.
I never, ever thought I'd see the words moral compass ever applied to anything even remotely to do with Jaily.
Maybe my memory is failing me, but I do not recall this many meltdowns last holiday season.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
'Tis the season!!!
*decks the halls*
You assume I was always sober for these trysts, soapy :-P
(Or the violin lessons, for that matter...I mean, have you HEARD a 6 year old try to play the violin? It'd make ANYBODY drink.)
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