Health was quite interesting on Friday. You see, we had a substitute, a very interesting substitute. This is how the class began: “Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. EXCUSE ME, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Payne. Payne. That’s P-A-Y-N-E.” He spent the period telling students off for slurring, when you could barely make out his own mumbling. It was funny at first when I didn’t realize he was being serious about his name. I originally thought he was trying to be intimidating - “My name in Pain.” But alas, he spelled it out for us.
Theatre CHS 2004-2005 is over! No! Ubu is gone. West Side Story is gone. Dessert Theatre is gone. The Conference is gone. 1/4 of my acting time at CHS is gone, and it will never come back. The Conference went surprising well however - I thought it was going to be terrible, but no one forgot their lines, the lights worked, and it was even a good audience. Acting is going to be fun next year though. Plus, everyone is probably going to be in one class and we won’t have to spend time arguing about which Intro period in worse. The plays are going to be so weird without Tim, Jesse, Chris, etc.
I would like to complain about the “pranks” that occurred yesterday. First - to the guy that ran across the balcony in his underwear: Thanks for making them ring the bell ten minutes early and make me miss my drink! I depend on those last ten minutes so I can drink with leisure, and you took that away from me! Next - to whoever rang the fire alarm… twice: I was about to finish my brilliant, almost magical, presentation about titration in Chemistry when you destroyed my 5th period. Hello, we were going to tie-dye yesterday! *mumble* selfish idiots.
Goodbye Evans, Alex, Colin, Jesse, Tim, Sarah, Chris, Paul, Maxx, Hannah. And with that, I end my depressing blogging for the moment.
WE HAD HIM TOO! i couldnt hear ANYTHING that he was saying. of course, Nikki had to go off and make him pissed off so he wouldnt let us talk.
at least you actually ACTED in WSS and Dessert Theater, Michael. 1/4 of my acting time is wasted, apart from Our Town (which DID go well, Lee, you could actually HEAR jonathan!). alas.
thank god i missed the underwear escapade.
If you’re referring to me… You need to scootch your derriere into town occasionally this summer, make an idiot of yourself, cause some laughs, and say hi to people. You are not allowed to disappear of the face of this city for a whole summer, mister. Have I made myself clear? Tell this to your sister too.
Sorry Michael for the uh… episode today during lunch. Stress you know…. exams, right? Stress… I sulked for the rest of school today.
Oh you didn’t have to sulk over me, Sarah. I’m just a depressed freaky boy who’s only purpose in life is to have his lunch stolen. What will I ever do this summer? No one to eat my lunch for me…
Well, I wasn’t really sulking over YOU, but the fact that I had been such an idiot and plus people kept hitting me… abuse I tell you! You need to get a new life if your purpose is getting your lunch stolen. I must say that I don’t “steal,” I “selectively borrow without always asking.” As I said you should email me your lunch this summer and on that note I need your email. Au revoir, mon ami. Until we meet again…
michael i miss you already!
I forgot I’m not going to see most of you guys again for months! Except for the Thesbian thing later today, a great void is about to come between our souls, diminished only the power of our minds and hearts, crossed only with the force of our life force, destroyed only be the cruel, slow passage of time.
thats why the dallas film festival exists
michael, i believe we are THESPIANS, not lesbians who can’t spell. mara has already taken to calling me a member of the lesbian society, which makes people stare. excessively
Yes, yes, I know I spelled that wrong, you don’t have to shout at me. It’s an easy mistake to make if you’re typing quickly. Gosh. I am not a bad speller. It’s just, well, I mean… And despite what you think, I am not a lesbian. Today.
dearest michael, i’m not yelling. i overexaggerate alot when it comes to comments… and writing… and speaking.
so are you lesbian just for part of the week? i tend not to tell people what of what sexuality i am just because i dont see the need (unless i’m talking to sarah and then i’m straight, for the sake of her health). i was bi for all of west side, though.
sigh… to i have to get all alfred kinsey on everyone again? you can’t just wake up one day and decide you’re gonna be a lesbian for the week (even if you are female). It’s biological. You have no say in the matter. Hmph
Just popping my head in to say hi and few things.
I see Michael’s post has gotten a good number of comments. Nice. At least 13 so far.
Thank you Helen for caring for my health. I’m against bisexuality/homosexuality, because that’s just how it is. It’s nothing personal against the persons, just their sexuality. Personally, I don’t like the idea of someone liking another person in that uh… special manner unless it’s someone of the opposite gender. Does this classify me as a conservative? Oh dear, don’t hurt me! Straight = right in my opinion, but I stress that everyone has a right to their own opinions. And no, you cannot change my opinion, so don’t try. Oh and don’t be offended by my opinion, go on and do what you do.
Hugs and kisses to all and to all a good summer!
xoxoxo
~Sarah
P.S. Today was my last day of school, so that’s why I did the number on “to all a good summer.”
Oh my, I never expected that one comment to start a war - and I was just trying to keep Sarah happy, too. So to set the record right, no I don’t believe you can just wake up and be a lesbian for a week, I agree with you that it’s biological Lee, and no I’m not trying to change your opinion Sarah. Huh.
Whatever. Thank you. Thank you. [bowing] Thank you for caring for your dear old now-junior friend.
