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22 May 2003 08:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minkhollowSo today was senior Mass, and they were all there breaking in their graduation gear and there were tears all round, you can be sure. There's this thing at the end where the almost-seniors (I'm one of them, in this case) take over the chairs on the gym floor that the seniors get for most assemblies.
Now, most of the students figure no matter how often the teachers say we should do that with "order and decorum" it's never gonna happen - I've heard that every year, and I'd say this is the first where the chairs didn't get rushed.
That's because the Tarp Team* decided it would be a good idea to TACKLE the things. Which in turn led to Death By Lecture, several pissed-off teachers, and general annoyance.
I for the record, did not charge anything. Nearly tripped Princess Grace, sure, but that's different. I got my feet out of the way in time.
Sodding idiots.
Anyway. I started plotting out stuff for the senior issue of the school paper next year, as that'll be the one I'm submitting stuff for. I haven't started on any of the polls (Most Likely To Whatever) under the theory that I can do that next year - but most likely to not attend college classes? Incredible Absent Girl, by a landslide.
Remember When:
*Amusing History Event ye First. (The kid who fell asleep and thought he was falling out of his desk.)
*Amusing History Event ye Second. (Girl who confused Jane Fonda with James Bond. Oh dear.)
*The above-related smashing start to our reign as seniors, and subsequent Death By Lecture.
*Game Days before religion tests freshman year - Ralphie the Lamb knows all!
*Somebody in my physio class raised his hand, and by the time the teacher called on him he couldn't remember whether he had a question or was going to answer one (from the worksheet we were going over).
*J. Ho'v the Prophet. (Long story - it's sort-of based on her name. Kroc came up with this variation of the spelling.)
*Rambling discussions in Kroc's class about fertility, wedding problems, My-Size Mary... (Also gay people, but this is a Catholic school we're talking about and I want this published.)
*One of the Kellys was a marker Nazi, and then a Monopoly Nazi.
*The marching band was twelve-or-so people.
*Killer Saturday for Fiddler, wherein Motel married Lazar Wolf, there was a caveman!rabbi in the dream sequence, and Tevye's opening monologue was narrated to a chicken puppet. XD
*Sam kept insisting that (a) Goofy was a donkey, and (b) the drama-club-thing was secretly a gang bent on suppressing Chess Club. (Which he'spresident dictator of, so.)
*Scary Freshman Religion Teacher took a class outside for a tornado drill and what's more, had them stand under a tree. (Happened to the class after mine, actually - shows how quickly stories circulate.)
*Every poet we studied in English this year was either gay or ugly.
*J. Ho'v put Kroc's box fan on her desk, then said she needed more desk space. (No way!)
*Weisenberger. That says it all for some. (He was a sophomore my freshman year. Very much insane and rather annoying, really; got busted for bringing drugs to school, but he was stupid enough to tell someone he hadn't sold everything he brought in. I think he might've been held back after he changed schools, but don't take my word for it.)
*Apple,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fleshy_fangz and I plotted a B-movie about killer Furbies sophomore year.
*Attempted Twister at the band lock-in.
*The bus tire blew out on the way home from Detroit, and everybody went to the bowling alley and the McDonald’s near the gas station we stopped at.
*Apple chugged a quarter of a small bottle of Tabasco sauce while we were inside said McDonald’s.
Quotes (some of which are or will soon be in Quoteage!):
"Duckies!" --Kari
"Let's march a scale. We'd get a better general effect score." --Andrew
"The emergency bag is NO PLACE FOR THE BABY!" --me (Fiddler thing; there wasn't emergency stuff in the bag anymore, and now we don't even have the bag. Still, not a good place for a doll. Everyone else had done "don't shake the baby" jokes by then.)
"I asked the question!" --Blaire
"I have 'coffee.' I didn't know that was a number." --religion comment, re: Ethiopia's GNP
"Pugno et vigilem." --Sam (Translation: "I fight to stay awake." The boy takes Latin.)
"Respect Kelly's Monopoly boards!" --Kelly the Monopoly Nazi (She wouldn't share the markers in the first...)
"I think you need to pray about this." --Scary Freshman Religion Teacher
"Have you ever had the Catechism thrown at you?" --Kroc
"And there was much rejoicing." --me
"See, that's why Chess Club is a dictatorship." --Sam, on elections in other clubs (namely, the drama-club-thing)
"What would you do if I hit you?" --Abby (I tell her to save it for the Deathwish Duo, as I do nothing to deserve it. :b)
"Whites in general are just going downhill really quickly." --J.Ho'v the Prophet
"You can fry goats, right?" --Apple
"I know it'll hurt for some, but stop to think." --religion teacher last year
"Yo, y'all!" --Enlgish teacher this year
Might do predictions and wills and suchlike later. This seems to be plenty for now.
Also - Have Coraline now. Odd little book, ain't it? And I'm not that far along either...
*Tarp Team = assembly setup. Mostly football players with a few miscellaneous guys thrown in, and all seniors (or in this case, almost-seniors). Not much of the tarpage these days, as we've got chairs that don't screw up the gym floor.
Now, most of the students figure no matter how often the teachers say we should do that with "order and decorum" it's never gonna happen - I've heard that every year, and I'd say this is the first where the chairs didn't get rushed.
That's because the Tarp Team* decided it would be a good idea to TACKLE the things. Which in turn led to Death By Lecture, several pissed-off teachers, and general annoyance.
I for the record, did not charge anything. Nearly tripped Princess Grace, sure, but that's different. I got my feet out of the way in time.
Sodding idiots.
Anyway. I started plotting out stuff for the senior issue of the school paper next year, as that'll be the one I'm submitting stuff for. I haven't started on any of the polls (Most Likely To Whatever) under the theory that I can do that next year - but most likely to not attend college classes? Incredible Absent Girl, by a landslide.
Remember When:
*Amusing History Event ye First. (The kid who fell asleep and thought he was falling out of his desk.)
*Amusing History Event ye Second. (Girl who confused Jane Fonda with James Bond. Oh dear.)
*The above-related smashing start to our reign as seniors, and subsequent Death By Lecture.
*Game Days before religion tests freshman year - Ralphie the Lamb knows all!
*Somebody in my physio class raised his hand, and by the time the teacher called on him he couldn't remember whether he had a question or was going to answer one (from the worksheet we were going over).
*J. Ho'v the Prophet. (Long story - it's sort-of based on her name. Kroc came up with this variation of the spelling.)
*Rambling discussions in Kroc's class about fertility, wedding problems, My-Size Mary... (Also gay people, but this is a Catholic school we're talking about and I want this published.)
*One of the Kellys was a marker Nazi, and then a Monopoly Nazi.
*The marching band was twelve-or-so people.
*Killer Saturday for Fiddler, wherein Motel married Lazar Wolf, there was a caveman!rabbi in the dream sequence, and Tevye's opening monologue was narrated to a chicken puppet. XD
*Sam kept insisting that (a) Goofy was a donkey, and (b) the drama-club-thing was secretly a gang bent on suppressing Chess Club. (Which he's
*Scary Freshman Religion Teacher took a class outside for a tornado drill and what's more, had them stand under a tree. (Happened to the class after mine, actually - shows how quickly stories circulate.)
*Every poet we studied in English this year was either gay or ugly.
*J. Ho'v put Kroc's box fan on her desk, then said she needed more desk space. (No way!)
*Weisenberger. That says it all for some. (He was a sophomore my freshman year. Very much insane and rather annoying, really; got busted for bringing drugs to school, but he was stupid enough to tell someone he hadn't sold everything he brought in. I think he might've been held back after he changed schools, but don't take my word for it.)
*Apple,
fleshy_fangz and I plotted a B-movie about killer Furbies sophomore year.*Attempted Twister at the band lock-in.
*The bus tire blew out on the way home from Detroit, and everybody went to the bowling alley and the McDonald’s near the gas station we stopped at.
*Apple chugged a quarter of a small bottle of Tabasco sauce while we were inside said McDonald’s.
Quotes (some of which are or will soon be in Quoteage!):
"Duckies!" --Kari
"Let's march a scale. We'd get a better general effect score." --Andrew
"The emergency bag is NO PLACE FOR THE BABY!" --me (Fiddler thing; there wasn't emergency stuff in the bag anymore, and now we don't even have the bag. Still, not a good place for a doll. Everyone else had done "don't shake the baby" jokes by then.)
"I asked the question!" --Blaire
"I have 'coffee.' I didn't know that was a number." --religion comment, re: Ethiopia's GNP
"Pugno et vigilem." --Sam (Translation: "I fight to stay awake." The boy takes Latin.)
"Respect Kelly's Monopoly boards!" --Kelly the Monopoly Nazi (She wouldn't share the markers in the first...)
"I think you need to pray about this." --Scary Freshman Religion Teacher
"Have you ever had the Catechism thrown at you?" --Kroc
"And there was much rejoicing." --me
"See, that's why Chess Club is a dictatorship." --Sam, on elections in other clubs (namely, the drama-club-thing)
"What would you do if I hit you?" --Abby (I tell her to save it for the Deathwish Duo, as I do nothing to deserve it. :b)
"Whites in general are just going downhill really quickly." --J.Ho'v the Prophet
"You can fry goats, right?" --Apple
"I know it'll hurt for some, but stop to think." --religion teacher last year
"Yo, y'all!" --Enlgish teacher this year
Might do predictions and wills and suchlike later. This seems to be plenty for now.
Also - Have Coraline now. Odd little book, ain't it? And I'm not that far along either...
*Tarp Team = assembly setup. Mostly football players with a few miscellaneous guys thrown in, and all seniors (or in this case, almost-seniors). Not much of the tarpage these days, as we've got chairs that don't screw up the gym floor.