shortened days make my life.
period one: bio. mrs.klausen told us her eggo was preggo. AHH so exciting. that's basically all we talked about all class. her weird eating habits, her emotions, how her parents reacted, how her husband reacted. it made me realize: i'm fucking terrified of pregnancy. CONDOMS FTW.
period two:writing. had a sub who had no idea what the fuck she was doing. I CAN'T HANDLE SUBS OKAY? THERE ARE SOME CLASSES YOU CAN'T HAVE SUBS IN AND APPARENTLY IN GRADE 12, IT'S LIKE...EVERY CLASS. SO SUBS, JUST GTFO AND TEACHERS JUST UN-GTFO. we just had a quiz and then class/life was over.
period three: geo. we had ANOTHER geo quiz (because one per week is just not enough), took down more notes, and then got assigned a lab. you know what's great? having a lot of homework and quizzes on a topic you could careless about. like i don't give a single fuck about physically geography.
period four: history. he just told us stories and we had a "lockdown" drill. i got pulled out of class early cause grad council had to fill up waterballons. a task that seems simple in hind sight but is actually pretty difficult. we managed to fill them all up and then CLASS afternoon began
i was a pod leader with deyell and we lead our little grade eights from station to station. at the end of that we had a grade 12 panel talk to them about our highschool experiences (what we liked, what we learned, etc.) i was one of them and i basically just talked about going in for help, cause now that i think about it, that's basically what got me good grades, getting help from teachers (outside of class, of course.) i probably wouldn't do so great in highschool if it wasn't for tutors and such. woo!
the fun commenced after that. even though it was pure chaos i have to give julian, kyle, and richard props. it's not easy to run a group of around 80 12th grades and like 100 8th graders.. so even though people were whining like little bitches about how "this is so unorganized" and "wtf am i suppose to do." i think they personally did a great job and i didnt see ANYBODY else trying to help out so shut up. i had fun. made the best out of a situation. i honestly think some people don't do that. i can't handle people who complain a lot, and some people have been A LOT lately...you're annoying.
i watched the three legged race and fell in love with georgia's partner. decided we're gonna get married. have some children. it's gonna be SWELL.
then they threw water balloons at us, and we ate burgers and talked about grad wear. it was nice. better than our bbq we had when we were in grade 8!
headed back home, was disappointed to find out that i had ALREADY seen the ep of jersey shore that was playing and also became deeply depressed when the realization that big brother was over truly hit me. i just tumblr'd it up and then went to bed at ten because i was crazy tired.
moral of the day: grade eights wear me out...especially one ;)