Am posting at school, and continuing the bad habits I started. However....I have absolutely nothing to talk about. And nothing to do in my free block. So what's the harm of posting harmless spam? Well, aside from the whole spam thing.
Anyway. Am currently obsessing over the poem that my friend (Lisa, of Lisa's Blog, probably how you found me...) and I are thinking about pulling together for graduation. It's really ambitious...but that's alright. What we
want to do (who knows if it'll happen) is make a "Mass Poem". It would be a line or so from every member of our class (we have about 230 people), and Lisa and I would edit it, organize it, make sense of it all, and read it at graduation. "The class of 2003 in poetry"
This will be really really cool if it works right. Otherwise it will be stupid. Wish me luck!
In other news, this friday is Senior Skip Day. Yay. I believe we're planning a pyjama brunch. My school is kinda athletics oriented, and that's really bothering me. It would make so much more sense to skip during the spring. When it's
warm. When we can go to the
beach. But no, we choose to have our Senior Skip Day in March. When we can do nothing more fun that brunch. Just so people that play sports don't have to miss practice. (It's between seasons) Isn't that the whole point? That we skip? After all, they have no problem getting in trouble over academics. Same with the musics (not that I have anything against music...) People that have Orchestra or Band or whatever are coming in for those blocks. No worries about the academics. Like English. Or Chemistry.
I'm tired. I fell asleep at 5 yesterday, and then couldn't sleep at night. I hate that.
Still more news, on the ex-boyfriend front. He's annoying me. He expects me to be able to look at him and not care. Or just be friends. Right. Exactly what I want to do. And I still like him, so I can't stay away from him. Plus, he's in half of my classes. He sits right behind me in English. Talk about irony, by the way. All year, I've wanted to sit near him, so I can poke him, and just in general breathe in his essense. And then, a week after he dumps me, the teacher changes the seats so he sits right behind me. Joy.
I was sitting in math today, and I looked out the window (I was bored). I noticed that you can look right across the courtyard, through the hallway on the other side, and into a classroom. Then, you can see straight out that window onto the lawn of the school. Am I the only one who thinks this is cool?
