Showing posts with label grades. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grades. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Day two of midterms begins badly...

My chemistry teacher is the Queen Tsi Sgili [obscure House of Night series reference].

My math teacher is a fricking saint. She's my new best friend. ..Sorry Kite, you've been replaced. XD [Just kidding, serunœ. I still love you.]

Anyway, the Purple Queen doesn't listen to a word her students say; the Red Queen makes it up to her students by chasing them down and talking to them. [Yes, that's a Cherokee reference, too.] Anyway, crushing all the two-hour exams into 4 hours and fifteen minutes left the rest of the day with nothing to do. I took the opportunity to curl into one of the computer room chairs, pull up youtube, and pop my headphones in to start writing. I managed to ignore the Purple Queen's attempts to spear me through my bun with her Scottish eye-daggers. ... My response? Yup, you guessed it. The Italian Evil Eye over the top of my glasses. It amused me, for reasons I can't explain.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

So...

I'm surprised. A LOT has happened between yesterday and today, and most of it is very good!
Aside from my falling asleep in first and second period —as usual— I checked my grades, and they're actually not nearly as bad as I'd been led to believe. ....On the flip side, I have a horrible cough without actually being sick, and it's frigging obnoxious.

On a side note, I might start posting just stupid stuff I thought of during the day while spacing out/sleeping in class, so that's likely to start getting incorporated in here too.

So, to start out with a story:
I was in school today, and during lunch, some boys opened a bottle of blueberry juice. Sounds harmless and delicious, right? ....WRONG! Somehow, some yeast had gotten into the bottle during a lab, and it was left to it's own devices in a warm, dark locker for a while. The result was a badly-made but VERY fizzy wine. When the boys proceeded to open it, WHAM! 3-minute-long geyser of blueberry wine that shoots up into the ceiling and sideways at my friends and I. So we not only got rained on with it, but sprayed from behind. My poor friend got the worst of it, and she was so pissed. I can't say I blame her, since it ruined her favorite outfit.
But the ceiling has holes in it. It's metal with little, square cut-out holes. There is blueberry-whatever in the ceiling. ...We're going to have such a pest infestation.

....But that's pretty much all for now.
~V out!~