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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Aug 13, 2010 22:27:17 GMT -5
indeed.
I too will make a log of my government class.
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 13, 2010 22:31:45 GMT -5
you can't be bittingly sarcastic like nicole though.
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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Aug 13, 2010 22:33:14 GMT -5
I won't have to be.
I'll write gonzo.
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Moniko
Short-story Writer
THAT KID!
Shaken, not stirred.
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Post by Moniko on Aug 14, 2010 22:51:10 GMT -5
These logs are FUCKING INTENSE.
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 14, 2010 22:52:53 GMT -5
I won't have to be. I'll write gonzo. gonzo? |
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Post by Monika on Aug 14, 2010 23:04:02 GMT -5
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 14, 2010 23:17:29 GMT -5
ok then
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Post by Razgat on Aug 16, 2010 16:40:49 GMT -5
August 16
Nothing happened in governent today. I was tempted to throw a chair to see if it got the same reaction as the Springer show, but with a class of thirty two, those results would be far from pretty. So I just sat and filled out my Socialism worksheet.
Today was boring.
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 16, 2010 21:34:32 GMT -5
well, not every day can be comedy gold.
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Post by Xelwes on Aug 16, 2010 21:57:45 GMT -5
Oh Derrick, our Gov't class will be so amazing.
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Post by Razgat on Aug 18, 2010 18:52:44 GMT -5
Since I forgot to do yesterday's, I'll do both.
August 17
There is a student in my class I call T who is one of my friends. He sits directly behind me, along with the rest of us, so government isn't too bad when we have eachother to say "Put the gun down" or "Suicide is wrong". But today, Mrs. Democrat decided to focus on him. Today was "Pick on T Day".
If you'll recall the Socialism worksheet I did earlier, today was the day to turn it in apparently. T looked and looked in his bookbag and books, trying to find it, but after about two minutes, Mrs. Democrat refused to take anymore. T found his just after that, but she refused him. T tried to argue with her, thinking she wasn't serious, but she was. And she was rather ticked. She told him to go back to his seat, so he turned and sauntered over, placing his worksheet on the book on floor next to his desk. Soon after we left for lunch.
When we came back, T discovered his paper was gone. Gone? How? We were all at lunch. He searched under his book bag and inside it. I, thinking it would only take him a moment to find it, decided to read for a class. Little me forgot that a big slot of the book was due tomorrrow, and I hadn't read a thing. Anyway, his friend Mimi, we'll call her, was helping him search. She looked under the desks and around near the tables or shelves, but neither found it. You'd think this would be the end of it, right? Wrong. T is one of the craziest and most paranoid people I know. After he completely took everything out of his book bag and searched every page of anything in there, he began to think someone else took it.
He had Mimi check her bag, but of course it wasn't there. Then he tried J's, one of my other friends, and had Mimi confiscate her bookbag (she complied since she was also a friend) and let her search it. No paper. Then T began to question ME. Did I take it? What the hell would I want with a Socialism worksheet? Despite this, the paranoid boy had me search my bag. No paper, of course. I didn't know what he suspected. It's not like it would pop out of there at his face.
Anyway, the search was on. He decided that if it wasn't in any bookbags, Mrs. Deocrat must have taken it. He decided to ask. Oh, this was great. Not only was she annoyed, but she told him to go away, denying anything to do with his paper. Mimi and I sat in our seats, watching T stand there awkwardly while everyone stared. He came back, defeated and humiliated once again (I don't know why he even tries) and tried to find his paper. Since it wasn't anywhere near us, it had to have slid under something. There was a large metal cabinet right next to his desk. He loudly moved his desk out of the way and tried to look under it, but to no avail. "It's dark. I can't see it. I need something to drag it out."
T...do you really think it would magically slip under the cabinet while we were at lunch? Not only would moving the massive thing be loud, but you would need a forklift to lift it. Why not some other students? Sure, Mrs. Democrat is definitely going to go along with the whole thing. She was so delighted that she told him that the only way that they were going to get along was if he said as little as possible. Touching words.
But T was not defeated. He managed to find a manila folder (from where, I wonder?) and cram it under it to try and scrape the "paper" out. Oh, just give up already. Your paper never was there, and it sure isn't going to magically pop out. And who was right? Me. His paper? Still missing. My study hall? Completely nonproductive, but utterly entertaining. I have never seen Mrs. Democrat so mad.
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Post by Razgat on Aug 18, 2010 19:00:22 GMT -5
August 18
Dear God Almighty, I have seen something truely spectacular that I thought would never happen. I was so amazed, I couldn't keep a straight face. My lips just immediately turned into a smile from the joy I felt that tingled in my tummy and made me laugh. Today's start was simply wonderful!
As we sat down, after going over the makeup test policy, Mrs. Democrat decided to have us grade our Socialism worksheets. I, of course, pointed this out to T, who seemed pretty miffed about it, but I didn't let that stop my teasing. As she was calling out names and handed them out, I heard a name I didn't expect to hear.
She called out T's name. She had his paper. You have no idea how much the look on his face made my day. It was so priceless I thought he was going to kill her. Oh, T, don't you love our class? She gives so much attention to you! Like how she told you to move to a different seat because you were stretching. Good times.
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 18, 2010 19:01:10 GMT -5
Poor T.
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Post by Razgat on Aug 18, 2010 19:06:13 GMT -5
He'll probably be picked on for the rest of the year. I think our teacher thinks he has mental problems...
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 18, 2010 19:08:59 GMT -5
she's a bitch
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Post by Calefrun on Aug 18, 2010 20:02:58 GMT -5
This is actually good enough that I logged on for the first time in over two months just to post here saying that it's awesome.
Also, were I T, after that last one I would have stood up and left. Maybe say "fuck you, or fuck this," but probably just leave without saying anything.
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Post by Razgat on Aug 19, 2010 14:19:10 GMT -5
August 19
We had a test today (which was extremely easy by the way) but that's pretty much it. T is also switching out of the class...
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Post by Xelwes on Aug 19, 2010 14:39:22 GMT -5
Oh the irony.
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Post by Mizagium on Aug 19, 2010 14:40:01 GMT -5
T was my favorite character...who decided to write him out of the show, anyway?
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Post by Razgat on Aug 19, 2010 14:42:53 GMT -5
He went himself. He went to the couciling office today to get switched into another class.
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