I Laugh At You!
HA! 80% on social position paper, 93% on dreaded science organelle quiz. Finally, the weekend… I might be getting my hair cut tomorrow. Today in info pro the H: drives messed up in the last ten minutes of class, so most of us lost work. I could be worse off, though. I lost a graph, and they’re easy to recover. Raaah, took me a long time to figure out how to select the data so that the axes worked right…! There’s more than one column, and that’s what was messing everyone up. Heh. My formulas were so screwed.
Gasp! Gym was almost fun. Alright, alright, it was fun—once all those stupid drills at the beginning were over. And it was only because it’s hilarious to laugh at my and Jacqui’s futile attempts to play volleyball. I got a few points, though. Only messed up two serves!
(Before gym)
Colette: Jen! Ready for the awesomest class in the whole entire world?!
Jen: Am I!? I’m so excited I think I’ll kill myself!!
Justin, I would like to shake your hand. He’s going to the retreat in my place so I can do Eau Claire after all. And I quote:
Mom: So, is Justin going to the retreat?
Christine: What… retreat…?
Dad: The Jr. High one. He seems to think he’s going.
Larry: We didn’t know! Isn’t it too late to get the forms in?
Collective ‘oooooooooh’. Except… didn’t they fill out my form for a fifteen year old female? Hehe. This could be funny. Jay’ll end up in a cabin with Kristen and Anita. I laugh at you!
Hear that, Megan? You will get to personally wet yourself laughing at the freak show on wheels and gain ‘blackmail Colette’ rights for minimum five years! Which reminds me, and I don’t know why: All you other Birdgirls had better be doing Eau Claire as well. If you don’t… well, technically if you don’t, I’m stuck doing all five parts on my own. Which brings back the nightmare of being the only… ahh screw it! You’ve all heard this rant.
