Need a Dispenser Here!

Just kidding. So today I missed choir again. Then I thought that school started at 10:20 (Don't ask how), so again, I ran into math late. Suprisingly, today's the first day I missed both block X AND A. New record! D:

Although, I am so lucky Mrs.Acheson could care less, or else I think my head would be gone 'bout now. Heck, she even let me come in at lunch to finish my math test. Crazy, how some teachers can be raging thunder lizards and yet othersa are like some sorta mutant spy teacher type thing. Coincidence? I think not. Conspiracy? Maaaaybe. But anyways, I did pretty good on my test (I think), 'though I know Mike's gonna go all Asian-Win on us, so there's obviously no hope in getting top, not that it really matters to me.


That leads into another topic... I think a lot of people miss the purpose of school these days, they seem to think marks are everything, the purpose of class is to get good marks.... How about no. I realized a long time ago that school's purpose is to educate you for the future, not to have a little "A" on your report card. So, my view? Fuck marks, I want to learn, not be the top student....


Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's right to be somebody who fails everything, they still aren't learning. If I don't think I'm getting anything out of what I'm assigned, then screw it, I'm not benefitting from it. Like pointless assignments, bah, to hell with them... Sometimes, I honestly feel even teachers have lost what it means to teach. "Oh, do this and I'll give you a bonus mark!" Oooh, marks, so important. Don't even try to bribe us with that shit, and you know who I'm talking about, Mr.Digital-Tatto guy.


Okay, enough ranting. Today... was pretty cool, I guess. Bitchy PE teacher's still Bitchy, 'xept today she kinda pissed me off, saying "Well one of my pet peeves is when people come up to me and ask amillion times what we're doing today", even though if she doesn't tell us, we're going to be stuck in the rain. outside. without a jacket. Jesus, (No, Justin, I'm not calling you) I really wanted to scream "well life's not fair" in her face. Isn't that what every teacher tells us when they don't want to deal with us? After PE, I had to go do my math test at lunch, but on the way in from PE, Mrs.DiGeso came in with her newborn son, Daniel.


He had really puffy cheeks that looked so cute in his little zebra outfit. "Tommorrow, he's a cheetah!" she commented, and boy did that get a kick outta office staff. He was born on Sept. 22, which I guessed right :D. So anyways, I got changed, and headed for math.


Whoops. Little baby Daniel kinda kept me, so when I got to room 300, Mrs.A was nowhere to be sighted. So, like the crazed person I am, I started making boats out of my used bus tickets and proceeded to assemble an armada before she came back. Boating has become such a hobby of mine, it's all about speed and percision and originality, and it's SO fun to see people go all purple-faced about my boating obsession.


So, too bad I didn't actually have a lunch to write about, seeing as how I... Okay now that I think about it, I honestly can't remember periods of time between 11:48~12:05. It's kinda scaring me now, these random blocks of dissapearing memory really screws with me sometimes. I'll make an edit if I ever do remember... But I do remember those two girls yelling at me, Monica and Veronica (I know, lawl) I think, 'cause I made them come to school at like, 8:40 In the morning on a pro-D day :D. First Aid Leader power FTW!


So anyways, block C went pretty straightforward today, I did my A.T.R.T. test today on 3c, and boy did I fail horribly. I think it was B, C, and Y that I kept failing on. 'though I really like the way I type, I don't think I'm ever going to use home row. Seriously. But, for the first time in the ENTIRE year, I actually played warcraft at school today, and I'm feelin' pretty guilty about it, even though I like, completely OWNED. Then came Curtis. >:|. After that, I helped some people with some photoshoppy goodness, and the bell rang. Block C always flies, just 'cause Mr.Kamyia actually wants to "Teach" us something, and he's not doing it for marks either. So that makes me happy just to be there. :D.


Ugh. Block D. Don't even get me started on block D. Mr.Tran, how on earth did you get your teaching degree? I've had to suffer through years of condesending science, and he just makes it worse... To the point I pretty much call it my arts and crafts block, seeing as how I just turn everything he gives me into boats. And more boats. Seriously, if any of my block D friends are reading this, don't listen to Mr.Tran. He's going to screw you up so bad, you're going to wish you cursed him to the pits of Ack'Nuul when you could. Oh yeah, and if Mr.Tran happens to be reading this, I have the freedom of the press (In this case pixels), and like I mentioned above, I don't really care if you fail me. So... Hah. I took Matt's gluestick and I made a spring type thing out of those little bits left in the bindings of a bus ticket pack, and it's drying beside me right now. Anyways... Then, at around 2:48, First Aid called for "Casualty". I nearly just typed out details, seeing as I'm blogging at 2:58AM... Wow, that was close.


But yeah, that's pretty much a standard day in my life. Although, generally, I'd be doing alot more than that, seeing as a lunch group really doesn't exist without Justin.


Yeeeep. So I'm pretty excited about the gathering tommorow, first event I've been invited to in awhile. hoping not to screw this up this time, D:


This was Krisrangler, and I say...
Need a Dispenser Here.
Just kidding. I hate dispensers.