It's All About the Benjamins

Jump to Comments Bah. I missed student council this morning. I walked into school at about 7:15, and noticed people coming out of the LGI room. To which I could only shout “TUESDAY WUAGH,” or something. It was 7:15, I shouldn’t be expected to remember stuff verbatim. Oh, first four periods of the day were study halls thanks to the previously mentioned PSAT. 5th (French) wasn’t as I had hoped, but my calc teacher was still sick so that was another study hall because I got my worksheet done at the beginning of class. More on that later. So, uh, first and second period were spent in Testin (the teacher next to my own 1st period chem class) and study hall proper, respectively. I had probably exhausted my reading material on the Palm Pirate by 8:45 or so, so I resorted to playing minesweeper, a totally boring and stupid game. I didn’t want to play space trader or snood, as those are in color, and I’m sure some idiot freshman behind me would have shouted “DUDE WHAT IS THAT THING CAN I PLAY?” or something as equally as insipid. Frau liked my paper I wrote, and it was just me and the frosh girls during German, which was interesting, to say the least. Looked at spanish magazines during spanish– it’s interesting how much more white and gray they wear. You know. So my honors calc pals helped me out with finiding tangent lines on the crezzy aformentioned worksheet, and I spread the information to the people during calc class– it was like the worker bee coming back to the hive and relaying where the honey is, or the dudes with the antennae and the nam-shubs and whatnot in Snow Crash, or something. And I slept all afternoon. WUAGH.