smileyjess

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*fair warning. dont read #1 if you already think i'm a condescending bitch. you've been fairly warned. proceed.*

1. okay, no offense to any gym teachers or wannabe gym teachers out there, but quite frankly, you suck. actually, wait, no, not you, just my gym teacher, who we'll just call B. alright, i went to the first class. actually, the first two. the next one- sorry, calc test to study for. and after that? late. the next one? christian service. (jesus christ i'd much rather be in gym than c.s. any day) the next three? doctor's excuse. tomorrow tulane is visiting during my gym period. they are somewhere in my top five i'd say, so i validly desire to go to meet the admissions dude/dudette. i went to have B. sign the paper sayinig it's okay, i can skip gym to help determine not only where exactly in the top five tulane ranks on my list but also perhaps, um, my fucking future. she's like i cannot grade you on just one class. and i was like um, well, this is, like, college. maybe you went to one? (but probably not, sorry i dont have the time to explain it to you, sweetheart.) and she's all 'think of it this way: if you missed every single english class except one you wouldnt expect your english teacher to grade you on just that one class, right?'

at which point I BURST OUT LAUGHING. this woman, this crazy crazy woman, was comparing gym to ap english. oh god that's rich. When i managed to somehow regain my composure, i then proceeded to say to B. 'think of it this way. ENGLISH ACTUALLY MATTERS.'

nah, but i did give a small chuckle and a smile and a nod and ran to tell everyone how crazy my gym teacher is for not wanting me to go to college.

2. a quote: Do you know what it means to depend on somebody for your happiness? It is not the mere physical dependence on another which is so binding, but the inward, psychological dependence from which you derive so-called happiness; for when you depend on somebody in that way, you become a slave. Krishnamurti (as seen at kfa.org)

3. today it was rainy. and gross. so i bought yellow pants. (oh, and, yes, i caught him in another lie. i hate liars.)

4. two claps for absolutely positively delicious pumpkin waffles.

5. thank god there is no game on tonight. i'm not ready to put myself through that again; i need a day to recover. ah, the life of a red sox fan is so difficult