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Monday, January 24, 2005
So Long a Time has Passed
So... today the new quarter started and aside from never seeing Job (which sucks more than words can express) I'm upset at the future outlook of this quarter.
First hour I have Wind Ensemble (which happened to become cleanup day today, well cleanup after everyone else that is when we only have a month until S n E), Intermediate Writing 2nd hour (which is basically a ton of writing that has eluded me as of this first day), Drawing 2 3rd hour (which magically became the 1st art class to become a skinny or I'd have lunch with Job *mumbles profanity* and has turned out to be... copy others' work and make it into your own by changing just enough not to consider it 'plagiarism' and then NOT draw it-hence the title of the class- but instead cut out the pieces and glue them to a big poster board), and then I have Spanish 2a 4th hour (which has shown me Senora Marquez really didn't teach me enough to prepare me for another teacher when Lefebre got into different tenses and conjugated forms we never went over and all of this other stuff that's completely different and not to mention it's hard enough going between two ENTIRELY DIFFERENT TEACHERS AND TEACHING STYLES!!!).
To top it off I have 2nd lunch all alone. I almost started crying when I went into the lunchroom 2nd lunch. A room of unconnected faces did anything but welcome me and all in their horrible little cliques. And I say this as a hypocrite because band is my clique but I would welcome any who wished to travel the path of the band geek at any hour.
As of 1st hour we've been banned from ever eating or drinking ever again in the band room... my sanctuary. The end of a chapter has come and a sad closing it is. I knew the end of my senior year I'd be omitted from my life as a band geek at RHS where I spent many happy years in the pride of my band geekness but never did I think so soon at such an abrupt end. It was ever so declining since... Zunker became band director but now I can feel the beginning of the end. *sigh* What a wonderful and yet horrible chapter in the book of my life. I'll still have my bandies and our memories.
Sorry for the drama... good night all.
So... today the new quarter started and aside from never seeing Job (which sucks more than words can express) I'm upset at the future outlook of this quarter.
First hour I have Wind Ensemble (which happened to become cleanup day today, well cleanup after everyone else that is when we only have a month until S n E), Intermediate Writing 2nd hour (which is basically a ton of writing that has eluded me as of this first day), Drawing 2 3rd hour (which magically became the 1st art class to become a skinny or I'd have lunch with Job *mumbles profanity* and has turned out to be... copy others' work and make it into your own by changing just enough not to consider it 'plagiarism' and then NOT draw it-hence the title of the class- but instead cut out the pieces and glue them to a big poster board), and then I have Spanish 2a 4th hour (which has shown me Senora Marquez really didn't teach me enough to prepare me for another teacher when Lefebre got into different tenses and conjugated forms we never went over and all of this other stuff that's completely different and not to mention it's hard enough going between two ENTIRELY DIFFERENT TEACHERS AND TEACHING STYLES!!!).
To top it off I have 2nd lunch all alone. I almost started crying when I went into the lunchroom 2nd lunch. A room of unconnected faces did anything but welcome me and all in their horrible little cliques. And I say this as a hypocrite because band is my clique but I would welcome any who wished to travel the path of the band geek at any hour.
As of 1st hour we've been banned from ever eating or drinking ever again in the band room... my sanctuary. The end of a chapter has come and a sad closing it is. I knew the end of my senior year I'd be omitted from my life as a band geek at RHS where I spent many happy years in the pride of my band geekness but never did I think so soon at such an abrupt end. It was ever so declining since... Zunker became band director but now I can feel the beginning of the end. *sigh* What a wonderful and yet horrible chapter in the book of my life. I'll still have my bandies and our memories.
Sorry for the drama... good night all.
Mandy ~ 9:26 PM