Woah, I am not going to lie, I haven't blogged because of this relationship I'm in. It's a complicated relationship. You know, I do all the work, and I'm expected to. That's cool. Yeah I don't mind. But whenever I seek help with the work, the one I am in this relationship with, breaks down. Totally. So I seek help, and BOOM! I'm the one who's wrong, it's all my fault, kay? Whatever. So this relationship I'm in, it's name is School. And it's tough to blog, and do all my work and pass tests. I don't want to deal with it, but I have to. School today, it was usual. My zero hour teacher showed his bad side today. I have tons of reading to do now. Friday I switched out of my second hour Chemistry class to first hour Applied Chemistry, because I need science to be slow, we're not best friends and it's like he's speaking German to me. I don't get it. So Applied Chem has a sub that just came the same day I switched in... he's gonna be there for two weeks... Great. And then I have the same French teacher, only in my second hour class. French 2, teacher is like... Italian? But French at the same time. I don't get it. She speaks too many languages. Third hour, LA 10 because I flunked it last year, big deal, I wasn't the only one who failed that teacher, it made no sense the way she taught it. Fourth hour, Geometry concepts... BIG DEAL. I hate math. Math was exciting today, wanna know why? Two words, Lock-Down. That meant we sat against a wall with the lights off, drapes closed, and mouths shut. Kay I got smacked and told "Shut the H-E- double hockey sticks Up" only... she actually said it to me. OKAY So this one girl next to me, (Not naming names...) Was sticking her foot into my thigh and it was making me angry. I motioned to her to "Please move your leg" and she motioned back a "What?" and I whispered, "Your leg, can you move it?" and then I got smacked and told to... yeah. ANYWAY after that we get a piece of paper in our sixth hour class that says, "Hey parents! Just want you to know The Non-important High School had a lock-down today because a smarty student of ours brought a gun to school, Hooray! He is also expelled and will never be allowed on campus! We have a no tolerance policy and therefore fired him from ever getting an edu-macation! Sincerely, Super important boss man for This school district!" Only it was probably not that exciting. ... What's that you say? I missed fifth hour? Oh that was Advanced Drama. We went over expectations of the class and whatnot. No big deal. And now for what you all have been waiting for...
The Word Of The Day
In light of events I decided to choose a word that helped describe idiots who think they can get away with bringing a gun to school, even if it's not loaded. With no further ado the word of the day is: frivolity. Frivolity is the trait of being frivolous; not serious or sensible. Frivolous is not serious in content or attitude or behavior that is appropriate. So please children, don't be frivolous. Rather be, sobering, for the sake, of us all.
Thank You.
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