Ah, second day of school, where to begin, where to begin.
Eh, it was fine. At least, that's what I told my mom, cause you know, why would anybody say that their day of school was great, amazingly fastingaly awesome so amazing that it was like opening the door to a magical world filled with colorful rainbows and magical unicorns.
Yeah who would say that?
Fifth period, art. It was cool. I like the teacher she's nice. Everyone's going on about how hot she is. Whatever I'm not going to listen to that. She was pretty though. Sixth period, Mock Trial.
Yay.
You see, I didn't exactly WANT to be in this class. My mom put it down as an second, thinking I wouldn't get into because I would get into to all my firsts.
Didn't happen.
They screwed up my schedule so that I had theatre two first semester and theatre one second semester and theatre one was full this semester so I had to go with something else. Guess what?
The guy is nice, yeah, I know people in there that I don't particularly like but ya know, what are ya gonna do? I've been trying to get into gym because I don't want to go through last year again, what with being a loner and having to change by myself and never seeing the light of day through my eyes.
But you know, I just don't wanna go through that.
Seventh period, History. Got it with Roland, I see a guy that I haven't seen since fifth grade, it's all good. The teacher seems kinda boring but he seems nice so I'm not gonna complain. Eighth period, yearbook. Fun, sure, cool teacher yeah.
Wasn't a horrid day, wasn't the best. But the only good way to end a day is to be riding the bus home with your friend and end with a couple of last words.
"I need to get to know the guy a little better, to understand the deep intellectual things that go on inside his brain."
*pause*
"I agree."
Yay.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
That Mandatory Piece of Crap They Call School
First day of school, first day of school, where to begin.......
Well it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It wasn't completly horrid but it wasn't the best day of my academic career. We'll put it in the bareable category. So, um, Kylie came and got me, 7:45 and I get in the car, talk to her and Parker. Parker ditches us and soon as we get to the school. Oh well, he's a guy, not really our best friend, what are you gonna do? So, get my schedule, find my locker, don't have anything to put in it so we just chill and find Roland and Brittney. Bell rings, first period comes around. English, have it with Kylie. Yay! English is taught by a nice old lady that makes a color and claims the room is very hot. Next, Creative Writing. Got it with Kylie and it's right across the little space, common thingy. (Our school is very freakish; it has these little box rooms and there are like, I don't know, five classrooms in each of them instead of out in the hallways) Go there, sit down together. Pretty much my favorite class that day. The teacher read us a book I've already read and I'm pretty sure she was either high or just very, very frazzled and excited. Third period, not my favorite. Algebra. Don't have it with anyone, don't really like the teacher; lucky, we get to leave for lunch.
Lunch is very weird here. There are two lunches and your in first or second lunch depending what floor your on and whether your in science or not. Plus, we have AB schedule so, you know, all the more fun. I have second lunch, so do all my friends. We go down, and apparently we only get half an hour to eat and the line is like a mile long. But whatever, we manage to down our food. Go back to third period (weird) and chill with the not nice Alegebra teacher. Go to fourth period. Science, know someone not my best friend, but is nice. Guess who's my partner? We go outside and do a weird bubble thing and I don't really like this teacher either. But whatever. It was okay. It wasn't amazingly totally gnarly wicked or super fly but bareable. Get back to you on tomorrow with B day.
Yay.
Well it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It wasn't completly horrid but it wasn't the best day of my academic career. We'll put it in the bareable category. So, um, Kylie came and got me, 7:45 and I get in the car, talk to her and Parker. Parker ditches us and soon as we get to the school. Oh well, he's a guy, not really our best friend, what are you gonna do? So, get my schedule, find my locker, don't have anything to put in it so we just chill and find Roland and Brittney. Bell rings, first period comes around. English, have it with Kylie. Yay! English is taught by a nice old lady that makes a color and claims the room is very hot. Next, Creative Writing. Got it with Kylie and it's right across the little space, common thingy. (Our school is very freakish; it has these little box rooms and there are like, I don't know, five classrooms in each of them instead of out in the hallways) Go there, sit down together. Pretty much my favorite class that day. The teacher read us a book I've already read and I'm pretty sure she was either high or just very, very frazzled and excited. Third period, not my favorite. Algebra. Don't have it with anyone, don't really like the teacher; lucky, we get to leave for lunch.
Lunch is very weird here. There are two lunches and your in first or second lunch depending what floor your on and whether your in science or not. Plus, we have AB schedule so, you know, all the more fun. I have second lunch, so do all my friends. We go down, and apparently we only get half an hour to eat and the line is like a mile long. But whatever, we manage to down our food. Go back to third period (weird) and chill with the not nice Alegebra teacher. Go to fourth period. Science, know someone not my best friend, but is nice. Guess who's my partner? We go outside and do a weird bubble thing and I don't really like this teacher either. But whatever. It was okay. It wasn't amazingly totally gnarly wicked or super fly but bareable. Get back to you on tomorrow with B day.
Yay.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Oh Gag School
So.
I was hanging with my homie-gs today and we got on the subject of school. We talked about the new school and how frightening it is and how the AB schedule will be confusing and why do we have to have two floors and I really didn't want to talk about any of it and my peep Hannah is just like "Oh yeah, there's only 24 days left till school starts."
Wow.
That was a pretty big bomb shell and she just dropped in the middle of the conversation. I mean, I swear, it was like she was talking about the weather or something she's just like "Oh yeah, lovely weather by the way only about 24 days left till all your hopes and dreams are crashed and your stuck and in a hot cramped building with who knows how many other people so you might as well just shoot yourself in the head cause that would be a lot easier than enduring that for a whole year. So yeah, how bout them Mets?" I mean, I know it has to come to an end at some point but do ya really have to drop it down like that? You know, it's hard to ignore it all when school shopping comes and you get your schedule but when you start talking about how many days are left, really, it's like you actually WANT it to come back. I said back to her I was like, "NO WHY MUST IT END?!" All dramatically and full of feeling and she's just like "Oh are you kidding me? It's boring without school I can't wait."
Don't really know if I'm gonna be hanging out with Hannah that much.
I was hanging with my homie-gs today and we got on the subject of school. We talked about the new school and how frightening it is and how the AB schedule will be confusing and why do we have to have two floors and I really didn't want to talk about any of it and my peep Hannah is just like "Oh yeah, there's only 24 days left till school starts."
Wow.
That was a pretty big bomb shell and she just dropped in the middle of the conversation. I mean, I swear, it was like she was talking about the weather or something she's just like "Oh yeah, lovely weather by the way only about 24 days left till all your hopes and dreams are crashed and your stuck and in a hot cramped building with who knows how many other people so you might as well just shoot yourself in the head cause that would be a lot easier than enduring that for a whole year. So yeah, how bout them Mets?" I mean, I know it has to come to an end at some point but do ya really have to drop it down like that? You know, it's hard to ignore it all when school shopping comes and you get your schedule but when you start talking about how many days are left, really, it's like you actually WANT it to come back. I said back to her I was like, "NO WHY MUST IT END?!" All dramatically and full of feeling and she's just like "Oh are you kidding me? It's boring without school I can't wait."
Don't really know if I'm gonna be hanging out with Hannah that much.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hello. I am Brittney Chamberlain and I would like to commentate on this summer season, this cornicopia of good fortune, this plethora of, what you people call fun. In case you do not know, it is SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH EM FREAKIN HACKIN GEE IT'S FINALLY SUMMER HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO MORE SCHOOL NO MORE CLASSES NO MORE EVIL MRS. FRANCOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES FINALLY I'M FREE FROM CRANKY FRANKY HOLY CRAP IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY I CAN STAY UP TILL TWO IN THE MORNING AND GET UP AND ELEVEN FINALLY I CAN JUST HANG OUT WITH MY COMPANIONS ALL DAY AND PARTY ALL NIGHT FINALLY IT'S FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S LIKE A GIANT ROLLERCOASTER OF FUNGOODHAPPY THINGS!!!!!!!!!!!! I like rollercoasters.
I like the tin man.
And that concludes our broadcast on this summer season.
I like the tin man.
And that concludes our broadcast on this summer season.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
The I-Can't-Think-Of-A-Title-For-This-Post Post
I drew this for art a few weeks ago. I had recently rented the movie on Netflix after its absence since the time when me and Courtney saw it with Peter. I realized that it is very disturbingly creepy and I love it. Its one of my favorite movies. I need to find more Japanese anime movies but oh well. I drew this for the next two weeks sketch (we turn in drawings every two weeks). I turned Tinkerbell punk!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
St. Jorge!!!!!!!!
Yeah peeps St George! We went from Saturday morning (at seven i might add) and left yesterday. I totally didn't want to leave it was like the best ever. It was so hot i wore shorts every day! It totally sucked though cause on the way I was sick and the next day I was sick too. But I got better enough to go swimming which was amazing even though nobody would do anything fun (cough cough "courtney" cough cough "sean") Anyways. Yeah it was way super dee duperly fun. I just wish it was that hot up here. It kind of kills a mood when you come back home after seventy degree weather and it's like, fifty. You know?
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