![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Jul. 2nd, 2004 05:25 pmHe sat on a bed of nails....he let one student hit a cinderblock that was balancing on his stomach with a sledge hammer...he had Cliff put another bed of nails on top of his stomach and stand on it...the he walked across broken glass (whilst playing the song on his stereo). Despite the shitload of work and test and quiz every day I'm very much liking Mr. Schanne.
Bad news: I can't find my wallet. I think that someone stole it. I had at least $35 in there and possibly a $2 bill. Those are SOOOOO rare!!! I kept it in that wallet but I think that I took it out before bringing the wallet in my bag. I'm suspicious of almost everyone in that class now (besides the people who were a. with me when it allegedly happened and b. who I DO trust). I half expect to see my wallet in one of their bags...and I have the desire to look for it, too.
Not to mention that but for some reason I have this irrational anger towards a few girls in my class. They go to Harriton but that's not a reason to hate them. It may be because they are so perfect on the outside and I, while I don't mind perfection in somethings, do not like perfection. It could also be because most of these ones I harbour irrational anger towards are ditzy and annoying. Whatever it is I just don't like them. And that's not like me. I usually have to have a good reason to dislike someone before I begin doing just that.
Good news: I'm going to New York tomorrow! I'll be staying at my cousin's house in the South Hamptons so I won't get to go to the city (*tear*) but his house is amazing...well, it is from what I remember of it.
Adri
Bad news: I can't find my wallet. I think that someone stole it. I had at least $35 in there and possibly a $2 bill. Those are SOOOOO rare!!! I kept it in that wallet but I think that I took it out before bringing the wallet in my bag. I'm suspicious of almost everyone in that class now (besides the people who were a. with me when it allegedly happened and b. who I DO trust). I half expect to see my wallet in one of their bags...and I have the desire to look for it, too.
Not to mention that but for some reason I have this irrational anger towards a few girls in my class. They go to Harriton but that's not a reason to hate them. It may be because they are so perfect on the outside and I, while I don't mind perfection in somethings, do not like perfection. It could also be because most of these ones I harbour irrational anger towards are ditzy and annoying. Whatever it is I just don't like them. And that's not like me. I usually have to have a good reason to dislike someone before I begin doing just that.
Good news: I'm going to New York tomorrow! I'll be staying at my cousin's house in the South Hamptons so I won't get to go to the city (*tear*) but his house is amazing...well, it is from what I remember of it.
Adri
