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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

    I Think I'm Cured...

    Something big is going to happen over my dead body :: Monday, January 05, 2004 ::

    I think I just fucked up my computer...so...yeah, last year I got this MP3 player (Didn't really want it, but it was given to me, so I accepted) and then when our computer had to be wiped because it was getting way too slow (Hmm...and this coincided with my mom loading down the computer with Clay Aiken shit) the software to actually use it went with it. Well...I have the CD to install it and I have the same...everything that I used to install it last time...but, alas, I have tried so much to put the software back on the computer since it was wiped and I think all I've done is destroy the MP3 player and destroy Windows Media Player in the process. But...didn't use it a lot anyways, so I'm not too upset. I am upset, however, that when I tried to install the software AGAIN today, it shut down Windows Media Player, our only music player thing, and I can't get it to play anymore.

    School was...tiring. OH! OH! OH! I made above a 90 on everything Joyce handed back out, I made two A- on the Major Works Data Sheets that Whiteside handed back out and a B+ on the Machiavellian letter. And then Whiteside said that all I need for an A on the Nonfiction MWDS was to simply add some more quotes in the "Significant Quotes" section because what I doing was great (His words, I swear). I don't know why, but when a teacher says something like that about me TO me...I feel all tingly. Or just really really awesome. And then I heard that Mr. Mitchell used me as an example of really good student directing in his Theatre III class (He described my style as emphasizing the emotions) and that made me feel even better. And then Yearbook...I took pictures. The end.

    A very nice fir...OH! Mr. Chapp! The new Physics teacher! For those of you who knew Mr. Hight, he looks pretty much EXACTLY like that. And he seems pretty easy going and humorous, which is what I loved about Mr. Dillard, so...yeah. Instead of dreading Physics (Because I was when Mr. Tam was teaching it) I'm actually kind of looking foward to it tomorrow.

    A very nice first day back. Didn't get a period to sleep, but that's okay. Oh, and it was funny to see everybody elses sentences and how just about everyone started making really nonsensical ones around sentence 75. My personal favorite sentence (And I put this here for the sole reason of posterity):

    Amazingly, while offering his plan to revive the economy, the politician balanced three spinning plates.

    Something else...something else. Oh, yeah.

    Teacher Quote Of The Day

    What, all of a sudden eleven years and we're back to the sandbox? You said! You said!

    -Mr. Whiteside

    Current Mood: Relaxed
    Current Music: Anuna - Winter, Fire and Snow

    :: Nick Monday, January 05, 2004 [+] ::
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