It feels like my small, almost non-existant world is closing in on me.

Now that the “Watsonater” is gone we are stuck with Dabiase. He does have some great points but he plays favorites way too much. I never realized how immature my honors English class was until he started teaching it. It also doesn’t help having Erin Doherty, Lindsay Davis, and Mikele smith in the class. Abby and Sammy are really annoying too. Over Christmas break we were supposed to read Pride and Prejudice. I was lucky enough to finish although there were many who didn’t and still haven’t finished and relied on the movie. Mr. Gambardella is a huge poke in the doughboy. Ugh he drives me crazy between all the homework lectures and TESTS (more like college exams). We have a trimester project and he gives us homework on top of that. Geometry isn’t fun or interesting anymore. Mr. Doyle always seems to be in a bad mood and doesn’t give the attitude of wanting to help as much as he used to. Art isn’t fun either. I dread going, why? because we are shading shapes. But, now that I’m done (because I brought it home) I hope I will be able to look forward to it more seeing how it is now my only almost worthwhile class. Biology is such a bore and I sit there and often wonder how half the people in the class got into the class. Everything has become way to over rated and overgraded. I want new classes! I loathe with a passion, teachers who play favorites!!!!

My oh so very exciting Christmas Break

Over the break I went snowboarding with my sister and survived. I worked (what else), and spent a lot of time with my friends. Christmas Eve I attended midnight mass with my family, Megan, and Andy. Christmas day was a different story. Uncle Bob wasn’t able to get on the plane but his suitcase did. This minimized our gathering for Christmas dinner. Megan joined us and Alex came afterwards. Speaking of Alex… he gave me the best Christmas gift this year, one of those really cool carved candles. Then for new years I went to a party at Maura’s house which was over by ten. What’s the point of having a New Years Party if you’re not even going to stay up till midnight? We departed and Maura spent the night. After leaving her house we went over to the fire station. Pat and Maura had one of their classic Jerry Springer fights and once Maura was bored with that she came and stole my conversation between me and Andy. I brought pat home cause he was supposed to do I ride along but there was a new rule that no one could stay past ten. So I brought him home. Maura and I watched a couple movies and then headed of to sleep. Three hours later I got up. 5:45 am. Why? Well most people call me crazy and stupid but I got up because Andy needed a ride home from the fire station at 6am. His parents wouldn’t do it and he couldn’t get anyone else to and there was no way anyone was going to let him call Andrea. He was really grateful for the ride and kept telling me that if I ever needed something done I should just call him. I dropped him off and he told me to “go home and get some sleep”. Like I wasn’t going to do that already. Later in the day after Maura departed I was up at Andy’s, watching a movie with pat when Andy came down to talk and to make sure I had gone home and gotten sleep like he told me too. Then the harsh reality of school took hold and I decided it might not be a bad idea to do my homework. Thus came Monday morning…

Nothing like this has ever happened

Tuesday school was let out at one pm because the roads were so icy and Switzer was afraid they would get worse throughout the day and didn’t want all of us who drive to drive home. It was so cool. And in order to leave our teacher had to talk to one of our parents to affirm and ok that we could leave school. We were allowed to use our cell phones in school with our teachers watching us. They say you can get cancer from talking on cell phones… well I think Mr. Richter will end up with cancer. He talked to everybody in our biology class’ parent on a cell phone. Now we’re just hoping for a snow day on Wednesday, although we have a regular scheduled late start.