Physics Day at The Great Escape! Yays!

Mr. Welch is a really cool guy when he's not teaching. He bought our tickets, and he bought us dinner at the Roma. Thank you Mr. Welch.

It was a lot of fun. I went on the Comet. That was 1min and 22secs of pure terror. I know. We timed it.

There were these little caterpillar things that hung from by invisible strings from the trees, and Ryan would go up to them and pretend like he was making them levitate.

Ryan:*Holding caterpillar* I shall call him...Clem. *Proceedes to chase Kathryn with caterpillar*

Mr. Welch went on an awful lot of rides for an old guy. And we went on so many because there was NO ONE THERE. I waited like 10 seconds to get on the Comet, and it took us longer to walk to the bobseld than the ride was, but there were NO LINES ANYWHERE!!!

MEMO TO US: Go to The Great Escape in late May...

I love the Rainbow. Did I mention that?

Me: If Ryan tries to put Clem on us, we'll have to beat him with sticks...
Kathryn: Did you say we'll have to eat him?
Me: No. Beat him. (I love Kathryn because she has no idea that the phrase "Eat him" is very very dirty. Her mind does not work like mine.)

And then it was very scary because all of a sudden after dessert I felt really sick, and on my way to the bathroom everything got all spotty and I got really hot and broke out in a sweat and it was bad. Then I sat down for a second, and it all went away. It was really freaky.

But it was a good day.

Current Mood:
surprised

The other day in band Mr. Whitman goes "Now you're all looking at me like I have six heads. Well, I do. The other five are at home in a closet."

And in Physics that day I brought Mr. Welch back his really expensive parabolic mirror, and as I handed it to him he goes "Ah! Mah baby!" So I went back to my seat and said to Kathryn "I really hope he was talking about the mirror and not me..." To which Brian said "You could sue him for sexual abuse." He meant sexual harassment, I'm sure, because the thought of Mr. Welch sexually abusing anyone or anything is just very very very very very wrong. In fact, sex and Mr. Welch should never be used in the same sentence, except "Mr. Welch has never had sex."

Then yesterday we played with fire in Physics. I like fire, but I can't light matches, because they scare me and I freak out. So I said to Ryan "You'll have to light my candle" which was very dirty but he didn't know that. But after a bit I decided to be brave and light my own candle. Which is also dirty.

And today Kathryn and I were discussing how it's waaaaaaaay too cold for anyone to be wearing a skirt that violates the dress code, and just as we asked "Who would do that?" Maria walked in with a very very short skirt. So there you go.

Today I love THE PROM IS TOMORROW!

Today I hate making eye contact with someone on the opposite side of a bathroom stall door than you.

Let it be known that, henceforth, Ryan Rainville is proclaimed to be "God's Gift to Blind Dogs"!

Kathryn and I are merely "wayward theologians". 

Last night at Rehersal:

Paul: I need to go home...I need to mastrubate really badly. (Once again, Paul, waaaaaaaaaaaay too much information.)

Dr. Seuss + A Midsummer Night's Dream = "I do not like Demetrius! I do not like him in a box, I do not like him with a fox! I do not like him in a house, I do not like him with a mouse! I do not like him here or there; I do not like him anywhere! I do not like Demetrius! I do not like him, Egeus!"

This morning in Calc:

Mr. Sinclainr: Anything in this world can be undone.

Me: Except murder.

Today I love having a big part! Finally!

Today I hate not being able to sleep at night

Today I wonder why no one has yet asked me who the attractive hunk that has been staring coyly out of my icon lately is.

Ok here goes:

Today, at some point, Mrs. Hart saw Hannahmylove sitting all alone in the hallway and called her a sad little tuna. Why a tuna?

Well Hannah told Kelli and me this at lunch. And this was the conversation that followed.

Me: Well tuna travel in schools, so if you were all alone, and you were a tuna you would be sad. She was relating you to that.
Kelli: Do tuna travel in schools? I thought they were solitary, like salmon. Only together when it's time to breed.
Hannah: That's swordfish.
Kelli: Oh yeah.
Hannah: Swordfish don't travel in schools because they'd just poke each other in the butts. That's physics.

I love my friends.

We also watched a bit of Ice Age in Spanish today, but Ryan conveniently forgot to put it in Spanish.

"How do we even know it's an ice age?"
"Because. Of all. THE ICE!"

I tried to scan the awesome stick figures I did in Physics today, but either my scanner or my computer or both hate me.

Whatever.

Peace out!

At rehersal tonight:

Ryan: I have bean bag balls, clubs, rings, and torches.
Me: Is there anything you don't have?
Becky: A tutu.


Ha ha ha!

So as for the movie, it was Lilo and Stitch. Janeea and Becky got it right. They each get a cute and fluffy point.

For the next quote, I am only going to give you all one word, but I guarntee that you will all know it. I want to see a big response here people! I am in a point giving out mood! Ready? Here it is: "Savvy?"

COME TO THE LITERARY CLUB COFFEE HOUSE ON FRIDAY, JANUARY 28TH, AT 6:30 PM IN THE RHS THEATER! READ POEMS! HEAR POEMS! DRINK COFFEE! DONATIONS TO HELP THE TSUNAMI VICTIMS GRATEFULLY ACCEPTED! (COPY THIS INTO ANYTHING YOU WANT! WE NEED PEOPLE!)

Many vair vair amusant (to borrow a phrase from Georgia) things happened today.

And they all began in physics, oddly enough.

Mr Welch, in order to demonstrate that different substances have different specific heats...baked us chocolate chip cookies. In class. In a little oven. Definately one of the best physics classes ever.

Then we discussed what makes a refrigerator work, and learned that it is no longer freon because freon is bad for the environment. (Boo Freon!) So Mr. Welch dubbed the substance inside fridges "freonesque" and Ryan called it "quasifreon." This amused me almost as much as the cookies.

Now, something for Becky: I delivered a tray at the hospital and for dinner the patient was having peas. All I could think was "He can have my peas too..."

Now, something for Hannahmylove: I was watching Jeopardy! (Why the exclaimation point? Well Jeopardy! is exciting! Damn it!) and the answer to one of the questions was Horatio Hornblower. And I knew it, thanks to you. (Yeah Hannah and her obsessions!)

Lastly, Willy G. passed me on the way home and took the moment to nod at me as he did so. So I would just like to say to you all that the smallest gestures, the slightest bit of time given to another, can make a ton of difference.

Now, as for the movie, since no one but Heather got it, but Emalee has not yet responded, I will still have this quote for her: "Ha ha ha....Son of a bitch!" But I will also graciously give you all another one to try. Feel free to guess both. Here is the next quote: "Can we panic now?"

P.S. Heather and Jean, rest assured you will be the first to know when I perform both plays I am currently in, as well as any other dates. (Heather that is your prize) And Jean I am glad you liked SH. Which sequel did you read? I really like Tales from the River House, and I never read the other one.

Now it's off to bed, off to bed! (And extra special points to anyone who guesses the End Quote, as we will call it.)

(Ohh Ohh thought! I will give you points like Kimmy does, only my way. Mwahahahahahahaha!)

Sooooooo.....

In Anthro today Mr. Peterson put on the projector to show us some slides, but then he got distracted, and left this big empty square of light. So the boys took it upon themselves to fill it with various and sundry shadow puppets. Matt Hill does a great dog, and Seth creed is a fabtastic eagle. Then the shadows began to fight and eat each other. It was fairly hilarious. So then we saw a slide of the Taung Child, which is this fossil that they think died when it was carried away by an eagle. So Seth does his bird shadow puppet carrying the kid away. I laughed like a loon.

We also had a discussion about how all the male animals in the slides had sticks because men need to have sticks in their hands. And no, the dirty connotations were not lost on us.

Then in English Mrs. Costello wrote notes on the board and then asked us "Did you copy that into you notebooks? In your own handwriting?" No, Mrs. Costllo, I paid a Gnome to copy it for me. What kind of a question is that?

Ryan was pulling Kathryn's strings in Physics.

Kelli looked at the art club float, the giant baby with her highly visible butt crack, and said "It's a crack baby!"

SIRIUS WAS AT REHEARSAL!
(Ok, so it wasn't really Sirius. But there was this big shaggy black dog at rehearsal, and I walked in and was like "OMFG it's Sirius!" So I looked around for another fan fiction junkie to share this with, and I saw Kelli, and I ran to her, and she points at the dog and goes "It's Sirius!" And it was great.)

Then this morning I was in the library and I was discussing calculus with Ryan, and I said "five" rather loudly, and this idiot kid behind me goes "Ok, who swore?" Five was not a swear last time I checked. But it is now. Holy Five! Oh, Five! Go five yourself! Five you! Five that! Ha ha ha!

Mrs. Costello: Cory, if you were to walk in here and say "I am Cory, king of kings! What would you expect?
Cory: I'd expect you to bow down to me.
Mrs. Costello: Not in your lifetime.

Ryan Rainville is a very funny kid.

Holding hands is the third degree of intimacy, according to him. This is a very long and very funny story.

We were watching Gulliver's Travels, and Gulliver goes to this place where the people are twelve times his size. A farmer finds tiny Gulliver in the field, and holds him up and shouts "It's an omen!"
Me: An omen of what?
Ryan: There's gonna be a small crop this year.

Ha ha ha!