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Third day is the worst...
Sep. 8th, 2005 03:22 pmDear couple whose locker is in front of my homeroom,
While I know your devotion to each other is such it can only be expressed through a sort of daily dueling match with your tongues, I believe that there is a reason that the good Lord invented doors, especially closed ones that that sort of thing can be done behind.
Seriously. Stop it.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Hall Walker.
Anyway. School is ok. Better than last year. It's nice to be junior. I swear, Ron is right; I was never as titchy as all these little freshmen. Most of them look like sixth graders.
Of course the weather has been more beautiful than it was the last two weeks of summer. From the window of my Algebra class there's a beautiful view of the lake and the beach. That, my friends, is absolute cruelty, especially in my Algebra class.
While I know your devotion to each other is such it can only be expressed through a sort of daily dueling match with your tongues, I believe that there is a reason that the good Lord invented doors, especially closed ones that that sort of thing can be done behind.
Seriously. Stop it.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Hall Walker.
Anyway. School is ok. Better than last year. It's nice to be junior. I swear, Ron is right; I was never as titchy as all these little freshmen. Most of them look like sixth graders.
Of course the weather has been more beautiful than it was the last two weeks of summer. From the window of my Algebra class there's a beautiful view of the lake and the beach. That, my friends, is absolute cruelty, especially in my Algebra class.