Hi everybody, haven't been keeping up with posts lately, oh well. Thanks to mike the new URL for this site is PHSBLOWS.COM which kiiiiiiindof relates to my hatred towards people due to their mass spawning area is the high school. Just to clear this up this blog will continue after i finish posting for each period of the school day, this was just an intro type of idea so that some people have an idea of how my mind works before i start talking about more diverse topics such as religion, abortion, and other boring stuff that i like to argue with idiots about.
6th period (ALMOST LUNCH!)
French class, as i have said during class out-loud before, will be the end of me. For those of you in my class and think you have it bad, try imagining this: i've had the same horrible teacher in the same cold, smelly trailer two years in a row. My french teacher is synonumous (sp.?) with what is wrong with the princeton school systems language courses. If you dont beleive me, and are in my class, go to www.ratemyteacher.com, actually everyone go there and add your own comments, its fun and helpful to other students. Youll notice my french teacher is the only one with 0, count them Z-E-R-O positive feedback points. This should give you a pretty good idea of her teaching/social skills. But who am i to critisize anyones social skills? Lets run down the list,
-i hate/ people hate me
-i get along with only two of my teachers
-most of what comes out of my mouth during class is either juvenile, vulgar, or insulting
-Until about the beginning of this year i had no idea hwta real freinds were, for those of you who are in the know, i was falsley under the impression i was friends with the "Kool Krew" (a.k.a. oh how the mighty have fallen). Thanks to one of if not my truest friend evan the hankercheif was lifted from my head as i saw things for the first time correctly since 5th grade. I had been yearning for accpetance form a bunch of dickheads. Evan is no doubt one of my only friends who has helped me improve myself, by not insulting me or telling me whats wrong but what i can do better. Without a doubt ive stopped watching too much tv, stopped using myspace (expect an entire post on myspace/zombie sluts later on this month. And most of all stopped hanging out with most of the dicks in our sophmore class. Don't be mistaken, some kids are dicks for the better, in example :John Naylor, if oyu read my gym post you know why i find his sense of humor and personality irresistable. Yes, evan is a great friends but this is beyond the point of this post, french sucks, big time. It has been said that trailer 8 is a rip in the space-time continuim. A place where time, logic, and temperature derive from all known and accpeted aspects of physics, human nature, and average global temperature. Ill start off explaining the oddest of the three abnormalities: Temperature/smell. For the second year in a row i have each day travelled to a lost 40 sq. ft. section of antartica. It has been suggested that due to global warming parts of the polar ice caps are floating towards the equator, if any evidence of this has ever been found it is this classroom. Thank goodness the thermostat is pushed to negative 40 instead of anything sane, for during the summer the mixture of rotten stench and heat owuld surely kill or disease every living organism that steps into that trailer. Think of the smell of bathroom detergent, now imagine the smell of it not working, thats the stench that has been plaguing T8 for two years now. Tonight get some eggs, raw meat, and moth balls and put them in a blender: hit "liquify" pour this over your kitchen floor as you shut off your heating and make youself a bed in the frige, reverse the motors on all your clocks, when you wake up you'll be in trailer eight minus the french devil. It is literally what hell would be like if it froze over. Time slows to a crawl, no, imagine if the clock went backwards instead of forards, so in order for the class to end you would have to wait until it went counter-clockwise till it reached 12:50. ETERNAL HELL. Lastly logic: my teacher has without a doubt not taught me a single thing in the last year and a half. From what i can tell, we've been learning the same thing for the past 12 months. Guess what, i still don't understand it. It has something to do with verbs or something, i one of the many times she "taught" (def. 'taught' french class version: copy shit out of the book for 45 minutes) i understood what i was looking at, once after a year i finally understood it, a revelation, an epihpany, a MIRACLE. My dreams were crushed at the end of class when satan himself, oh wait, sorry, HERself, scribbled illedgable loops in red ink across my paper as her deep, fish encrusted breath whispered out in a plume of green smoke visible to the naked eye:"you can do better than this" Guess what btich so can you, you lazy peice of crap do your frickin job and get off your ass and teach us something other than how to say tree in african, i dont want to learn about astronomy or africans, or animal safety, i want to learn french you imbecile! I HATE HER ROYAL BITCHINESS THE QUEEN SATAN HERSELF? MY FRNECH TEACHER. now that you've got an idea of how shitty my french class is, ill skim over the actual students of the class. There are 3 people i talk to on a regular basis, that i really like. Kira, Kathy, and Chas. Now for those of you in my fench class not mentioned in the past 3, i MIGHT like you. Before i go over people i kindof like, ill talk about the noble 3 who dont annoy me. Chas, though i originally had a cloudy view on chas in the beginning of this year i've seen my prior judgements were distorted. Chas, your cool in my book, i hope you think the same of me. Chas's great sense of human, and love of half-life make him a double threat in my rankings. Kathy: we share lots of classes together and never really got to know eachother before this year. Kathy is awesome, we both share many views on our classes and school in general. Our jokes about the innertube effect and countless others will be treasured for the next two years, then ill block out all thoughts and memories of highschool. Kira: super duper kidtastic fun is always had with kira. Our shared tastes in music often come up when one of us gets a song stuck in the others head for the next 3 days, such songs include: "my doorbell" by the white stripes, "Dont get lost in heaven" by gorrilaz, and "start wearing purple" by gogol bordello. Kira's sweet facial expressions and our share for the love of doofy the handicapped unicorn keeps me form commiting hari-kiri during french. All 3 combined are an awesome group of friends that truly keep the clock from stopping completely. The rest, courtney: awesome person, great taste in music, awesome personality, wish we could talk more often during class. David staller=dickweed, i have no problem saying this, david is a bully and a self-centered prick. Laura is cool, but when paired with merle ats like a complete dumbass. Merle: is that how you spell her name? what kind of name is merle? whatever, cool, but seems pretty superficial. Joe/nick seem like really cool guys, the only two ive found in school so far that seem to know as much as if not more than me about computers, really like to discuss computers with them sometime outside of T8. Kat: cool person, but she will never ifnd my myspace now that i have deleted it and i am glad of that. Jimmy: you seem cool, it was awesome when you flipped out at madame, but those animal sounds are getting old. Thats about it, frnehc class sucks but there are some cool people in my class who all decide on one thing, THEY ALL HATE FRNECH. Tommorows lunch, i hope you enjoyed this post, i think if your in my class youll understand it much better, if oyur not in my french class thank whatever you beleive in that you were not sent to hell, a few decades early.
Peace
Nick
Ps. if i said "nick , keepin it real," or eufouria keepin it real at the end of the post would that be too cheesy? ill post my decision tommorow/
6th period (ALMOST LUNCH!)
French class, as i have said during class out-loud before, will be the end of me. For those of you in my class and think you have it bad, try imagining this: i've had the same horrible teacher in the same cold, smelly trailer two years in a row. My french teacher is synonumous (sp.?) with what is wrong with the princeton school systems language courses. If you dont beleive me, and are in my class, go to www.ratemyteacher.com, actually everyone go there and add your own comments, its fun and helpful to other students. Youll notice my french teacher is the only one with 0, count them Z-E-R-O positive feedback points. This should give you a pretty good idea of her teaching/social skills. But who am i to critisize anyones social skills? Lets run down the list,
-i hate/ people hate me
-i get along with only two of my teachers
-most of what comes out of my mouth during class is either juvenile, vulgar, or insulting
-Until about the beginning of this year i had no idea hwta real freinds were, for those of you who are in the know, i was falsley under the impression i was friends with the "Kool Krew" (a.k.a. oh how the mighty have fallen). Thanks to one of if not my truest friend evan the hankercheif was lifted from my head as i saw things for the first time correctly since 5th grade. I had been yearning for accpetance form a bunch of dickheads. Evan is no doubt one of my only friends who has helped me improve myself, by not insulting me or telling me whats wrong but what i can do better. Without a doubt ive stopped watching too much tv, stopped using myspace (expect an entire post on myspace/zombie sluts later on this month. And most of all stopped hanging out with most of the dicks in our sophmore class. Don't be mistaken, some kids are dicks for the better, in example :John Naylor, if oyu read my gym post you know why i find his sense of humor and personality irresistable. Yes, evan is a great friends but this is beyond the point of this post, french sucks, big time. It has been said that trailer 8 is a rip in the space-time continuim. A place where time, logic, and temperature derive from all known and accpeted aspects of physics, human nature, and average global temperature. Ill start off explaining the oddest of the three abnormalities: Temperature/smell. For the second year in a row i have each day travelled to a lost 40 sq. ft. section of antartica. It has been suggested that due to global warming parts of the polar ice caps are floating towards the equator, if any evidence of this has ever been found it is this classroom. Thank goodness the thermostat is pushed to negative 40 instead of anything sane, for during the summer the mixture of rotten stench and heat owuld surely kill or disease every living organism that steps into that trailer. Think of the smell of bathroom detergent, now imagine the smell of it not working, thats the stench that has been plaguing T8 for two years now. Tonight get some eggs, raw meat, and moth balls and put them in a blender: hit "liquify" pour this over your kitchen floor as you shut off your heating and make youself a bed in the frige, reverse the motors on all your clocks, when you wake up you'll be in trailer eight minus the french devil. It is literally what hell would be like if it froze over. Time slows to a crawl, no, imagine if the clock went backwards instead of forards, so in order for the class to end you would have to wait until it went counter-clockwise till it reached 12:50. ETERNAL HELL. Lastly logic: my teacher has without a doubt not taught me a single thing in the last year and a half. From what i can tell, we've been learning the same thing for the past 12 months. Guess what, i still don't understand it. It has something to do with verbs or something, i one of the many times she "taught" (def. 'taught' french class version: copy shit out of the book for 45 minutes) i understood what i was looking at, once after a year i finally understood it, a revelation, an epihpany, a MIRACLE. My dreams were crushed at the end of class when satan himself, oh wait, sorry, HERself, scribbled illedgable loops in red ink across my paper as her deep, fish encrusted breath whispered out in a plume of green smoke visible to the naked eye:"you can do better than this" Guess what btich so can you, you lazy peice of crap do your frickin job and get off your ass and teach us something other than how to say tree in african, i dont want to learn about astronomy or africans, or animal safety, i want to learn french you imbecile! I HATE HER ROYAL BITCHINESS THE QUEEN SATAN HERSELF? MY FRNECH TEACHER. now that you've got an idea of how shitty my french class is, ill skim over the actual students of the class. There are 3 people i talk to on a regular basis, that i really like. Kira, Kathy, and Chas. Now for those of you in my fench class not mentioned in the past 3, i MIGHT like you. Before i go over people i kindof like, ill talk about the noble 3 who dont annoy me. Chas, though i originally had a cloudy view on chas in the beginning of this year i've seen my prior judgements were distorted. Chas, your cool in my book, i hope you think the same of me. Chas's great sense of human, and love of half-life make him a double threat in my rankings. Kathy: we share lots of classes together and never really got to know eachother before this year. Kathy is awesome, we both share many views on our classes and school in general. Our jokes about the innertube effect and countless others will be treasured for the next two years, then ill block out all thoughts and memories of highschool. Kira: super duper kidtastic fun is always had with kira. Our shared tastes in music often come up when one of us gets a song stuck in the others head for the next 3 days, such songs include: "my doorbell" by the white stripes, "Dont get lost in heaven" by gorrilaz, and "start wearing purple" by gogol bordello. Kira's sweet facial expressions and our share for the love of doofy the handicapped unicorn keeps me form commiting hari-kiri during french. All 3 combined are an awesome group of friends that truly keep the clock from stopping completely. The rest, courtney: awesome person, great taste in music, awesome personality, wish we could talk more often during class. David staller=dickweed, i have no problem saying this, david is a bully and a self-centered prick. Laura is cool, but when paired with merle ats like a complete dumbass. Merle: is that how you spell her name? what kind of name is merle? whatever, cool, but seems pretty superficial. Joe/nick seem like really cool guys, the only two ive found in school so far that seem to know as much as if not more than me about computers, really like to discuss computers with them sometime outside of T8. Kat: cool person, but she will never ifnd my myspace now that i have deleted it and i am glad of that. Jimmy: you seem cool, it was awesome when you flipped out at madame, but those animal sounds are getting old. Thats about it, frnehc class sucks but there are some cool people in my class who all decide on one thing, THEY ALL HATE FRNECH. Tommorows lunch, i hope you enjoyed this post, i think if your in my class youll understand it much better, if oyur not in my french class thank whatever you beleive in that you were not sent to hell, a few decades early.
Peace
Nick
Ps. if i said "nick , keepin it real," or eufouria keepin it real at the end of the post would that be too cheesy? ill post my decision tommorow/
7 comments:
hello my son. it is time we decided on what to do about those damn penguins. i shall need your help ere' the end.
-LUCas
helllllo! A Lovely poste here, A perfect description of the class, i'd say. this post pretty much made my day. hey dude, we need to do godtower again!!! YARrrrrrrgh
love, kira
wondeful post! You really capture the essence of our generation in just a few paragraphs! It is a pleasure to see such work being done. I agree with your statement about Evan being awesome and being a good friend. i have known him for 15 years and he has never not been there for me. He is really clever, funny, articulate and not to mention possesing smashing ood looks! Seriously keep up the great work, this is really a class act, someone not affraid to tell it like it is (not in the O'Reily Factor way) instead of just talking behind peoples backs like so much of us do. Keep up the good work
k evan
nicky your posts are awesome, and you do a good job on each one so keep up the good work
ps adam buffery can blow me
just to clearify...im not "blowme"....copy and paste this link , im not writing what i had to say again...
http://www.rockinthebury.com/index.php?option=com_smf&Itemid=77&topic=326.new#new
adam buffery
this comments section is a mess,
i know who did it, im not realy suprised,
let's all just put this behind us and move on
Nick
Hey nick, I don't know you all that well, except for Mrs. Kalmbach's class in 8th grade, but from my point of view, this thing is pretty damn funny. Just letting you know you got one more fan.