Chronicle Of A Blog Post Foretold

School was...worse than summer. The AP German/AP Physics one-two combo to start the day is a killer. Considering today's experience, I'm thinking maybe AP Psych is not for me this year...but we'll see. Band was bad (3 months without playing will do that to you), and the new Vegas arrival proved to be unsuitable as a roomy for several reasons:
1. She is a girl, so it's technically impossible.
2. She wore a skull necklace and too much eyeliner today.
3. She spent the whole hour blabbing about how much worse our band is than her old band back in Vegas, saying things like "So you guys don't even do competitive marching?" and "Hope you guys don't suck..."

But there's one good story from today: Mr. Barnett. He does have a portrait of GWB up on the wall, but I can forgive him. In fact, his manner of speaking is rather Dubyaish. He tends to babble a bit and lose his train of thought, and he uses some charming, folksy language. Today he was explaining how economics was not a "hard" science. "You know, the hard sciences are like physics, chemistry, biology. I mean, if I kick the wall, my foot is going to get hurt. That's, you know, Newton's law or something..."

But you know if Barnett ever did choose to kick the wall, the entire school would crumble around him before he got a bruise.