Aug. 19th, 2004

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...school today. M'a big bad S'more.


Biology was okay.. it was weird, a lot of preps were in there... People I would've never suspected of taking a pre-ap class. Mrs. falls said she'd put us in a seating chart tomorrow, just so she could figure out who we are.

English was cool, we had to leave early for an assembly, but we did this 'snowball' assignment where we answered five questions about ourselves and threw them at the other end of the room, then picked up a random one. I'm pretty sure I got hannah's, especially as for future occupation it said 'missionary' ^_^

assembly was too-long hot and boring:P

third hour was world history, in the art room (they better build that junior high quick) mostly football, basketball, x-ball players and druggies. I mean, it's taught by the new assistant football coach-_-

fourth hour was band-- mr. ray yelled a lot, but played iron man and love the one you're with, in addition to saber dance. ryan's a bit wimpy about even *trying* to play his quads:P

lunch, didn't bother to stay in the cafeteria long, just went to the art room after kelsey said she was thinking about eating there. Mrs. jones seemed rather dismayed at having a lot of us in there:P

fifth hour, math.. Like last year. We sat in the same seats more or less, there were a few people gone, and one new girl (another brittany) but I think sarah's going to get back into that class. Some of them stayed for sixth hour, because they have both geometry and algebra II.

instead of algebra II, I"m in french. Which is taught by our librarian. It was pretty fun--not many people in there, and we spent the hour saying the alphabet^_^ Then, we heard it starting to rain really hard, and she sent T. J. to check on it, and taught us to say that it's raining.. il pleut.. something like that. austin, feel free to check me on this^_^

then it was seventh hour.. I have a feeling it's going to be miserable... It's art II, but mrs. jones has a last hour class with G/T at the elementary, so she has to leave after about ten minutes.. and there's no one else in there. No one.

Any suggestions on a 3-d thing I could do to represent omerta? Or reticentness? We have to do three works on a theme or subject by friday, and I thought that might be a fun thing (I can't help it! My mind was stuck on ff8 stuff.. mini mog and chicobos, and then squall's personality struck me, and I spent the rest of the hour writing omerta with a calligraphy pen. I think one of them will be using pen as a medium, and be a collage of words.. then another would be a painting of solid blocks, very solid and forbidding.. But I'm stuck as to an idea of a sculpture.. I've never done a sculpture@.@

Some suggestions would be good:/ or just ideas that could convey 'silence' or 'pride' or 'honor'

Maybe I should make a mock up of The Godfather book...

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