Post by starcrossed on Nov 20, 2006 16:11:41 GMT -5
I wrote this down in Government, 7th period - the longest hour of my life. Typed it up upon getting home.
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Oh my god. I actually get so bored in this damn class that I would gladly spoon out my brains with an ice cream scooper if I never had to go to it again.
....Time has actually stopped....
I cling to the hope that in 40 minutes, I can flee this prison and be whisked away to the hospital. There, if I am lucky, a nurse will drop the needle going to be used to draw my blood, then still stick it in me. I'll contract some fatal disease and die happy, knowing I never have to suffer through this boring, pointless class again.
33 minutes left. I wonder what would happen if I swallowed my pencil.
29 minutes left. The mole under my teacher's right eye looks like a blood-bloated tick. Ew.
27 minutes left. I could create a long mechanism out of pencils secured together with elastic bands, with a pencil sharpener blade on the end.. I could then perform impromptu plastic surgery to remove her mole and wart. And maybe her head too.
21 minutes left. I never knew someone could have such a monotonous voice.
15 minutes left. I honestly think that if I shoved a history book down her throat, nobody would try to stop me.
14 minutes left. My chair is squeaky.
13 minutes left. SUCH a craving for Thrasher's french fries.
12 minutes left. What would people do if, out of nowhere, I began construction of a fat voodoo doll in the middle of class?
8 minutes left. I have 28 teeth.
7 minutes left. Isn't it disgusting when someone gets so morbidly obese that they waddle instead of walk? The halves of their butts sort of flump from side to side. Ew.
5 minutes left. Packing up - thank god! I lived!
4 minutes left. I like pie.
3 minutes left. Sawyer is hot.
2 minutes left. Mrs. Ford. Mrs. James Ford. Mrs. Sawyer. Mrs. Sawyer Ford. Mrs. James Sawyer Ford.
1 minute left. FREEDOM IN ONE MINUTE!!!
---BELL---
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Oh my god. I actually get so bored in this damn class that I would gladly spoon out my brains with an ice cream scooper if I never had to go to it again.
....Time has actually stopped....
I cling to the hope that in 40 minutes, I can flee this prison and be whisked away to the hospital. There, if I am lucky, a nurse will drop the needle going to be used to draw my blood, then still stick it in me. I'll contract some fatal disease and die happy, knowing I never have to suffer through this boring, pointless class again.
33 minutes left. I wonder what would happen if I swallowed my pencil.
29 minutes left. The mole under my teacher's right eye looks like a blood-bloated tick. Ew.
27 minutes left. I could create a long mechanism out of pencils secured together with elastic bands, with a pencil sharpener blade on the end.. I could then perform impromptu plastic surgery to remove her mole and wart. And maybe her head too.
21 minutes left. I never knew someone could have such a monotonous voice.
15 minutes left. I honestly think that if I shoved a history book down her throat, nobody would try to stop me.
14 minutes left. My chair is squeaky.
13 minutes left. SUCH a craving for Thrasher's french fries.
12 minutes left. What would people do if, out of nowhere, I began construction of a fat voodoo doll in the middle of class?
8 minutes left. I have 28 teeth.
7 minutes left. Isn't it disgusting when someone gets so morbidly obese that they waddle instead of walk? The halves of their butts sort of flump from side to side. Ew.
5 minutes left. Packing up - thank god! I lived!
4 minutes left. I like pie.
3 minutes left. Sawyer is hot.
2 minutes left. Mrs. Ford. Mrs. James Ford. Mrs. Sawyer. Mrs. Sawyer Ford. Mrs. James Sawyer Ford.
1 minute left. FREEDOM IN ONE MINUTE!!!
---BELL---
