On the last performance of Grease on Saturday night, everyone was crying and hugging each other. They were so upset, they couldn't contain themselves. Sure, I was sad that it was over. I was going to miss the practices, the bruised knees, sore backs, the late nights, the crazy music, and most of all, the adrenaline rush of performing for 2000 people.
But I didn't cry. I gave out a few hugs, but all I really did was sit back on the platform and take it all in. I had just done six shows in three days. I had missed a whole week of school. I had to do the splits 18 times! It took up three months of my life. But I couldn't cry. I know it will hit me soon, I just don't know when that will be.
It's like when you know someone you love is going to die. You make your peace with it ahead of time. It's kind of like a defence mechanism.
The after party was a blast. We all shouted Kelly's lines (wait till you try the chipped beef . . . ), we limboed with streamers, we ate the longest sub ever, and partied like it's 1999.
It was a fitting end to the best production this side of Toronto has ever seen. All that's left to say is, "You must be joking. You'll be stroking . . ."
Chrissy, ed.
Well, well, well. . . so your mother told you you are the most handsome man ever born. Don't take her too seriously! After all, mothers are blind to the hideousness of their children! You dress yourself in all brand name clothes thinking that you look just like a celebrity. . . buddy, give it up. . . you look nothing like Brad Pitt. Sad. . . yes it is. . . but the good news is that if you realize your problem right now you could save yourself from future humiliation. You think any girl who says hi to you is trying to land with you! NNNOOOOO. . . You must realize that like all heroes of great literature, you have a tragic flaw: your arrogance. Now if you had spent more time reading Shakespeare rather than staring in the mirror, you would know that the tragic flaw is what screws the hero! So, do yourself a favour, stop the egomania, and I promise you, you will have way more decent girls coming your way. Thank you.
Braindead2000 (aka antibimbo activist)
We pay $30 each year for our SAC card, agenda, and the ability to participate in school activities. This is something known to our student body. However, what is not generally known, is that some of SAC payment goes to the athletic department, and is the reason why there is no "separate athletic fee."
At the same time there is a separate music fee. The music department gets none of the SAC payment. When we compare the facts of the issue, we learn how incredibly stupid this is.
Some might say, "Where's your school spirit?" I support my school sports teams, however, I also support my school's music program. In competition, our school's music groups (senior strings first place, and best of class) have been shown to succeed more often than our athletic groups (the football team).
The costs to repair musical instruments far outweighs the cost to send teams on buses to play against other schools. This is a prime example of the funding needed in our music program.
On top of that, there are those that do not participate in any athletics at Mac. These people are forced to pay for others' athletic fees.
Thus, I propose that we either increase the SAC fee to include music, or decrease the fee, and create a separate fee for athletics.
Smutton
Jumping contests, screaming incoherantly during lunch, running around asking idiotic questions to people who are simply trying to enjoy their lunches. This sounds almost exactly like a grade 3 or 4 class, doesn't it? However, sadly, these are OACs I'm writing about. And, from what I've seen, it's not just a small group of OACs either. Around half of the OACs this year have the mentality of a stale piece of cheese, or at least that's how they appear. I'm sure that most of these people are not as simple as they look, but I think that the OAC year, and the prospect of going to university next year, is seriously messing with their minds.
The other OACs, who have not resorted to singing (aka yelling) weird songs at the top of their lungs, have their heads buried in books, and cannot sleep due to the stress.
In conclusion, the OAC year is driving everyone insane. I apologise on behalf of my grade (and especially my table) for our idiocy.
See ya!
(Insane and proud) Stoopid Head
Are marks everything? According to all the OAC students, yes. And according to most of the teachers the answer is the same. The pressure is really strong, as university applications were just sent in, and exams, are just around the corner. There is barely room for sleep or socializing, as the projects keep piling up. There is no time for the enjoyability of a subject, because of the pressures put upon a student in the classroom. If a teacher can't understand how much these marks cound, then they should take some kind of course in how to teach. Sure, it's not their job to be our parents, but they could show a little more initiative in doing their job. This is not only a point of view shared by students, but parents, and other teachers as well. This is not just some senseless teacher-bashing, as there are some excellent teachers in this school. However, it just takes one bad teacher to ruin your future, through bias, temperament, and the idea that marks don't count. Please, to any teachers who have many students dropping out of their class; review the way you're teaching, because comparing the size of your class from the beginning of the year to the present, shows significantly how well you teach, and how you're getting through to your student.
Stressed
As we approach the new year, many of us are planning special celebrations to mark the end of the millennium. Others stubbornly argue that the new millennium will not come for another year. But when you think about it, does it really matter? The end of the mellennium is only marked by our own system of measurement. It is different for other cultures, and other religions. Whether the end of the millennium takes place this year or a year later will have little consequence on the future of humanity.
The important thing, however, is that we take this opportunity to look back at our history. Over the past thousand years, we have had many great accomplishments, and many terrible tragedies. We discovered new continents, but had to face the bubonic plague. We have reached the moon, but lived through two world wars. We are now living in a world far more advanced than it was one millennium ago, but we are also facing many new problems. Overpopulation, food shortages, wars, crime, and disease are only a few of them.
In order to survive for another thousand years, humanity must make some drastic changes. We must face our problems, and work together to overcome them. We need to stop fighting each other, and start sharing.
Albert Einstein once said that he didn't know what weapons would be used in World War III, but World War IV would be fought with sticks and stones. This is the future we face if we continue to engage in war. We have the technology and power to destroy ourselves, and it is up to all of us to make sure we never have to use it.
So, when the clock strikes midnight on January 1, 2000, let's all think about the path we want humanity to take as we head into the future. Let's drop our quarrels, even the little ones like whether or not the millennium has ended, and all work together to create a brighter future for everyone.
Nony LaSouris
Yesterday, in the "Happy Room" (room 114), several MacNews members witnessed a unique sight. It was not necessarily a good sight, but it was a sight nonetheless.
"I was just sitting there, when I turned my head, and there it was! It was blinding!" stated long-time MacNews member, Smutton.
Those who were there to see this event occur, were shocked and scared by it. A few people were left in shock, and therefore, unable to comment. Others tried to flush this moment from their minds, in order to continue living semi-mormal lives.
What was this event? I will never forget it as long as I live. I'm scarred for life now.
This sight was Doug's rear end. @$$
(Temporarily blind) Stoopid Head
Why is the sky blue?
Who invented pants?
What is a pokemon?
Do you double dip your chip?
How do they get the caramilk in the caramilk bar?
Is someone at the door?
Is a pokemon a hat?
If so, where can I purchase this hat?
Why does Christmas come only once a year?
Do you count sheep when you go to sleep?
Why are smurfs blue?
What in God's name do you do when there's a fire?
When somebody hits you on the head, right before you go unconscious do you see birdies?
Have you ever seen a talking dog?
Why? . . . Why?
Well I guess I'm out of questions. If you can answer or have any more listless questions. please cummulate them in the MacNews box.
Surly
On Wednesday, December 1, room 130 again saw members of the Macdonald Debating Society. The first debate was on the issue of war, and whether it is beneficial to the progress of humanity. Is this immoral? You bet it is, but as the two opposing teams have shown, it is still a relevant subject. War is a plight of death, destruction and all the worst things in humanity, but is it worth all the benefits we gain from war. Those benefits include: antibiotics, nuclear power, sanitation, and even a teflon frying pan. As the debate concluded with overwhelming majority in favour of "war is wrong," I was still left with unanswered question: if the majority of people think that war is wrong, then why do we allow our governments to send young people to fight and die in wars? Although I was on one of the debating teams, I was somewhat disappointed that this question was left unanswered.
The second debate was on the issue of school uniforms. Do the uniforms strip us from our sense of individualism or do they help reduce harassment in schools? The debate ended in complete deadlock, when the members of two teams resorted to pointing out that some members of opposing team wore "Gap" clothes (no doubt those comments were inspired by brainwashing "Gap" commercials like "Everybody in vests"). So very sad. In the end bothe teams decided to see who could jump higher and the debate ended when Mister Speaker announced that he won the jumping, beauty and the swimsuit contests.
AK-47
P.S. All you need is love.
Reality is finally settling in for all OAC students. In the past week we have received report cards, submitted university applications, submitted grad quotes, and baby pictures.
For most of us, the hardest task has been handing in our university applications. One of the toughest questions that we were faced with was should we go away for university? The cost of just going to university is so expensive these days, never mind living on residence. I'm confident that most of us were pleased with our decisions. Now we just have to sweat it out and wait until we submit our marks.
The grad quotes were also very tough to do. I've got a little advice for everyone graduating next year: beg the yearbook committee to give you more space for your grad quotes because 20 lines just isn't enough. Believe me, I know from personal experience.
It's been a very stressful week, but whenI look back I'll recognize it as one of the best memories of my high school career.
Kidz