My God where are the smart people in this place? I swear, the kid's in my school, are worse than...someone really really dumb! My history teacher, is cool, but the kids, oy vey. Here's a common convo in the class:
Idiot1: "how'd you do on the test?"
Idiot2: "really good"
Idiot1: "so did I, I got a 12/50, you?"
Idiot2: "man you're really smart, I got a 8/50"
(Freek's note: Upon proofreading EB's rant, I decided to keep the Idiot quotes the way they were, to emphasize their idiotdom. Thank you.)
This amuses me on two levels, one, these are two of the smarter people, and two, a 8/50 is improper grammar, so nut's to them...morons!...or in their case idiots! I mean, I don't expect everyone to be like me, and be able to throw together a project or paper the night before it's due and get at least a C, but damn! You see where I'm going with this, right kids? I mean, people who say that unusual is a big word, that's not a big word, supercalifragilisticexpyaludosious is a big word! Some people, I don't even want to finish that vicious thought.
As if that wasn't enough, now we have inmates running the asylum. Now I know this subject makes Freekboy a little queasy, and the wuss will probably edit this out (or at least the part where I called him a wuss) (Freek's note: No, please proceed!) but now we have psycho substitutes. Let good 'ol Earlybird paint a picture for you, it's the middle of March, you're in the last class of the day, and you have a sub who appears to be a cool guy. You come in, he's cutting jokes (I'm prohibited from mentioning the name by a certain "freek") watching tv, and in general being cool. Then as usual, the idiots in my classes tend to be themselves, and be idiots or jerks (respectively), and get too loud. The one thing the guy asks the people not to do, they do it. He yells, and he accidentally yells in some girls ear. This leads to a verbal altercation between them, where he shoves her! And I thought the kids were dumb! This guy pushes a high school girl. That is not only begging to be fired, but begging for a suit! Think sir, think!
More idiotic news, local dork Chris S*****(censored his name for you Freeky man) wears his backyard wrestling T-shirts to school. Sigh, I'm officially ashamed of my home town...
All right kiddies, I know it pains you, but I'm out. But before I go, Freek-o add me to that e-mail contacts thingy, so all my fans can tell me how great I am.
Peace out, and stay cool
EB(for you idiots, that's Earlybird)
I just had to put my two cents in on this topic. Now, I'm in EB's class (the one he mentioned) and I do remember this situation well (it's hard to forget). I must agree with EB's comments about me on the situation: I DID get a tad queasy while reading that part. Now, I don't have too much to add about describing the situation, as EB did so just fine, but here goes anyway. Cue Freek's POV of the situation! The "psycho substitute" (whom we'll call Crazy Ivan) did start off as a nice person. EB and I did our work quietly, the other students were getting a tad rowdy (they usually do), and Ivan was watching TV. Later on, when Ivan wanted order, he pulls a Jekyll and Hyde and goes to the exact opposite extreme, becoming Craaaaaaaaazy Ivan and starts yelling and being mean and all in all, not being a very happy camper. Yes, mass chaos did occur, and I was traumatized. The girl that EB mentioned started crying and another girl took her to the office, whereafter Crazy Ivan left, and, naturally, the others started talking about it. EB and I, on the other hand decided to try and be neutral on the subject, erase the transpiring events out of our brains, and get back to our work. However, when a fellow student came up to us and asked us, "You saw that, right?", we just had to answer, "Yes, we sure did!" and take the side of our fallen comrade (so to speak). Crazy Ivan did come back to get his briefcase, more than likely apphauled by the fact that we would all take the side of the student, and left. We never again saw him to this day.
Now, about EB's Chris S***** comment (Note, since most of the people that EB thinks are stupid are named Chris anyway, Chris S***** shall be known as Chris1). I did witness Chris1 wearing his stupid-looking backyard wrestling shirts. As I have mentioned in the past, EB and I also share the same Study Hall period, and we are talking near the door one day, where at this point, Chris1 decides to pass by and have a short conversation with EB. Here is the short conversation (Please note: I will replace real names with fake names in parenthesis).
Chris1 (in high-pitched kind of dorky Matthew Broderick-type voice): Hey, (Earlybird), are you coming to math class today?
EB: No, (Chris1). Study block is frozen today.
Chris1: Oh, I didn't know that. We don't get announcements! (does a dorky laugh and leaves)
Me: Who was that?
EB: That was (Chris1).
Me: THAT'S (Chris1)? The infamous (Chris1)?
EB: Yep.
Me: Wow. He was wearing a (Chris1's backyard-wrestling thingy name) shirt.
EB: He was?
Me: Yeah. He's a dork.
That was the conversation, from how I remember. I do think that Chris1 is a dork. I think that anyone who wears a shirt with a logo of the backyard wrestling thingy he owns and sounds like a whiney Matthew Broderick is a dork.
Now, from what I understand, EB's classmates are idiots. This is completely understandable. These are the kind of people who would not only do bad in school, but (if they had heard of this) would also sit at home and repeatedly listen to Frank Zappa's "Apostrophe" on a loop until they memorized all the words ("Apostrophe" is an instrumental). Well, that's my two cents.
Domo Arigato
Freek Wallace