So much happened yesterday that I was too tired to type at this journal. So here goes before I become even more tired from my workout tonight. Gah.


Anyway, yesterday, Kristyn wanted to go shopping with me and when everyone else heard about it, they wanted to come with us too. It was serious shopping party central.

Anni's best friend came over from Tacoma (Julie) and they wanted to join too.

SO.

We went there and shopped for about three hours. Kristyn wanted to shop Christmas presents for her family and friends so she went alone for a while at the beginning. Anni and Julie went off on their own for a while and Reena and I went around looking for boots.

Well, by precisely 11:04 am, I managed to find gloves, boots, one purse, one bag (thus my discovery of my bag fetish. Never really noticed before until everyone kept dragging me away from the bag/purse sections. =_=;) and a Christmas present for Kristyn. Quite a hassle to get Kris's present though...


Me: *looking up at the earrings at Claire's* Hmm... maybe she'll like those... *tries to reach for them* HUMMMMMPPPHHH! Errrgggghhh! Mggggg!

Me: Oh, forget it. *decides to look for a different pair when...*

*Worker comes over with a pole thing*

Worker: Would you like me to get that for you?

Me: Uh... oh... okay then.

*After several minutes of struggling and trying to tell her exactly WHICH earring I wanted*

Worker: okay, here you go! *hands me the earring*

Me, thinking: Hm. Well. It's official Kristyn would NOT like these.

Me: Thanks so much. *waits for the worker to go away so I could put the earrings back, only in a different more reachable place.*


After a considerable amount of time and more phone calls to remind each other where to meet to eat for lunch...


Reena: Lisa! I found the perfect gift for Kristyn!

Me: Really?! *observes the gift* Hm, maybe you're right! I'll go buy it right now!

Me: *happily standing in line when my phone starts to ring* Hello?

Anni: Hey! Are you guys still at Claire's?

Me: Yeah, I'm just gonna buy Kristyn's present now!

Anni: Oh, jeeze! Um...

Me: what? *Turns around to look at the entrance of the store when...* Oh crap.

Kristyn: *waves at me happily* Hey!

Me, thinking: Oh, the one person who HAD to be here!


Thankfully, Anni managed to steer Kristyn away from me while I bought the gift. It took a while to finally track them down (PacSun managed to distract her AND me for a while). Whew! That was a close one.

And now, since I have failed to finish this journal entry before exercising and piano practicing, I am unbelievably tired right now and will go to bed. Part two of the shopping fiasco will continue (maybe) tomorrow.

Mario is back in town! Woohoo!

Me and Reena played it for two hours today. ALMOST made it to the castle. ALMOST made it to saving Princess Peach. I was frickin THIS close!!! Gah. Maybe tomorrow. We shall see.

School is also officially running again. ;_; waaaah! What happened to all the snow?

Reena got a new manfriend.

We found out Reena had a new manfriend.

We found out Reena's manfriend went out with Anni's older sister.

We also found out Reena's manfriend is a gangsta-wannabe asshole from Ethiopia who likes to get into women's pants.


So, today Reena, Anni and I went to go eat dinner and then we found out...

we were to eat WITH Reena's manfriend and co.


*SCREAM*


I never had a dinner more awkward.


Reena: ...so yeah, we're gonna eat together.

Anni and I: uh... okay then.

*goes over to the awaited table with manfriend and co.*

Anni: uh... I don't think there's enough seats for us...

Me, thinking: that's right Anni. Just make excuses so we won't have to sit by them.

EthiopiaMan: Oh, no no. Here, I'll just take this seat here and there! *lifts up seat and hands it across the table to Anni*

Me, thinking: Oh... crap.


This is how our table at dinner was set up.





I swear the conversations at the table were so frigid, I could make popsicles with my glass of orange juice. But at the same time, I spent most of the time trying not to laugh since, well, it was ridiculously awkward. And I tried not to look anyone in the eye for fear of bursting out in inane cackling.

Doesn't mean I didn't study the guy in front of me at the corner of my eye.

If you squinted your eyes the right way, he looked like a mix between Ludacris and P. Diddy only much lighter tone of skin color.


Judging from the stories I hear from Reena, Ethiopia man is EXTREMELY possessive. I mean, this guy listens to her phone conversations. Creep.

Reena said she'd end the relationship (which lasted approximately t-minus four days) around next week just so it wouldn't look so bad. If it were me, I'd never speak to the man ever again when I found out what a leech he was, but Reena's nice. Hopefully, she'll get a MUCH better catch next time.

A quote from Reeena addressed to me:

"Never EVER get a boyfriend Lisa. All they do is give you trouble."

I shalt agree to this. And I shalt also add that there are those that are WORTH the trouble.


HOWEVER!


Man of Ethiopia, you are just not worth Reena's time. Hoser. I hope that the next time you try to attack another victim, you shalt be kneed in the crotch, which I heard was the worst pain possible to the male race.

So... my first thanksgiving break since I've left for college. I must say, it was a very relaxing weekend. I went home. I ate at home. I slept at home. I ate at home... Yup, that was the life.

Disregarding the fact that maybe I packed a few pounds (only a few I swear!) basically I had a grand ol' time being back at home for four days. And the best part besides the food... BARNES AND NOBLES OPENED IN KITSAP MALL!!!!! I was so HAPPY. I think I bought a thousand books there that day we went. It was so HUGE! My dream come true. ^___________^

Then mom and Danny and I went to the movies to see Stranger Than Fiction and surprisingly, I enjoyed it far more than I expected to (even with Will Ferrel's terrible acting ^_^;).

It's strange how before I didn't have time to go and watch movies and now when I'm in college, I'm watching far more movies than I had in a year! Very strange indeed... Take, for example, the ride back to WWU.

We took Kristyn and Kyle along for the road trip back and my goodness... was it the LONGEST trip ever. No, literally. It was long. I think seven hours for us and five hours for them. GAAAAAH! Thank goodness Kyle had downloaded a scammed copy of a movie to entertain ourselves (Go Waterboys!).

I love snow. I really do. But not when we're driving. I had the scariest experience with my dad (who was driving) when we started to fishtail as we drove up our two steep hills. I seriously thought we were going to slide all the way down to Seabeck or something and crash and burn and die. But that was the only scary situation I was put into and since I'm sitting here all cozy, typing away at this journal, I pretty much came out alive.


In other news...


I like how when I come back to school, everyone in the world except me has started a new relationship. My roommate broke up with her manfriend. My two good friends Anni and Reena broke up with their manfriends. And now they all have either a real relationship or a potential relationship. urg.

And little old me? Yeah, NOTHING in this block. T_T;

My goodness!

I never knew I wouldn't update until... until...

UNTIL I WENT TO COLLEGE!


And yet here I am. Sitting in my dorm. Typing away at my new desktop pc. On this god forsaken site I haven't visited since my highschool days.


College life actually isn't so scary, despite my initial fear and nightmares of it. I met my dormmate and her family on my move-in day. They are so nice! Me and my dormmate aren't exactly best friends for life but we're getting along a-okay.

So much is happening here! I'm so used to doing one big thing in a day and doing nothing else for the rest of that day. But I'm doing things in a day that I would normally do in a week! Gah! Never a dull moment here, really.

Friday was probably the most eventful day yet. It was the first friday so all the freshman were going party crazy. The music was going on til two in the morning. Kristyn, Nicole (Kristyn's new friend she made at her dorm) and I went exercising that afternoon, then I had dinner with some of my floormates (I laughed so hard... I will never look at ice cream the same way again). My floormate, Akiko, has a black hole stomach to sweet things. She took two plates of dessert and then a huge and I mean, HUGE scoop (or should I say three scoops) of ice cream. It was a frickin MOUNTAIN!

And the funny thing was, the reason why we decided to have dinner together was so that we could walk down and get ice cream afterwards.

But!

While we walked down (which took thirty minutes! and forty minutes back! My year's worth of exercising drained that day) we came across this weird perverted hobo-ish guy with creepy sunglasses. Note: it was dark and it was downtown Bellingham. Creeps are bound to appear somewhere.

Anyway this is how it went...

SunglassCreep starts heading toward us with open arms.

The four of us girls look at him with, "What the heck?" expressions.

SunglassCreep, whilst coming towards us: Whoa, there are a bunch of f*cking girls out tonight.

Us, thinking: Oh my god...

Us, link arms and edge away from him quickly.

Later, after we distance ourselves enough for comfort.

Us: *looks at each other*

Me: Did he say what I think he just said?

Everyone else: *nods their heads in agreement*


When we reached our destination (Mallard's ice cream. Their lemon cheesecake ice cream was soooo good.) we heard sirens going off.

Us, thinking: Hmm... maybe the guy got caught. Bastard.


So. Like I said. Exhausting. And that was just one day too!

Wow, two months of writing absolutely nothing...

that's the trouble with me and journals of any sort... I get lazy after a while and I pitter off to do something "more interesting" (which is really doing nothing at all.)

Anyway, spent some very useful time in Physics today.

Playing games. =_=;

Stupid bell, if it hadn't rung, I would've beaten my high score! gaaah, I've spent weeks trying to beat it... <-- notice how this is the extent of my highschool drama. Am I the only one who finds it plausible that I didn't have anything to write these couple months?

Oh, but I am learning some very useful things in Senior Social Studies... (it's our STD unit ^_^;)

God... I don't think I ever want to get pregnant. How about I just rip out my organs and adopt kids when I feel like it? The world has enough problems as it is with population growth.

Did you know...

that more than 100 million times today humans have sex?

yeesh, makes it sound like we're at it like bunnies... =_=;;;

or how about

that at least 350,000 people will get disease from their partners?

or

1/2 million women today will get pregnant unintentionally?


ugh... kinda makes you lose faith in humanity huh?



oh well, contraception is MUCH better nowadays... rather than the dark ages... where condoms were made from sheep intestines and fish skins >_<; bleeaaagh. times like this I'm terribly glad I live in the 21st century.


so my message for the people out there?


It's a dangerous world. Be prepared and use protection!!!

Blarg... I hate going to the dentist.

For the rest of the day my mouth tasted like fluoride and sand paste. My dentist didn't even give me a choice of which flavor I wanted for my foamy 30 second fluoride suck wash.

Oh well, at least it wasn't grape. I would've barfed then... T_T;


After the dentist me and mommykins went shopping for Valentine's day. Got some really nice chocolate at the Kitsap Mall and then went to Target and bought some clothes.

I didn't buy (or MOM buy is more accurate... =_=; I need to get a real job...) any jeans this time since the pair I was wearing then was the exact same ones they were selling now. Bugger...

But I did buy vintage t-shirts! Woohoo!

And then this really cute "milk-maid" poofy shirt.


Except me and my "milk-maid" poofy shirt had some problems yet to face.


It all happened when I was trying to introduce the shirt to my body (which everyone knows that it tends to carry a... fair amount of baggage).



Me: *as soon as I get home I try on the shirt* Thinking: Oh this is so gonna fit snug and good and I'll have all the men traili--

Me: *gets stuck halfway into the shirt* Oh... crap

Me: *struggles in getting shoulders in* c'mon, comeon...

Me: *manages to get shoulders in but a certain part of the anatomy refuses to cooperate* Oh for--

Me: *tries to pull shirt all the way down* Uugh... fit, you! *starts hopping around whilst still trying to pull shirt down*

Me: Bah! Forget it! *gives up and fumes in front of the mirror*

Me: *glares at reflection* ...I hate you...


I told my mother about my predicament (after spending another fifty thousand hours pulling it back off) and she was kind enough to return it and come back with a larger size.

But it wasn't over...



Me: *holds up the shirt* Okay, it's GOTTA fit this time! Otherwise... no more junkfood for another five years.

Me: *about to put shirt on* Thinking: Oh, much more spacier than the first... maybe it'll actually fit--

Me: *gets stuck* ...I thought too soon.

Me: *gets shoulders in better than last time but...* Noooo! Not again!

Me: *is able to pull shirt over completely after five minutes of struggle* Guh...

Me: *glares daggers at the mirror*

Me: ...DAMN my ample bosom.


So reason why I can't get into the frickin shirt is because of my frickin...!


=_=;;


A message to the girls who complain that they have nothing on their upper body:

Believe me, it really isn't worth your time. Just because you're in America doesn't mean that everything is better if its bigger.




Hope you have a nice Valentine's Day everyone. ^_^;

Let me just state this:

Life really sucks nowadays when you don't have electricity.

Especially when one doesn't have gas for cooking stuff and a generator to... uh, generate stuff. =_=;

But I felt most sympathetic to those who had a well as their H20 resource and therefore were unable to attain any water.


But yes, our house lost electricity and I was up and awake and doing piano when it happened. Ugh, the lights were all flicking on and off and the wind was literally knocking on our door and I seriously thought the rain was gonna blow through the roof and kill us all with machine gun droplets.

So, like I said, I was practicing for the Audition from Hell the next day at 12:51 AM (i looked at the clock right before our main resource for survival zapped out) and after the lights went out, we had to use the old fashioned, stone age method of playing by the candlelight. And believe me, it isn't as cool as it sounds.

And I had lost my glasses somewhere in the dark abyss and so my vision wasn't exactly 20/20 at the time.

BAAAARG!


The Audition from Hell at UW was alright. Tree branches were strewn all over the place though (the roads I mean, not inside the U.) and my dad had to repeatedly amble out of the car, kick away the branches and amble back inside. bleg.

I think I was the first one to play for the piano section. 10:00 AM. Probably doing it at this insane hour just because I'm going to be a freshie. T_T;

I thought it was going to be on stage in the huge, dark, ominous auditorium but instead, I was taken to a small room. It was tiny enough to be some professor's office but also large enough to fit in two grand pianos. o_0; dang. I wonder how they fit it through the door...

I was totally stressed out. Hands were jerky and shaky and horrible. *I* was horrible. I heard a lot of the other people in the practice rooms and for a long time I had absolutely NO idea what the heck I was doing there. Crazy...


It was strange though... and my mother knew one of the judges (there were three). I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing until after the audition.


Me: *standing in front of the judges* ...and um yeah, that's what I'm going to play. and... yeah. uh... *feels incredibly stupid*

Judge1: *adjusts her glasses and smiles politely at me* Alright, go ahead and start with whatever.

Me: okay! *practically jumps into my seat*

Judge2: *starts writing stuff down immediately*

Me, thinking: what the heck, I haven't even touched the keyboard yet! Did I break some presenting and bowing rule of somekind?

Judge3(the one my mother "knew"): *back is towards me, sitting in a chair and reading over something at a desk*


After Song 1 finishes...


Judge1: *adjusts her glasses again* okay Lisa, play your Beethoven now...

Me: *panics a moment* Thinking: holy crap, I have to play something from Beethoven. This must be some kind of mistake! I'm not doing any-- oh... my sonata. Riiiight.

Judge2: *continues writing*

Judge3: *looks over his shoulder then scribbles something down*


In the middle of Song 2...


Me: *getting into the music, arms are flowing, fingers flying*

Judge1: Okay, you can stop now.

Me: *moment is shattered and my fingers jump off the keys* uh...

Judge1: you can start your next piece now.

Me: *tries to get used to the fact that she stopped me because of the time(?)*


In the middle of Song 3...


Me: *getting into the music, head flying back, fingers moving furiously*

Judge1: Lisa, stop. Okay, you're done. Have a nice day!

Me: *finds this all sort of sudden* Thinking: huh?

Me: oh... Thinking: hey, I'm done! I'm free!!!

--Outside--

Mom: So how was it?

Me: I'm never doing anything like that ever again!

Mom: Remember you have two more.

Me: Uuuggghhh don't remind me

Mom: Oh that reminds me,

Mom: Remember the male judge?

Me: I'm trying not to remember anything

Mom: *ignores my cynicism* I know him!

Me: *groans* Oh, please stop before it gets worse

Mom: *brushes aside my moans, groans and protests, and continues* He was Irene Bowling's teacher at UW. We saw him perform twice at her studio!

Me: Funny how I don't remember any of this... wait, hang on... it's coming to me in fuzzy shapes...

Mom: *laughs* I remember me and Chieko-sensei(my ex-karate teacher) went up to him and felt his hands saying, "ooooh, so THESE are piano player's hands."

Me: *stares at her, mouth open* You what?!

Mom: It was so nice... rough around the

Me: Mom just STOP! *runs away from her with hands over ears towards the car* Lalalalaaa! I can't hear anything!!! What you're saying is my schizophrenic other and not you! Lalalaalaaa!



Really now...

I don't even know how many times she's embarrassed me like this. =_=; I lost count at age three.



Here's another thing.


After first semester ended, I have this firm belief that all my opportunities and chances of getting into a nice college(Western) were shot to hell with a bunch of missiles, I kept awaiting a letter, e-mail or phone call(from Western) rejecting my sorry little bum out of there because my semester grades were so frickin terrible.

I kinda accepted this fact with a calm dreadedness.

So today I come home, have a snack and then decide to take a short(yeah right) nap. Then I wake up to my mother, saying that there was someone for me on the phone from Western.

I was still half asleep so it didn't occur to me that it could be about my rejection. So I took the phone without complaint and answered it...


Me: ...hello?

Speaker: Hello there! Are you Lisa Nakahara?

Me: Er, yes...?

Speaker: I'm calling from Western Washington University in regards to...

Me: *dawns on me at this point* Thinking: Oh my god... here it comes... Goodbye Western and my perfect future plan. Hello refridgerator box in the Seattle garbage dump.

Speaker: In regards to your visitation here!

Me: ...what?

Speaker: Have you ever visited to Western?

Me: well, once, but not on an actual tour...

Speaker: Well great! We have the perfect opportunity to let you have one!

Me: Uh... okay then.


It turns out, they were only calling, wondering if I was interested in attending their meeting for Freshies and Newbies where they explain to us the works and wonders of life in Western and all that jazz.


I feel like a person who thought they had cancer, but found out it wasn't cancer at all and that they're in perfect health. Jeezus, I thought I was gonna have a heart attack or something....


o_o; That was way too close of a call...


Heart: *ba-BUMP ba-bump ba-BUMP ba-bump*

OMFG HOLY CRAP IT'S SNOWING!!!!!




...ugh, nevermind. =_=;;

Ugh, I feel terrible.

I swear my headaches just keep growing by the minute. And the dang painkillers aren't working either. I think it's stress.

There's so much pressure in my brain that I'm afraid of waking up one day with an egghead or something. Or better yet, without one as during the night it exploded without my awareness. blarg.


I just had a paino lesson with the Ogre. barf.

I don't know why but it seems everything in the world at once wanted to take my Sunday away and prevent me from ACTUALLY finishing all my makeup work which I STILL have to do. First of all, I had a writing tutor gig (my mom set me up with one without telling me last week... or wait, I think I already told you people that... well, here's the 1001th time.) from 3:30 to 4:30. Then soon after that was done, I was carted off to Ogre-gene's house where she made me do 45 minutes of "warming up" on the piano while she had a conference with my mom (it was conference week). What made me angry was the fact that she kept assuring me it was only going to take ten to twenty minutes.

So I'm sitting at that piano, "warming up" by practicing all my songs. And even though they were in the other room, it was hard to practice because she kept guffawing every two minutes! You don't know how tempted I was to escape through the backdoor.

By the time she came back out, I had already practiced out basically everything we had to go over and was tired. My fingers protested against more practice literally since they kept freezing up and refusing to play it the right way when I had to perform it in front of her.

AAAAGGGHHH!

I had to stay there until 6:30. It was a nightmare.


And even though she keeps reassuring me that my Beethoven's ready for Solo and Ensemble, I still think otherwise.


Uuurrrggg... no more piano! I can't take it anymore!


So if anyone reads this, you'll know why I'm going to be a bit spiteful tomorrow.




The only bright thing that happened today is that the Seahawks are going to the superbowl! My dad was fortunate enough (or unfortunate ^_^;) to tell me eight times.

Ugh, being a procrastinator is such a pain...

I have fifteen million projects due in Creative Writing, and if I don't do them, I fail the class with flying colors.

I have five million essays to rewrite for AP Lit, otherwise, I fail the class.

If I don't find a way to get my Physics grade up somehow, my parents are going to strangle me.

If I don't find a way to get my Calculus grade up somehow, I'll strangle myself.

AND

If I can't polish ALL THREE of my piano pieces by the end of this month, I am royally screwed and will not be going to college and will be living in the ghetto part of town instead and inhabit a refridgerator if lucky.



Urg... why do I have to PROVE I learned anyway?

...nevermind. That was a stupid question, even for a rhetorical one. yeesh.



On the other hand, the Pride and Prejudice DVD comes out February 28th! I'm so excited!!! That is, if I can live till that time... T_T;


bleh, this makes me wanna join the mafia or something.

Mickey Z People Iced: Thirty Five Car Bombs Planted: Nineteen Favorite Weapon A Candlestick Arms Broken: Thirteen Eyes Gouged: Fifteen Tongues Cut Off: Ten Biggest Enemy: Shakey Fingers Stevey Get Your HITMAN Name

You Failed the US Citizenship Test

Oops, you only got 4 out of 10 right!

wow... i suck.

maybe I'll move to Canada... I heard they were nice enough to accept people dumb enough to not know about their own country. =_=;

Now I gotta go and do my work (after I check my email... and spend twenty more hours on the net) since the apocalypse -- I mean, the end of the semester is careening towards us. I really hope Western doesn't reject me because my first semester grades were so bad...



In other news...


I was terribly offended when I was walking in the horribly crowded hallway when some random stupid jerk said, "Move the f--k out of the way, b--ch."

Seriously. I was so pissed I was about to start nuclear warfare right there in the crowded mass of people. But I didn't. That guy better appreciate the fact that I didn't use my AP Lit book to knock the shenanigans out of him... a--hole. And that AP Lit book is dang heavy too.



But I had sushi today so it's all good. I'm so easily won over... it's sad. ^_^;

since I will obviously not update properly because I'm such a lazy bum, I'll just do this =_=;

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woohoo! no more school for two weeks!

Okay.

NOT that I'm bragging or anything...


BUT....




I GOT ACCEPTED TO WESTERN WASHINGTON UNIVERSITY!!!!!!





HA! Nothing can ruin my day now. I thought today was going to be the most crappiest day in the world (because I had cramps and because I have all these assignments to finish and tests to study for) but holy crappola I GOT ACCEPTED INTO A COLLEGE!!! And not just ANY college. WESTERN WASHINGTON!!! One of my TOP CHOICES!!! I didn't even see it coming... wow.

I love today.

And now, I must get ready for the FAFSA meeting today. Jerica's gonna be presenting something (which is the only reason why I'm going. Probably leave halfway too if its too much of a bore.)




....watch this, WWU is going to check up my name again and find that this whole "acceptance" thing is a big mistake and send me a letter of rejection the very next day.


.....


nn, oh well. I still got the acceptance letter. I never even dreamed that I'd get one of those. ^___________^;;



o_0;;


Again, wow.

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haha... i'm such a bad person...


had choir concert today. bleah.

my dress made my whale blubbery love handles stick out like... well, handles. ugh. but at least i did pretty good accompanying those two songs lundberg "asked" me to do. haha, and the funny part was when I had to turn the pages for this one other accompanist (I think she's a foreign exchange student...) and since her accent was strong she sounded angry when I placed my hand on the page to get ready to turn it for her.


Me: *finishes playing one song, then moves over to the other side of the bench so Ohlma could sit in it.*

Ohlma(isn't that the shnazziest name?): *sits down*

Me, thinking: uh-oh. she's taking up a lot of space for such a small person. *half my butt's hanging out of the bench... terribly embarrasing*

Ohlma: *starts playing beautifully*

Me: *follows along and then starts to put hand on page to get ready to turn it*

Ohlma: *sees my hand* NO! Not yet!

Me: *jumps a little at her sudden exclamation* Oh... I was just... uh, getting ready...

Ohlma: *keeps on playing*

Me, thinking: oh man, I think I annoyed her... =_=; great.


Throughout the whole song, I had to keep edging away from her since she had to play so many high notes. And since, obviously, my arms aren't very skinny and delicate, I had to maneuver in some strange way to avoid her hands which were traveling faster and higher up the keys whilst turning the stupid flimsy pages without flipping them all over the place. blarg. what an adventure.

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Physics in fourth period was probably the most stressful period I had ever had to sit through.


Mr. Birkenfeld was pissed and I mean PISSED. After shouting at us for about fifteen minutes on how our grades for our latest labs and take-home quiz was crap, he went over to the corner of the room to put in all our "bull crap papers" inside our little cubby boxes and kicked a chair out of anger.

Just about scared the living pants off of me.

Wait... that doesn't work... I was wearing a skirt today!


Anyway, so Homework Nazi strikes again!


Me and Kate were really sweating through that class. We hadn't done the homework he had assigned on Friday and at the beginning of the class, he demanded that he would go around and check everybody's and depending on if he liked you or not, he would embarrass you in front of the whole class. If he saw that I hadn't even STARTED on it, I didn't even know if I could survive that period.

Never was I so motivated to do my homework.

My grandma... or someone wise in my family (ha! an oxymoron!) always said: "If bribery doesn't work, then motivate by anger/threats/weapons... whatever makes your victim pee their pants in fright."


But I haven't even gotten to the best part yet.



After kicking that chair out of our planet's orbit, he fumed, pacing around the front of the classroom like a seething gorilla and started on detailing exactly HOW BAD THOSE PAPERS WERE. Dear god...



PhysicsHomeworkNazi: *bellows at us, veins bulging, spittle flying everywhere* ...And some of you didn't even ATTEMPT to do the cover page. THE COVER PAGE PEOPLE! How hard is it to type out your name, date, period, lab station and title?! HUH? TELL ME PEOPLE!

Me: *bites lip* Thinking: Holy macaronis, I'm one of those people...

Me: *looks at Kate*

Kate: *looks back at me at the same time*

PHWN: What? Are you just being lazy? Or do you just do it the night before? I'm telling you, if this is the kind of CRAP you'll turn in, we'll just not do lab anymore. And this class will SUCK if there's no lab.

Me: *at this point, I wanted to do nothing but find the smallest hole in the room and hide in it for the rest of my life.*

PHWN: *sighs at us in disappointment* I don't understand you guys... WHY are you doing this? It's only twenty minutes of your time. TWENTY MINUTES. *looks at all of us* And I bet a million dollars a lot of you DIDN'T do this homework so I'm gonna check EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM.

Me: *bites lips and tries hard not to contain sheepless laughter.* Mmf... *tries not to make eye-contact with Kate for fear of bursting out in fear-impelled laughter*




In fact, it reminded me of Jerica when she started laughing at angry Mr. Platten's face when we tracked grass into his classroom.


Mr Platten: *fumes at her* Why did you have to come in here and track grass all over the carpet, huh?

Our group (consisting of me, Jerica, Katie and I think Mallory): *all look guiltily down*

Jerica: *starts reading a note she got from a friend*

Mr. Platten: *sees her reading it* PUT THAT NOTE AWAY!

Everyone in the classroom: *giggles a bit*

Jerica: *spurred by the giggles(I think...) starts laughing a little herself* ha ha ha... ha..

Mr. Platten: *gets even more annoyed and angry* What's so funny?!

Jerica: *giggles timidly and helplessly* hee hee... I can't help it.

Jerica: I laugh when I'm scared. Hee hee...

Everyone: *burst out laughing*



Now that I've gone through PHWN's spiel, I must say, there's some justice in Jerica's words.



Sometimes you get so scared, all you want to do is start laughing out loud.






It took just about everything in me not to snort. I was very proud of myself.





In the end, he didn't check the homework. Only gave us a quiz/just kidding, it's only a worksheet. I was so relieved and all of a sudden very weary.

Hopefully, Mr. Moody Moose isn't too moody tomorrow. I will never miss a homework in his class ever again.