My friends and I congregate in the hallway and talk and chatter with our usual fervor. My History teacher steps out and gestures for us to be quiet.

“There are students inside taking a make-up test, girls, do be quiet.”

“Oh! Sorry, Mrs.—-”

“Quite alright; it’s a make-up test, for make-up girls.”

“*snicker*…Oh, okay Mrs—. We’ll be quieter.”

“Do try, these girls need to think very very hard.”

ego, Athena, orationem habeo te darete. quid est? vah! denuone Latine loquebar?

Ahem, Hello, my good comrades! Do not insult my lack of capitalization, for the good and jolly Romans knew not of such things. Anyways….I have great news! I have sojourned across the vast desserts, the high mountains and deep gorges. I have traversed the paths of thousands. I have crossed the street between my domicilium and the supermarket. And I have found it!!!

The PERFECT Green Tea Ice-Cream! Hurrah! Let us invoke, now the spirits unknown!

Squeeeeeeeee! I’ve got sugar!

And now I’m off with my inebriated penguin, to look for chocolate. His name is Tex.

I’ve decided to create an anti-sheep blog with a couple of me pals. Stay tuned for sheep-themed debauchery.

In other news, I’ve found a giant penguin on the street. I’m currently feeding it maple syrup and watching it get inebriated. Life is full of surprises.

What happens when you add: school + insane teachers + equally insane student + deadlines that make funny sounds when they fly by?

….Tartaros. In other words, I’m in the underworld.

I have test after test, quiz after quiz and presentations thrown in everywhere and a dash of term papers to add a little kick to it all. Need I say more?

Yes. I need. I need a vacation of major proportions! And yet, one could say I’m taking one right now, randomly talking to no one at all. But there are times when school is interesting. Like when a few friends and I discuss our teacher’s latest faux pas or whatnot. I find myself looking forward to lunch each and every day. I usually like class but it seems to be nothing but a monotonous blur and too much information for my “oh so puny” mind to handle. Enough sarcasm, I must get to work before the sheep get me.

I have to lay off of Greek Mythology for a while

I’ve been saying that a lot lately. It is my word, though I actually have no proprietorship whatsoever. But I started it. And when I say, “Gah!”, it usually means I’m going off on a rant again. And here they are.