For the first time in 12 years there are no bus changes.
Desktop Publishing: There isn't a soul in the class I would willingly spend time with, that being said I am eternally glad we're on Dells and Windows 2000 instead of XP or else I'd drop the class. Okay, so I need it to graduate [computer requirement] but that's the only thing holding me to it. We're going to use Quarkx, Microsoft Frontpage and Adobe Photoshop 6. The first one is tolerable, barely so. The second is attempting to convince me that slitting my wrists isn't such a bad idea and Photoshop is the only saving grace out of the whole kit and kaboodle. Quarkx and Frontpage are webpage-making programs for those who aren't willing to just code it longhand [a la me] and well, they piss me off in my elitist sense or righteousness. Honestly, who died and said you could cheat like that? Next thing you know it’s going to be drag and drop and the whole world will come crashing down at my feet. [I never used Geocities and their lovely drag and drop. I was hardcore Angelfire baybee.]
Language Arts: Kate is in my class!!! WEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee. There are also other cool people and then the other 90% of the class. Le sigh. It should be interesting. Our textbook is about 2 inches thick and mine’s dying. But I promise to love it like my very own, even if that means a lot of tape in-between us. I’m sure our love can overcome anything, and everything. I need to finish my “autobiographical poem” to read in front of the class come Monday. Also some new kids in that class, should prove interesting.
Spanish: Okay, first let me say I’m taking third level Spanish. Only two years are required by the state of New Jersey so it’s practically implied that the only reason you’d be in this class is because you want more work, or you’re one of those über ambitious freshman who start off with Spanish 2 so they can take Spanish 5 AP for possible college credits come senior year. I am neither. A sadistic Spanish teacher who thought I should suffer some more, despite missing the finals cut off grade threw me mercilessly into Spanish two last year. Yes, freshman at the high school only need to pass with a C [c. 70s] or so on the finals to get into Spanish 2, 8th graders must get a 90 or above. A rather double standard now isn’t it? Well, I took Spanish 2 last year. I had a crazy dictatorial teacher who assigned monkey loads of homework, gave zeros if you missed one out of the 4 or 5 assignments and tested hard making us earn every last grade we got. I learned a lot and actually liked her by the time the year was through. I could probably fall in love with Hitler if you gave me enough time. u.u;; Okay, maybe not but you get what I mean.
This year my Spanish teacher is, scarily enough, even more strict than Blair was last year. She’ll take of points for talking English in her class. You do it 10 times and there goes 3 points from your final grade. She’s going to assign buttloads of homework. She’s going to test vocabulary using Spanish words and Spanish definitions. I am screwed, wound, twisted, and set to skewer for days. ::sob:: God save the Queen.
US History: My teacher appears to be mad crazy Leftist, which is okay [despite the mad crazy part of it] because I’m rather used to it after my CTY instructor Bill [who was Liberal in the extreme, and emotionally dead but that’s another story.]. This doesn’t stop class from being intimidating. I mean, he compared our workload to the class one level down and um, scary? Yea. But we’ll do a lot of debates and he’ll make fun of and moan about our ultra-Conservative Harvard written textbook [only 1.5”]. I anticipate a lot of work and a lot debatey goodness. There are some conservative ultra-Republicans in my class who were rather aghast at his poking fun of the “Iraqi Liberation” and comparing it to the “Slave freeing” to Liberia way back when. That was basically “hi Liberian peoples, we’re going to desecrate your political system and reinstate our puppet government of white governors so that our former slaves can come home and flourish here, sure hope you don’t mind because… well, too bad if you do.” Oh this’ll be good.
