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Today my father dragged me to the Sage Hill School open house, where I got to see all the shiny things and all the shibby people in all their ultra glory. At first, actually, I was sure I didn't want to go to Sage Hill, because Krista wouldn't be there and that would suck.
I think my first mistake was paying attention to the people who were talking.
My second was finding out that there are virtually no 5-paragraph essays assigned.
The third is my love for learning. God, Mrs. Embree was right. I am a nerd. 0.o One who likes to learn, too. How much geeky-er can I get?
Anyway, for some unknown reason, I decided I want to go to Sage. It actually sounds like a good school. The teachers seem way better than at Uni. And I quote:
Timmy: What's the difference between Geometry and Honours Geometry? Mrs. Embree: The coach who teaches it.
If P.E. coaches teach math, civilization really is coming to an end. T_T
So, ahem, anyway... The English teacher is supposed to be fantastic, and my uncle used to be his dentist before he moved to CA. So that's an added plus. The books 9th graders read seem to be actually intellectual--God forbid. The only thing I laughed at was that in 10th grade you get to read Things Fall Apart which is both evil and politically correct.
The main message of the book is as follows: Die, you evil European bastards who ruined the beautiful African society.
My reply is as screamed: What "beautiful African society"? X.X
History seems alright, and the dude said we get to write a lot in the History class, so hey, that floats my boat. Math, well, although neither Mrs. Embree nor Mrs. Hughes could ever be replaced, it seems to be alright. If the math teacher shows the problems on the TV set, he has to be good. Arts is always nice. Science seems perfectly hunkey-dorey, and definitely better than anything offered at Uni.
Mrs. Embree: I know a science teacher down at Uni who was bragging about how she didn't give a single 'A' out last year.
P.E. is, well...P.E., and nothing can be done about that. >.< Dance counts as both P.E. and an Art, so maybe I should sign up for it, despite how stupid I would look. <<;
And now I must get teacher recommendations. I know Mrs. Embree would love to recommend me, especially since I have about a hundred questions to ask her tomorrow about the math homework. She will definitely be in a happy mood after that. And no, I am not being sarcastic. Mrs. Embree treasures my Algebraic stupidity. .....I hope.
Mrs. Van Dam was out pregnant, so I don't know how she can really recommend me, but oh well. Beg, plead, and promise to buy her baby a present. *shrugs*
In other news, I found out Aiby-chan has been grounded. But she called me, and we talked for two hours. ^________^ Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! It's awesome being able to hear her voice, but I think I get a little absent-minded when I talk to her, because it's just so awesome to actually hear her and know she is real and not just some figment of my imagination.
But unless I put the phone down too soon, she never said she loved me. T_T But I said, "Ai shiteru" and I don't think I sounded completely like an idiot. Pray with me, Blurty. Pray for my immortal soul. Wait. Do I even have an immortal soul? Oh well. Pray for it anyway.
I never fail to find someway to end these blurty entries on a depressing note, do I?
Krista went out to see LotR: Return of the King again with Marie. Feel how loved I am, people. Just feel it.
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