A New Blog Maybe

Now seems like the best time to start this blog.

I'm currently sitting in the computer lab of my school while the English 11 EOC is going on through out the school. This is where they happened to stick my third block class, and I'm definitely not complaining. Actually, my teacher just said that this is where we're staying for the rest of the day. Sweet.

Basically, since about noon, I've been sitting in here surrounded by the rest of my class. We're a relatively small group, there's maybe 15 of us, mostly boys. Have you ever been stuck in a room with 10 fifteen year old boys for three hours? Yeah, I don't advice it. Since noon, I've heard the word "nugget"* several hundred times, seen a violent version of Rock, Paper, Scissors, and watched three boys empty out a backpack, turn it inside out, refill it, and then pout when they got caught before they could put it back.

Some of the kids are playing a word association game, and every now and then, it turns to food. My stomach is growling and I'm stuck here for another half hour. Great.

I'm kind of tempted to start searching lunch boxes, because mine is empty. I'm ready to go home right about now, because boredom is sinking in. I've played several different games on Candystand, and am on the verge of starting a post for RMI, but I'm not creative enough to write my characters at the moment

The boys are back to flipping backpacks inside out. I've been watching mine carefully, but they insist that they can't get me because I'm innocent. I'm not arguing. I quite like my backpack the right way.

Some of the particularly brave students keeping throwing in Teacher's name as they play word association. She's taking it as a joke, and not realizing that we've all thought what they're saying. "Crazy" and "Insane Asylum" are my favorite.

I figure I'll copy an old Hayley G. Hoover thing and add senses to the end of each post.

I heard: the word nugget way too often.
I smelled: whatever was stinking in my living room.
I tasted: half-frozen strawberries during lunch. Yummm.
I saw: the first few minutes of the Eragon movie. I think it's the worst ever book-to-movie interpretation ever. Arya is just disappointing.

*No matter how hard I try, I can't figure out what it means. Basically, they're just using in every way possible. "You can't nugget the nuggeter." "Nugget pass." "You just got nuggetted!"