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tenlittlebullets) wrote2004-03-24 07:31 pm
tenlittlebullets) wrote2004-03-24 07:31 pm
Well.
I, awkward geek extraordinaire, have a date.
New family moved in across the street. Of course my parents invited them over to meet our family, and now I'm to show their daughter (who's about my age and really very pretty) around the neighbourhood a bit, with dinner at the Chinese place up the street. Not technically a date, but according to my brother she was flirting with me. o_O. I think she thinks I'm a little off in the head, but at any rate we both had fun trying to outdo each other on our piano today, and she even sang while I played some Phantom stuff. Hee.
Did I mention she's pretty? Yeah. I am such a sucker for redhead girls.
And ahaha, I think my English teacher loves me. Should probably ask her to recommend me to Simon's Rock once I get the damn application done. All my assignments so far have come back with gushy compliments on my writing style scribbled on the rubric, even for the hideously hyperbolic book review and the really stupid in-class essay on Taming of the Shrew. Apparently actually turning shit in on time can work wonders on one's popularity with the teachers.
However, I'm really fucking sick of English teachers who don't know the rudiments of English grammar. How would they like it if I took the Red Pen of Doom to their rubrics and assignment sheets and handed them back in with things like "effect/affect!" and "this is a declarative sentence; get rid of the question mark" scribbled all over them?
New family moved in across the street. Of course my parents invited them over to meet our family, and now I'm to show their daughter (who's about my age and really very pretty) around the neighbourhood a bit, with dinner at the Chinese place up the street. Not technically a date, but according to my brother she was flirting with me. o_O. I think she thinks I'm a little off in the head, but at any rate we both had fun trying to outdo each other on our piano today, and she even sang while I played some Phantom stuff. Hee.
Did I mention she's pretty? Yeah. I am such a sucker for redhead girls.
And ahaha, I think my English teacher loves me. Should probably ask her to recommend me to Simon's Rock once I get the damn application done. All my assignments so far have come back with gushy compliments on my writing style scribbled on the rubric, even for the hideously hyperbolic book review and the really stupid in-class essay on Taming of the Shrew. Apparently actually turning shit in on time can work wonders on one's popularity with the teachers.
However, I'm really fucking sick of English teachers who don't know the rudiments of English grammar. How would they like it if I took the Red Pen of Doom to their rubrics and assignment sheets and handed them back in with things like "effect/affect!" and "this is a declarative sentence; get rid of the question mark" scribbled all over them?
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