I lied.
Trying to get seniors to move in straight alphabetical alternating boy/girl lines in an orderly fashion? Is evidently a whole lot like herding cats. Evidently graduation will be at Featherland even if it's pouring, rather than inside in one of the gyms or something, which is probably just as well because I'm sure the squishiness of trying to get ridiculous quantities of people in a small location would be just as bad as the squishiness of mud and rain and all that jazz. I hope it doesn't rain.
Senior barbecue was rather disappointing. I think less than half of the seniors were there, and the food was disappointing, especially the watermelon which my brother discovered bent, rubberlike, in all directions. (The fruit as well as the rind.) Which I don't think watermelon is supposed to do. Also, everyone ate inside in spite of the beautiful weather. Yes, I did too, because I'm a sheep. Shut up.
Also, if you block yourself on AIM, you can still send yourself messages. Um, not that I have any reason to know this. This sentence no verb. -- I really need to find something to do, huh?
Trying to get seniors to move in straight alphabetical alternating boy/girl lines in an orderly fashion? Is evidently a whole lot like herding cats. Evidently graduation will be at Featherland even if it's pouring, rather than inside in one of the gyms or something, which is probably just as well because I'm sure the squishiness of trying to get ridiculous quantities of people in a small location would be just as bad as the squishiness of mud and rain and all that jazz. I hope it doesn't rain.
Senior barbecue was rather disappointing. I think less than half of the seniors were there, and the food was disappointing, especially the watermelon which my brother discovered bent, rubberlike, in all directions. (The fruit as well as the rind.) Which I don't think watermelon is supposed to do. Also, everyone ate inside in spite of the beautiful weather. Yes, I did too, because I'm a sheep. Shut up.
Also, if you block yourself on AIM, you can still send yourself messages. Um, not that I have any reason to know this. This sentence no verb. -- I really need to find something to do, huh?
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Date: 2004-05-27 08:33 pm (UTC)At my graduation, we walked alternating boy/girl according to height. And of course, none of the girls knew how tall they would be in their shoes. So that was fun. Your school's way is better.
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Date: 2004-05-28 12:49 pm (UTC)One of the administration types in charge of this affair has told us all repeatedly to wear sensible shoes 'cause it's going to be muddy. I think I'm going to wear sandals anyways, just because. Also we have about half a dozen extra girls who just get stuck in at the end of the line, which should be interesting, especially since all the girls are wearing white and the boys blue so it'll be really obvious. :P (Quick, fail out six of the girls!)
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Date: 2004-05-28 01:12 pm (UTC)Also, what the heck is it with putting girls in white? We did that too. I mean, I know our colors were green, white and yellow, and white was a better choice than yellow. In the end, most of the girls looked washed out.
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Date: 2004-05-28 01:39 pm (UTC)The white won't be great what with the mud and wetness and stuff too... ugh. Ah well. And now I have to stop typing and actually go graduate. :P
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Date: 2004-05-28 07:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-28 12:46 pm (UTC)I sent you an email where the last paragraph was like the Spanish Inquisition with respect to creative writing stuff, but then I talked to Ms. Wong today and she said that my stuff was living in a pile on her apartment floor (...) and she'd been planning on mailing it or something -- which I figure may also apply to you, so just passing the word on. *shrugs*