Day 2

Half days suck.

What’s the point in coming to school for 20 minutes each period? Especially when all the teachers try to fit 40 minutes of material into that 20 minutes.

Anyways, here we are.

How about those cap and gown orders? Could they have made them anymore confusing? It’s like trying to decode some ancient alien message. Who knew all it took to turn a senior class into chaos was a sloppy order form.

Drew’s looking especially scholarly today. He’s rocking the Bates quarter zip with his fancy spectacles. Meanwhile, trendiest style’s got on sweats and a t-shirt. But hey, that’s just my opinion. “Why do you always make fun of me?”, trendiest style whines over my shoulder.

Speaking of confusing, try following some of Eipp’s homework assignments. One page of paper for two problems? Good luck with that.

Schmidt’s sippin’ on his lean purple drank. Too bad he still can’t manage to drink it without spilling it everywhere.

Our volleyball team is destroying. I went to the game yesterday, and even though I wasn't sure what was going on, I knew they were killing Ogden's Berg, or whoever they were. Go support ‘em Saturday at Saranac.

BAM