Overheard on the Stairs

While coming downstairs from science class, the guy behind me was talking to his friend, and he said:

“Man, I’m so hungry I could eat my girlfriend at least three times.”

Walking Out

I forgot to mention in the last post that today was the big protest that had been the decided action in the student body.

Every block, the students participating would stay in the class for 55 minutes, and then leave. They then stood awkwardly in the quad. But someone assured me that at one point in the second walk-out, they were chanting a bit.

The teachers had all been instructed to write up everyone who “walked.”

Hilariously enough, my math class tried to convince the teacher that one dude who did walk was only in the bathroom. “He’s constipated, you can’t blame him!” was the general outcry that block.

Damn there were a lot of people who were out there. Some of my classes, like science, had many people leaving, but others didn’t have any leave because the teacher was just too fierce.

1984

I’m reading 1984 by George Orwell right now. It was on my reading list.

I’m only in the first few chapters, but the feeling of it is greatly increased when playing SimCity Societies. I built the most oppressive and authoritarian city I could. They were still happy, except for the ones who where sick.

I vaporized the proles below: