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Dec. 3rd, 2008 01:50 pmThank you, thank you, thank youuuuuuuuuuu, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zallia! Your box arrived Monday, I opened it Tuesday, and I rejoice further on Wednesday. :D So cute! So much love! And the boys have something to wear that one of them didn't arrive in!
Um, that right there is a sign of the Apocalypse.
It's sad that I learned to spell Apocalypse due to comic books. Of course, it's also sad that I did more classic reading during my stint in summer school than I did in the entirety of my honors program for freshman/sophomore year. That's two years versus two/three months.
Mumsy and I discussed various field trips I went on as a kid. Mostly because Widget's been on about four this year so far. I don't remember a single field trip in first grade. I don't remember much about first grade. But Mumsy can't think of too many either.
So, I will share with you two of my favorites.
One isn't mine, although the schools claim that the elementary kids go to the Columbia Zoo. They don't. Or they didn't, anyway. I went in middle school. It was, you know, a zoo. I still have my gift shop owl from the trip. His name is Wol. Anyway, the next year Cassy's class went on the same trip. They managed to allegedly kill one of the animals [something involving a fantastic upgrade for an automatic pencil or something] and the school was subsequently banned for life. That meant the boy never got to go to the zoo for school. I wonder if the ban still exists. I also wonder if they really did kill some poor bird. I had the rumor 'confirmed' by two different sources, and there was the proof of the boy's class being unable to go, but still. I wonder.
The second, however, is mine. For Spanish class in 8th grade we went to ChiChis. Really, what are you gonna do? We went before it was really open for anyone else and I'm sure we were supposed to practice our spanish. Yeah, keep in mind that it was a fairly small class. The girls started flirting, blatantly, with the waiter, the boys did who knows what, and I'm minding my own business, being a dork, when I notice everyone is pouring hot sauce on everything and in everything. I remember Ellie was really loud and the next thing I know we're being rushed out of the restaurant an hour early.
Dude, our lunch never even actually arrived, that's how quickly we got booted. We were banned. Because this was a time before cellphones, our bus driver could not be reached to come and pick us up. So we sat in the far end of the parking lot, baking, wishing we knew what the hell happened. Was it the flirting? The hotsauce pouring like water... actually in water? I don't know. But banned.
The middle school was also on probation at the Landing, although there was another school there at the time, and they were caught shoplifting, but we weren't allowed back in the gift shop. To make up for this, a lot of bikes ran into trees.
Um, so, yeah. Middle school field trips tended to end in trouble. But then again, this was the same school that went down in infamy the year after I left when one girl, sixth grader I believe, took her pencil sharpener apart, took the razor blade, and cut another kid for reasons I don't recall beyond it being stupid. Had it been one of the girls whose weave was set on fire on the bus, that I'd understand. But no.
Ahhh, memories.
zallia! Your box arrived Monday, I opened it Tuesday, and I rejoice further on Wednesday. :D So cute! So much love! And the boys have something to wear that one of them didn't arrive in!Um, that right there is a sign of the Apocalypse.
It's sad that I learned to spell Apocalypse due to comic books. Of course, it's also sad that I did more classic reading during my stint in summer school than I did in the entirety of my honors program for freshman/sophomore year. That's two years versus two/three months.
Mumsy and I discussed various field trips I went on as a kid. Mostly because Widget's been on about four this year so far. I don't remember a single field trip in first grade. I don't remember much about first grade. But Mumsy can't think of too many either.
So, I will share with you two of my favorites.
One isn't mine, although the schools claim that the elementary kids go to the Columbia Zoo. They don't. Or they didn't, anyway. I went in middle school. It was, you know, a zoo. I still have my gift shop owl from the trip. His name is Wol. Anyway, the next year Cassy's class went on the same trip. They managed to allegedly kill one of the animals [something involving a fantastic upgrade for an automatic pencil or something] and the school was subsequently banned for life. That meant the boy never got to go to the zoo for school. I wonder if the ban still exists. I also wonder if they really did kill some poor bird. I had the rumor 'confirmed' by two different sources, and there was the proof of the boy's class being unable to go, but still. I wonder.
The second, however, is mine. For Spanish class in 8th grade we went to ChiChis. Really, what are you gonna do? We went before it was really open for anyone else and I'm sure we were supposed to practice our spanish. Yeah, keep in mind that it was a fairly small class. The girls started flirting, blatantly, with the waiter, the boys did who knows what, and I'm minding my own business, being a dork, when I notice everyone is pouring hot sauce on everything and in everything. I remember Ellie was really loud and the next thing I know we're being rushed out of the restaurant an hour early.
Dude, our lunch never even actually arrived, that's how quickly we got booted. We were banned. Because this was a time before cellphones, our bus driver could not be reached to come and pick us up. So we sat in the far end of the parking lot, baking, wishing we knew what the hell happened. Was it the flirting? The hotsauce pouring like water... actually in water? I don't know. But banned.
The middle school was also on probation at the Landing, although there was another school there at the time, and they were caught shoplifting, but we weren't allowed back in the gift shop. To make up for this, a lot of bikes ran into trees.
Um, so, yeah. Middle school field trips tended to end in trouble. But then again, this was the same school that went down in infamy the year after I left when one girl, sixth grader I believe, took her pencil sharpener apart, took the razor blade, and cut another kid for reasons I don't recall beyond it being stupid. Had it been one of the girls whose weave was set on fire on the bus, that I'd understand. But no.
Ahhh, memories.