It is… 11:32pm. Hey, I’m getting better! Eventually I’ll be writing these posts at a time when actually sane people are awake…. Maybe… possibly… I wouldn’t count on it…. ^_^”
But seriously, my sleep schedule is going to be forced to go back to normal at some point in the near future, because every day is slowly bringing me closer to *drum roll* the start of school. Yes, I’ve done the math, and I’ve got exactly eighteen days left until I’m forced to return to the place that makes me wake up at 6:30a.m. four days a week. The fifth day I get to sleep in until 7:30a.m. To whoever invented late-start days: I am incredibly grateful. If I ever meet you, I will bow down to you. Or make you cookies. Your choice, though I personally would go with the cookies.
That is, if I survive until the late start day. I know that it’s a bit early to start freaking out about school, but honestly… who on Earth decided that school should start in the middle of August?! They get no cookies! None! No cookies for them! (Yes, I love cookies. Yes, I’m sleep-deprived. Yes, that should be an adequate explanation for my current insanity). Of course, I suppose there are good things about going back to school… as long as I can live through the first shock of waking up early in the morning, that is. But yes, surprising as it may be, I actually kinda like the start of school. It means new pencils, and new pens, and new notebooks… I happen to love stationery supplies, so back-to-school shopping is always very exciting for me. My step-sister can testify to this, since she’s seen me peruse online stationery stores for hours before.
Another thing to look forward to about the start of school is the llama. Yes, there’s a llama at my school. His name is Lorenzo. Or Strumpet. Or Dolly. Or Lia. No one is quite sure which, so feel free to choose the one you like best. Or you could mash them all together and wind up with something like Duke Lorenzo Lia Dolly the Third of the House of Strumpet. Sounds quite imposing, doesn’t it? Not only do I have a llama at my school, I have a regal llama at my school. Oh yeah.
But anyways, what’s so great about a llama? Oh, ye of little llama faith. Allow me to explain: about twice a month, all my friends and I go completely and utterly insane and must get out of the classroom or our brains will turn to mush and we’ll start arguing about things like the credibility of 1+1=2. It’s actually happened before. So what do we do to remedy this? We go on a Llama Expedition! The llama lives right behind the baseball field, which means that, if we skip lunch, there’s just enough time to run to the llama, act very odd (think hiding behind bushes to scare people and dancing around the field), and run back to class without being late. We’ve actually encountered teachers, while doing this, and they don’t seem to mind… I guess they figure that it’s more important that we don’t start bouncing around the classroom with all our excess energy, so they don’t mind that we’re not eating lunch. So no one has gotten mad at us for visiting the llama… yet.
The main reason why I don’t want to go back to school? The homework. Whoever invented homework has my eternal enmity. No cookies for them, either. So… I believe that concludes my weekly portion of ranting about whatever comes into my head. Perhaps I’ll write another one this week that’s more… focused. Or maybe I won’t, and I’ll see you next week and write about something as equally inane as school supplies and llamas. But hey, you never know. ^_^
Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing worth knowing can be taught. ~Oscar Wilde
…Like a deep appreciation of llamas. Now wouldn’t it be interesting if there were a class that taught that?
-M
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