Showing posts with label Ms. Keane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ms. Keane. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Tuesday and Wednesday Have Officially Merged

In last night's laziness, I found myself watching television until almost ten 'o' clock, and then getting into the shower. After taking an elongated shower, I thought to myself, "I should probably go and write about today's happenings on the blog". Of course, I didnt end up doing that because there was no blog for anyone to read yesterday. I simply decided that it was bedtime and I soon fell asleep while listening to yet another brilliant episode of loveline.

So, therefore, I have officailly decided to write about yesterday today. I woke up much later than usual because my four dollar alarm clock decided to be lame and not go off, therefore I was forced to be woken up by a stiff jabbing motion to the spine by my less-than-impressed father. Anyways, I missed the bus and that kind of screwed up my morning. The day at Winnisquam went by rather uneventfully, with our little friend, Tyler Prue, not showing up. He is an embarrasment to his family, the town of Tilton, and The Winnisquam Schoold District. Nobody likes him already, and stealing the most favored radio host in the area's cell phone is not going to help his ego.

I had to serve my detention after school with Ms. Keane, who is a nice person at heart, but seems to be having a hard time acting as a normal human being. Her moods swing back and forth like that of a woman going through menopause....

Anyway, I only had to stay for about fifteen minutes, and then went to my grandmother's house to mow her lawn. Later, I ate some of the finest pizza in the land at G.G's pizzeria and deli, located next to Cumberland Farms. It's good stuff.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Things That One Cannot Do In Ms. Keane's Room

For those of you that dont know, Ms. Keane is the substitute filling for Mrs. RIng while she tends for her newborn baby, which will be the rest of the year. While Mrs. Ring was far more annoying, Ms. Keane isn't a barrel of monkeys either. These are some things that you CANNOT do while present in room 227 at Winnisquam Regional High School.

1. First and foremost, DO NOT lean on the desks. Whether it is leaning back, or simply just putting weight on the desk while diligently working on your quiz, just dont do it. My suggestion is to train yourself to keep your hands below your desk, in your pockets or something, so that when she tries to yell at you, you can explain that your hands were below the desk and that it is not possible with the current desk structure to commit such acts of leaning without ones hands being on top of said desk in question.

2. Do Not Eat Saltines. I am sure that very soon, this will change to no eating at all, but that is only a guess. This rule came about when Alex Evangelo wanted to try and eat ten saltines in a minute, he began by stuffing five in his mouth at once, and then laughing histerically at our disgusted faces, spewing saltines into the far right corner of the room. Then, David Andrus wanted to try, so he took some more saltines and began eating them, but this seemed to be boring for him, so he began throwing the saltines at Alex. By the end of first period spanish 2, there was a large pile of saltines in the back of the room.

3. Do Not throw things to people that cannot catch. This will result in a detention, which i had to find out the hard way. I have mentioned this before, so as not to be repetitive, I will leave it at this. Kyle Sarber can't catch Gatorade bottles. Even when he knows they are coming.

Do Not show her someone else's homework claiming that it is your own. Especially when somebody else's name is scribbled across the top. I took note of this new rule yesterday when the ever intelligent David Andrus tried to show Ms. Keane Derick Jennes' homework. This is how it unfurled:

David: "Ms. Keane!! I found my homework!"
Keane: "Good Job David!!, just let me come and make sure you did it all"
David: "It's all done, its all here" hands teacher homework
Keane: "David, it says Derick Jennes right on the top of it"
David: "DAMMIT!!!!DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT!!!!"
Keane: "Why would you lie to me David?"
David: "Go Away."
Keane: "You didnt answer my question"
David: "Nobody wants to listen to you Ms. Keane, just go away"

Poor David, and poor Ms. Keane. SHe has been blessed by an angel from hell to receive a job at beautiful WRHS.