OVER!!

School is finally over!!! Until next year, when we are hearded through the doors once again and forced to learn uneccessary shit. However, im not going to even think about that for the moment, im not even going to think about my terrible grades that will soon be appearing in the mailbox. I dont have to go to school for a couple of months, and that makes me very happy.

While school will not be in session over the next few months, i still plan to make posts about various occurences with the WRHS staff etc. Along with my daily ramblings about how badly the place blows.

I also intend to start another blog, im not sure what it will be called, but it will hold pieces of my creative writing. Pretty much everything I write is meant to be funny, so i hope it makes you laugh.

Of course, none of this will happen if i am grounded for my bad grades, so this may be the last post you see for a while. SCHOOL'S OUT, FOR THE SUMMER!!!

Some days i just wish that i had died in my sleep

The last two days in a row have been like that. First I find out that I am failing biology class. Unlucky. Then I come to find out that I just missed being exempt from my U.S History final exam by one point.

So i did what i could and handed in some old work in biology, and i missed passing by two points. two points. Extra lame. I hate Mrs. Rand and the subject of Biology. I think that I am too filled up with hate, and that leads to bad things.

Next I find out that I am almost certainly not going to pass english class either. AAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!! I hate them , all of them.

Next year, I would like to think that i can start off on a new leaf and get my ramshackled life back together, however, it is very possible that my leaf already blew away.

I have been so hopeful these past couple of days that i might just drop dead, that i even wrote a will in biology class today. It was more for fun than anything, and stated in big letters THIS IS NOT A SUICIDE NOTE!!! because it isnt and i would never consider that, however many a class at Winnisquam Regional High School has tempted me to do so right then and there.

I think I need help, but at this point I seem to have reached a tipping point, and I would like to think that I could blame it on the school i attend, and for the most part, i could. However that's not to say im not a screw up either. Whatever. I need to go ponder on the thought of making a run for it for a few days after finals.

Some People...

God seems to enjoy messing with the human population. It seems that every day there are fewer and fewer people who are even competant enough to realize right from wrong, and He just seems to enjoy playing around with those of us that just might go somewhere in life. He apparently enjoys creating people like Mrs. Rand, our biology teacher. She is so incredibly stupid and dumb that my IQ drops whenever she opens her mouth.

We end up with people like this because we have one of the lowest payrolls for school districts in the state, therefore we cannot pay for good teachers. And whenever we do get a good teacher, they leave as soon as they can to teach at a school where the kids care about being something when they grow up. Unforunately we still have high schoolers that want to be "train track drivers" or "Truck Drivers". Pitiful.

It seems like I say this indirectly almost everyday, but today I will just come right out and say it: Winnisquam is a lost cause. I just need them to stay somewhat presentable until I graduate, so that way I wont have to pay to go to a school full of rich kids who just want to play football and tackle me, all for the outcome of going to college.

It is sad that in order to be someone in today's world you have to have gone to college. I know for a fact that I could be plenty succesful and gain plenty of money right now, but nobody would give me a loan because I dont have a degree in anything. Except drawing mazes, which I tend to do quite frequently in Biology class.

Which brings me back to the original point at hand: Our Biology teacher Mrs. Rand. She is such a flaming bitch sometimes, but then two minutes later she will act like your best friend. I hate her, and I hope that she trips off of a cliff and dies a slow painful death at the bottom.

Yearbook Dedication

I am rather depressed that the this year's senior class felt that they had to dedicate the yearbook Ms. Farr. They only did it because she is retiring after 35 years of being principal. Now, I understand that this is a planty good reson to dedicate a yearbook to someone, but honestly, what has she really done. A couple of times a week, she talks to the trouble makers that did really stupid stuff, like attempt to steal a car from the student parking lot etc...

Ms. Ezen does all of the real work. I find it disheartening that the school district has decided not to renew her contract, I will miss her presence at our lowly little high school. However, it may be in the best interest of the school district to try something new. They have hired a male for that position, and no offense to the ladies, i believe that having a male presence in the position of vice-principal will help. Nobody is scared of Ms. Ezen. She's too nice, maybe we need a guy who isnt so nice to all the pain in the asses who have infiltrated our once peaceful school district.

Anyways, back to the yearbook dedication. It was quite obvious that the seniors wanted to dedicate the book to the kitchen staff, because of the never before seen "special thanks". It was very nice of them to do that, but i found it sad that they felt forced to dedicate the book to Ms. Farr just becuase she was leaving after so long.

So, i think that it would be fair that the senior class give a gift to Ms. Farr, and dedicate the yearbook to the nice old lunch ladies that always greet us with a smile, no matter how mean and nasty we have been to them.

Boredom

Today was wednesday the thirtieth. There is something special that happened today, can you guess it? That's right, you can't, because nothing ever happens at that godforsaken place we call a high school, or the local library, where I deal with the day to day problems that a local library would go through, which also consists of nothing. My job is boring, my classes are boring, and even my weekends are boring sometimes. But what is boredom? Is it the act of having nothing to do, or does it have to do with things being there to be done but not coming of interest for the bored individual at hand? Or it could just be that one does not have the will to make something interesting, which goes back to sheer laziness. I think that it is mostly laziness, but Im telling you, it takes a great deal of effort to make an entire Algebra 2 class exciting. As hard as I try, I only get these little bits of time where the class necomes non-boring. Lame.

Anyways, Winnisquam seems to cooking up quite alot of boredom lately, and that is no good. That means that teachers are not making class interesting, and therefore not at all productive, except for nerds and geeks, and this leads to lower test scores which eventually lead to losing creditation. Boredom also leads kids to do stupid things just to kill time, in my case that consists of filling out numerous myspace surveys, lame, i know. But in many cases it leads kids to do things like graffitiing the walls of the local elementary school, Vandalizing cars in the school parking lot, or throwing apples at the wall, which I actually did once, and the only good thing that came out of that was that i now have a claim to fame in that i was the first one to ever be caught by the new camera system. I ended up spending an hour with the janitors after school helping to clean up the english wing. I didnt get to attend the pep rally, but the time was spent in Ms. Nelson's class watching "Pimp My Ride". So much better than losing your voice to the cheering competition.

SO in conclusion, i have concluded, that my concluded conclusion has come to the conclusion that the conclusion is that nothing is happening at Winnisquam, but iI can smell something coming real soon...

Wednesdy Woes

Now that I am done summing up Tuesday, I can move onto today's problems. Ms. Nelson seems to think that it is a fun idea to make our research papers due on Friday. Although mine is already complete, after seeing the grades of my fellow compatriots who passed theirs in early, I am quite worried. I have reason to be worried about my grade in there because I only did half of my project on "The Crucible", which was the stupidest play that I haven't read for school in a long time. Yesterday, our third period english class listened to one overly angered female student go on and on about how she deserved a better grade on her paper because she didnt know what the rubrik was etc. etc., blah, blah, blah. If you are reading this right now and you know that you were this particular student please listen to this: Just because your paper sucked, doesnt mean that we have to listen to you bitch about it.

On top of all this, I left my geometry homework at home, so I didn't receive credit for it. I need to start doing my homework for math class, which is much easier said than done. I can now vision myself, the night before the end of the quarter, finishing all of my make-up work for all of my classes. I know that this will happen becausei t has every time so far this year.

And on top of all of that, I was once again forced to shelve books at the local library for minimum wage. I find this very demeaning, especially becasue I just want to have a normal teenager job. For example: bagging groceries, putting clothes back on the rack at a department store, or waiting tables at a filthy run-down diner. While I am not exactly sure ho whealthy it would be to work at one of these places, it sure as hell would be more fun than working at the library.

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.

Just Another Manic Monday

It seems that almost every monday, I can hear that song playing in the back of my mind all throughout the day. It has come to my attention that there was an arrest made at school today, involving one of my least favorite people in the world, Tyler Prue. It appears that Tyler was the little bastard who stole Fred Caruso's cell phone. (Yes Fred Caruso from 94.1 FM, he's totally our varsity baseball coach.)

Anyways, with that being said, I will move on to news about the JV baseball team. Today, as I was forced to make the trek to Hopkinton on the bus with the rest of the team, I realized that baseball was not fun and that its is just taking up time. Lame. I hope I never play baseball for Winnisquam again, but I am sure that I'll be back playing again next spring. After making this stupidly obnoxious voyage down interstate 89, we lost 4-2. Losing just made it even more time-wasting.

The JV softball team lost as well, but that has become fairly commonplace for them, no offense intended. Our JV baseball team was equally as bad last year, with a 2-8 record. ehh.

So, for closing notes on Monday: Tyler Prue is a sneaky little bastard, Both JV baseball and softball suck, Fred Caruso is awesome, and Manic Monday is a good song.

Quick Decision

This is a video of the band Quick Decision preforming live, featuring Winnisquam's own, John Reifsnyder on drums. They are definetly a sick badn, so you all should check them out. They are performing the song, "Invasion Of A New".

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.

Thursday, Thursday....

Yet again, I was forced to shelve books at my dead end job at the local library. Lame-o. However, I had the opportunity to go to Dairy Queen and buy myself a misty float. Grape Misty Floats are heaven. I love them.

I also love the fact that there is an office located at room 228 that gets students set up with internships. I was able to sign up for one myself today, so that is pretty awesome.

Anways... I heard that there was a fight today during fifth period, but rumors havent been confirmed yet. I dont even know who it was that was fighting, I just heard that there was a fight and that it was pretty uneventful. We havent seen a good fight in a long time, not since Ed Hill very succesfully warded off attacks from Steven Straight, who seemed to think that there was some "shit talking" involving Ed. Probably a bad idea for Steve, who nobody likes anyway. Stupid Steve.

There was definetly alot of pictures of Winnisquam students in today's "Winnisquam Echo". Mostly in the sports section, so check it out.

The end is near

I learned today that in the near future, our school will be watched by several professionals to see if we have earned the governments certification. WE are, as I am sure you all know, screwed. Without accreditation, we receive no funding, and colleges dont have to accept our credits. No more college diploma for me.

With that through, it was yet another boring day at winnisquam. Nothing exciting has happened all week, and I am getting frustrated. I feel a definite negative energy in the hallways this week. That negative nergy ended up in me not getting a ride to work today, and being forced to walk through the terrible downpour to my dead end job putting books on the shelf of a local library. LAME!!!!!

Mrs. Rand(dont even get me started on her) had one of her famous biology tests today. One of those tests where she didnt teach the class the majority of the stuff on the test, which really pisses alot of people off. Maybe whenm those "professionals" look at our school, they will be able to tell that she is incompetant and an imbucile. Like I said, dont even get me started.

I also learned a valuable lesson in Ms. Keane's class today. DO NOT LEAN ON THE DESKS!!!!! Just lean on the desk next time you are in her class and see what happens. just trust me on this one, you wont get in that much trouble.

Yet Another Monday

Today was not at all a fun day. But what the hell was i expecting?, it's friggin monday!!! I think the mutual hate for Mondays is much like that for people in our school that go by the name of Tyler Prue. Monday is that bastard child that doesnt quit talking, touching, and screwing around. I hate both Mondays and Tyler Prue.

However, usually Mondays seem to have something eventful occur partway through the day. For example, a heated argument over some random girl from a party over the weekend that two guys seem to have to "discuss" in the lunch room. Today was quite contrary. Nothing fun happened, and the day went on like a usual Thursday.

That could possibly mean that the stars have flipped and Thursday will be more like a monday. That would mean that said heated argument would be even more heated come thursday, or in this case the new monday, and make for an even bigger fight with more food throwing and name calling and face-punching action one would expect from a disney channel movie. Damn Disney Channel Movies.

I believe that class elections were posted today, and those results will be posted as soon as they are found out.

Have a happy rest of Monday, or thursday for that matter

Athletics

The Winnisquam Bears JV baseball team totally demolished the Moultonborough JV team. This is a very good thing for the baseball program, which has been sluimping as of late, but the team is seeing a total lack of motivation. Nobody wants to be there. Even when the team is winning everyone just wants to go home, except for individuals named Jason McDonald that seem to have no life outside of Baseball and Sportscenter.

This leads me to another point. I was listening to the JV coach talk about how jumping on trampolines hurts his back. You know that your age has begun to catch up to you when activities that promote fitness make your body worse. Growing older is not at all something I am especially looking forward to, but I suppose that it has to hapen someday.

To hell with it, maybe I'll die an early death in some type of unnecessary and flambuoyant fashion before I grow old. That wouldnt be so bad.

In other news, I have heard through the gigantic grapevine of rumors that votes will not be counted for the class elections until tuesday. Seriously, what kind of geniouses do we have to hire with our tax money to count a few hundred votes? Come on people.

The Infamous First Post

This is the first of what I hope will be many posts on the daily squamer, a blog created to deal specifically with the daily goings-on of Winnisquam Regional High School and it's many flaws.

As i write this first post, I am sitting, incredibly bored, at the second computer on the left of our media center. I should be in fym class, but Ms. Dutton is sick and I asked the teacher if I could come to the library. Nothing exciting has happened today, so I suppose the only thing we are looking forward to is the announcement of who won for class president, and even most people dont even care about that.

The "lockdown" yesterday proved to be a large disappointment, considering nothing exciting even came of it. I think that it really is beginning to show why we have such low test scores when a student mistakes a telephone worker for a dangerous man. However, we were able to get out of class for about fifteen minutes and it killed some time for all of us, who were more than likely on the verge of falling asleep, and would have, had class continued to go along as planned.

The lunch hour is almost upon us, so i must make my way back down to the bottom floor, where I can devour the less than cooked meals provided for us by SYSCO.

That las comment reminds of a paper I read today in english class, written by an anonyomous student. I have included a quote at the bottom that somewhat reflects the on the intelligence of certain members of the school board.

"they took away the highly conventional snack corner, because they believed that certain students were over-eating the provided confections. Hey, you cant live off of the chicken patties either"
- Anonymous