Rolling sardine cans

Pvt Murphy gave us the finger again, and on his favorite day too. That SOB just loves screwing up everybody's day.

The 211 buses were one short. We were on a streak people! A few weeks without the dreaded rolling sardine box syndrome. Damn you! They had to only send one today. The people just back from Italy must be pissed. Still, gotta be optimistic, at least it wasn't raining. The smell would be terrible.

Every time this happens, it's a study in human behavior. Standing back, you wonder, why do all these people, while knowing that:

1. You cannot occupy the same fucking point in space as another person!
2. The doors, unlike some things, don't get bigger no matter how much you ram them!

still do a privacy invading zerg rush. We're like self-packing sardines.

The reasons are of course, that we've had a long hard day, and want to get the hell away from the school ASAP, and that if we don't take that bus, we are going to take double the time to get home. Nevertheless, to take your mind off the indecency of hot bodies pressing against each other, and certain other unmentionable things, you're mind wanders to things like the day you'll have your own car and moon the suckers still trying to squeeze on as you drive by, or have a limo to pick you up, or dropping a stink bomb amid the people and watch that huge mob explode outwards and away from the door.

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In an unexpected, but unsurprising reaction, some people have decided to express their satisfaction as to the performance of the Ethics substitute teacher. This one is written by DAN.

First off, I would just like to note that for the past few weeks, Ethic has been one of the best classes ever. Julien (and I mean the ethic intern) was one of the greatest teachers I've ever had. Ok like, if only every teacher was like him. Then I wouldn't beg someone to shove their pencil in my wrist. I'd actually want to come to school every fucking day. The guy knows how to talk to teens. He knows that we are in a faze that we think that everything is crap and that we control the world. We are in this moment of puberty that turns our brain into goo and that we can't really see things in an adult's point of view. Which is normal. I mean, every fucking human being has gone through this time and some manage to survive.

This teacher understands what we're going through. He's funny and says funny jokes that we understand at the right moment. Not like some who tell their "jaw-dropping" anecdotes of life. Dude, we're not interested. This guy's smart. He knows everything, and let me tell ya: religion and philosophy are fucking hard to study, and yet we see this immense passion coming out of his mouth every time he gives us an awesome lesson.

Who knew that talking philosophy could be so cool? The man tells us these awesome stories of robots and how they might control the world or stories about the Matrix and shit.

Also, he doesn't think we're dumb-ass noobs of the Reform. I mean, this recent project we had to do on technology and religion. He says that we are a unique generation that has the greatest source of knowledge and we can use it properly. Not like some old farts. We are special!

Everybody is for my opinion. They all love this guy and they want him to be our permanent teacher. Everybody thinks he's fun, cool, and smart as hell (and cute XP). We all want him to stay!

But, because God hates my guts, everything I like must leave me. He's just an intern. JUST A FUCKING INTERN! Can't we trade? For fuck's sake, this is our future we're talking about. Please let it be someone we trust to guide us to a bright future. Isn't it we who must choose?

No. I guess fucking not. Because we are little "measly, meddling, blind juvenile-delinquents who don't know what we want". I guess the adults must choose for us. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Everything I like evaporates before my eyes. So not fair.

So yeah, this is how I feel. And by the way, if you don't like the way I express myself, then fuck off. But I would love to hear your opinion on this matter as well.

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Weekly Double:


Q. What do you call a sheep with no legs?

A. A cloud

Q. What's pink and fluffy

A. Pink fluff

Q. What's blue and fluffy

A. Pink fluff holding it's breath