Summer Two Face

Yay! Summa is a coming!
Vacation is coming!
Two months of pleasure and boredom coming up! Beaches, trees, picnics, camping trips, popsicles, biking trips, movie outings, green grass, sailing, blue skies, thunder storms, swimming pools.

Yes, indeed, but before that, welcome to HELL!
It isn't even officially summer yet, but we've hit 30 degrees or so today. It's bliss to have the full force of the sunshine smashing into your face. Your skin is in ecstasy with all the Vitamin D. Of course, inside CSL, it's another story. If outside was like heaven, inside is hell.

First off: it isn't normal how the building, already small for a school, and even though comparing classrooms on the same floor, with the windows facing the same direction, there is a gargantuan different in temperature. One class will be rather comfortable, while in another, it's enough to bake dough. This is the reason why we don't have cooking classes. As I've said before, it is hardly appropriate to be cooking with the food you're preparing.

Oh, and it isn't CSL if without the wonderful smell of old building, old books, humidity and eau-de-csl. Combined with the heat, it's as if giant stuck his ass through the windows and saturated the place with his flatulence. I would not be at all surprised if somebody with a match caused a huge fireball.

In step with tradition/coincidence, the first hot day of the summer semester is marked by chic day. We shed our uniforms for something a little more comfortable and revealing. However, we still cooked and took baths in our own sweat.
Omigod, what is going to happen tomorrow when we're back in our uniforms!?
Worse, omigod what is going to happen during the end of the year tests?!
You bath in sweat, come up to a question you have no idea how to answer. And bam! You sweat even more, and feel that familiar wave of heat and desperation and panic shoot all the way to the roots of your hair. No doubt everybody else is also sweating the problem, and their body heat is combining with yours. You look at your watch, see the time ticking by twice as fast as usual and you start sweating a torrent enough to put out a small fire.

On a totally different subject, the green tickets to a new world arrived as well. Some people rejoice, some people bitch. Most often, those with high results laugh at the people with low results, and the people with low results, claim to have been shafted by lazy or incompetent teachers. (Could be true) I despise the way society is placing so much weight on time consuming, questionable, and definitely fallible, methods of evaluating the performance of someone. Sometimes, the evals are so poorly conceived, a total retard spewing gibberish may very well get the same result as somebody who studied hard. Screw this, save some time, instead, pitch them into a snake pit, or leave them on a deserted island, or parachute them into a warzone. The person who comes out alive is the one I will respect. Written tests are important, but overeliance on it results in a shitload of people who can't do shit except spew out Bureaucratic Sheeshkabab.
(Think back, at least half of what you learn is about mixing bullshit with information, and hiding it into thick paragraphs of text whereas a simple bullet point listing would've sufficed.)

Weekly Double:

During dinner....someone arrives
"Care to join us?"
"Why did u guys fall apart?"

'Did you hear about the guy who ate twenty pancakes for breakfast?'
'How waffle.'