May 26th 2006 is the day, the end of it all, the day of Pomp and Circumstance, the black hat and gown, the diploma. Graduation. And it is now less than 1 year away.
This year ended much like it began. Nothing really happened, except perhaps the plays, which all went very well. As I said to Mike at lunch Thursday, "this is the year in which absolutely nothing happened." And indeed, nothing did happen. It was a long and tedious year. But the exams are coming. I start on tuesday with that jackass Piper and I end the exams with Ducey.
Next year will be much better. Pipes will be gone. Chemistry will be over. And perhaps as seniors we may even get some respect. Next year is the final year.
And after that, who knows?
Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? - Monty Python and the Holy Grail
J Kuhl Signing Off
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Monday, May 09, 2005
Ah Now Back to My Life . . .
At last, its over. The play, the AP exam, the SATs . . . Its all over. Although I must admit, the play was, to say the least, fun. Friday, the day of the AP exam, was probably the best show. Everything went well and spirits were generally high. Saturday was not as good. The cow fell over several times, lines were lost and the dances were off, but we got the most laughs and the biggest crowd on Saturday. The play officially ended at the Ground Round but there was a character switch this evening. I was suddenly Cinderella's mother, and since Cara wasn't there, I stole Rapunzel's prince and the Wolf as well. I got to belt out Agony in a way the originals could not! It was rather interesting. Tommorrow the cast is doing a show for a bunch of nuns and then its out of the freaking Woods. The adventure was fun, but I just want to go home now.
The year is ending. I'll graduate in about 365 days. Now that is a frightening thought. With the end of the Prom, the AP, the SATs and the play, the year is ushered into a quickly moving pace. One year left. I'm either glad or scared.
Dwarves are very upsetting.
J Kuhl Signing Off
The year is ending. I'll graduate in about 365 days. Now that is a frightening thought. With the end of the Prom, the AP, the SATs and the play, the year is ushered into a quickly moving pace. One year left. I'm either glad or scared.
Dwarves are very upsetting.
J Kuhl Signing Off
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Bring Me My Brown Pants
Napoleon Bonaparte, on the morning of the Battle of Waterloo, was getting dressed and ready for battle. He called to one of his attendents:
"Bring me my red shirt!"
His attendent asked "Why sir? Won't vous stick out too much?"
To which Bonaparte replied "In ze battle I may get struck. I do not want ze men to see me bleed. Zey may panic."
The attendent brought him his read shirt. Napoleon got dressed. Soon he was ready for battle.
He rode off to face his opponent. He came over a hill and saw the English spread before him, over 15,000 troops. Napoleon turned to his opponent and said
"Bring me my brown pants!"
I had an interesting week last week. I needed those brown pants a few times I think. At any rate, it all began last Monday at rehearsal. Benny offered to set me up with a date for the Prom. Of course, I said yes. When I got home, I got IM and a message from Benny telling me that she said yes. Prom was the following Saturday. I had one week. First I had to ask my parents for nearly $100 for the tickets and the tux, then I had to get the dumb suit. I waited in line about ten times for ten hours each at Strictly Formal to get the suit, try on the suit, and replace the 100" waist pants. I'm not that fat. By Thursday, I was already. I had the tux, the tickets and the corsage. I came home late that night, got on IM and I got a message:
my date had to cancel.
I was a little upset, just a bit. It was too late for me to ask anyone else out. I wasn't being shafted, I know that, but it was upsetting. But after spending $100. . .
So I went anyways. I spent most of the night hanging out with Mike, Chuck and Benny. Wade also showed up. He was the former president of my class and he left in October. Danielle took him. We joked and danced. Of course, not having a date doesn't mean that I didn't get to dance with the opposite sex, it just meant that I didn't get to do so very much. A few times. First, I found myself dancing awkwardly with a girl named Megan during some slow song. Then another slow song. Shannon came out of nowhere danced with me for about three beats, laughed and then disappeared. I was startled. But it counts! It counts. There were others, of course. I had fun that night.
Needless to say, it would have still been better if my date hadn't canceled. But no hard feelings.
It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
J Kuhl Signing Off
"Bring me my red shirt!"
His attendent asked "Why sir? Won't vous stick out too much?"
To which Bonaparte replied "In ze battle I may get struck. I do not want ze men to see me bleed. Zey may panic."
The attendent brought him his read shirt. Napoleon got dressed. Soon he was ready for battle.
He rode off to face his opponent. He came over a hill and saw the English spread before him, over 15,000 troops. Napoleon turned to his opponent and said
"Bring me my brown pants!"
I had an interesting week last week. I needed those brown pants a few times I think. At any rate, it all began last Monday at rehearsal. Benny offered to set me up with a date for the Prom. Of course, I said yes. When I got home, I got IM and a message from Benny telling me that she said yes. Prom was the following Saturday. I had one week. First I had to ask my parents for nearly $100 for the tickets and the tux, then I had to get the dumb suit. I waited in line about ten times for ten hours each at Strictly Formal to get the suit, try on the suit, and replace the 100" waist pants. I'm not that fat. By Thursday, I was already. I had the tux, the tickets and the corsage. I came home late that night, got on IM and I got a message:
my date had to cancel.
I was a little upset, just a bit. It was too late for me to ask anyone else out. I wasn't being shafted, I know that, but it was upsetting. But after spending $100. . .
So I went anyways. I spent most of the night hanging out with Mike, Chuck and Benny. Wade also showed up. He was the former president of my class and he left in October. Danielle took him. We joked and danced. Of course, not having a date doesn't mean that I didn't get to dance with the opposite sex, it just meant that I didn't get to do so very much. A few times. First, I found myself dancing awkwardly with a girl named Megan during some slow song. Then another slow song. Shannon came out of nowhere danced with me for about three beats, laughed and then disappeared. I was startled. But it counts! It counts. There were others, of course. I had fun that night.
Needless to say, it would have still been better if my date hadn't canceled. But no hard feelings.
It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
J Kuhl Signing Off
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