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*dedicated to Becca Varon, who I love and miss to the greatest extent*
ACHHHEEEEMMMM...(clearing throat)
Setting: Newport High School, Tuesday March 8. 2005, otherwise known as AP Registration Day, or "Rape Your Family For All Its Got Day"
Once upon a time, Brian Dollard went to Newport High School. Our story begins at approximately 7:10AM in the main hallway, but more specifically at the XC Senior lockers.
ACCCHHHHEEEEMMM (again, clearing throat):
It's gonna be a long day...
...a very long day...
(AP Calculus, 2nd period (homeroom), with Mr. Vu)
I don't like Calculus, not one bit.
GOSH! It's just SO HARD!
what? my turn? Gosh, 82 dollars for ONE AP test? geez...
sigh, what can I do...
Ahh! What are all these papers they gave me?
A receipt? Yeah right, like I can return THAT...stop bringing my hopes up...
I just want to cry...
2:30PM, back at the Senior XC lockers
Brian: "I am so exhausted"
Kirsten: "Ug...why are you sleeping on me..."
Where are you going? No one wants to be MY friend...
Geez...I think I have scoliosis...my AP books are so...UG...so...UG...HEAVY...
Brian: Will you be my friend?
Jena: I guess.
TO BE CONTINUED...maybe...
*PRODUCERS NOTE: Gosh I am so exhausted! I promise to post NFTY and everything else soon, I promise. I hope everyone is doing well, and you are totally welcome to call me, because I miss all of you.
Aunt in town til Friday (Shabbat - going to the Edmonton Orthodox relatives) then back on Monday til Wednesday...
SAT this weekend...
Tremaine in Portland straight after til Sunday...
PLEASE CALL AND COMMENT...i miss you all.
Comments mos def welcome.