Miss Superiority pulled seat up next to Dr. Skinny. She pays attention and looks at people as though she is making sure you are getting all of this. I might be a bit too hard on her.... but she kinda has this rep now in my blog and I feel the urge to keep it up....
Dr Skinny has on a very pretty flattering black top and great red bag.
I have to pee so freaking bad but AM NOT getting up to go. Of course, I could stop sucking down this coffee.... nah.
Oh Napoleon (Mr pre ass) is rambling. I so need to be at Lowe's
Dammit I got too much Splenda in my coffee.
I just made a face at Dr. Skinny that made her think I was totally agreeing with what she is saying- really i'm so tired and have to pee so bad I can't think and have no idea what she just said.
Something's up with Mag today.
Superiority is so clueless. She has like no life experience apparently. oh but wait.... she's been ABROAD!
Superiority is using a green pen today. She is STILL marking up this person's paper!
Ok I'm either going to pee on the floor or I'm going to blow up like the girl on Chocolate Factory and float out the window.
10-9
Miss Sup is back up Dr. Skinny's ass again.
Mag is back in her groove!
Mr Pretentious Ass is asleep. HA ha ha ha ha
Oh Super is being crazy ticky. But she did say something that made me laugh but I can't remember what it was. Mag has told me I have the complete wrong idea about Super. Maybe she's right.....
Curly said her family owned a holler. OH MY GOSH!!!!!! lol ha ha ha ha
Dr. Skinny has chiggers on her ankles. seriously.
Mag just made fun of my Miley Cyrus pen. I have 5 kids. I'm doing good not to be wearing Miley underwear!
10-14
late. but only 3 mins. but they've started.
Talked about "kitchenette building" by Gwendolyn Brooks.
I compare the poem to Dave Matthew's "Grey St." Yay me!!! I think Dr. Skinny liked it.
AH! Miss super came in later than me - and then walked back out. with her cell phone. Dr. S asks if she walked out to answer her phone, but Super says no. yeah right.
Pretentious Ass came in at 8:20. well.
Covered "Sixty" by Stephen Dunn. liked both these poems, by the way. Great line out of "Sixty":
"I think I'll keep on describing things
to ensure they really happened" great line.
Me and Mag both say "wah" when describing "sentimentality betrays sentiment."
Dr S. makes comment about our sound effect.
Poor Dr. S's marker is petering out. She sends Mag to steal one from another classroom but Mag comes back unsuccessful.
Me and Mag completely rag the poem she gives us for revision.
I even make the comment that my heart is so completely hardened to this poem someone needs to come in and kill all the kids in it.
Mag makes the sign to me "i heart you" and says cause your mind is so f-ed up. I laugh.
10-16
well whaddaya know. Miss Super went to a private all girls school. this fact doesn't surprise me at all.
Get into whole class discussion about plagarism. whatever.
Mag talks about the drunk butterflies at her feeder?????
One of the girls in my class says she was in the 4th grade when Titanic came out. WHA???????
We have to write a 10 line poem in 10 mins. I freak. Dr. Skinny says I look like I'm going to have a heart attack. I told her I have NOT had coffee this morning and so this isn't fair! ha!
10-30
Dr. Skinny brings us candy.
Mag wants mine, so Dr. Skinny just passes out more candy.
Dr. Skinny has on a shrug with a black turtleneck, gray skirt, black tights, and black knee high boots. Work it. you can see her cute little figure. I swear this woman looks just like Alanis Moiressette. Did I spell that right?
Girl in front has on really cute shoes.
We had to read a RIDICULOUS sestina that def killed brain cells. I'm almost offended I had to read it.
I wonder when we will pass out our poems.
My poem sucks.
The all say Elvis died in 1976, and I'm fairly certain that is wrong.
The poem I wrote in an hour..... had to be free verse, unrhyming, at least 14 lines..... yeah, it is what it is. I'm being workshopped tomorrow (yikes.)
Debacle
Trail of water
Drop after drop
Leads down the hall
The dog sits outside the door
staring at the mess
Barks out a warning
Toilet paper is strewn
Clothes are all soaked
Water sliding down
the side of the toilet
Like water down Niagara
Drip drop drip drop
I look down at the dog
You could've helped,
I think.
Looking back at the child-made
Flood
Your toothy grin greets
Me as you flush my toothbrush.
Grabbing towels
Stoop and wipe
I feel your chubby wet hand
Pat my hand and
Your look out
the dog licks my cheek and
I find my lipstick and
You laugh and
I laugh
Because if I didn't
I'd go insane.
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1 comment:
Elvis died in '77 You were right.
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