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This conversation happened on the bus.( Some of it as recent as today!) Here's some parts of it. Ms. Ewart is a crazy 9th grade English teacher, and Dr. Shapiro is an administrator. Mrs. Lebo is a spanish teacher.
Freshman: "Ms. Ewart wrote like 8 referrals today."
Junior: "Yeah, Dr. Shapiro just rolls them up with his marijuana."
Freshman(the same one): "Do they sell beer in vending machines in Spain?"
(The same) Junior: "They sell alot of things in vending machines. They sell alot of things period."
The Junior speaking to myself: "You should ask Mrs. Lebo what 'el narcotrafico' means. She'll say, ' Well, someone has to make the drugs, someone has to get the drugs out of Columbia...' "
A different freshman: "You've hacked the school's network?"
Senior: "Yeah, it's easy."
Myself (speaking aside to the others): "Yeah, in two years time he'll either be hacking for us, or he'll be hacking for them."
Ms. Dent: "Why do they call it an Honors class, anyway?"
Friend: "That's the problem with these dead-end jobs. They don't work fast enough." -Us holding up the line waiting to be served some fries.
Same friend: "It's because we're white." -Same situation waiting for fries.
[Edited on 9/15/2004 6:32:43 PM]