Illegal and Funny 4/24/2001
Yeah, I will be writing several short entries, instead of those marathon-long novels I used to write when I first started my diary.
I did something kind of illegal. It's funny, but illegal nonetheless. Well, it's not like I broke a MAJOR law or anything; I didn't kill, rape or rob anyone. I--wait, I'll just tell you what it is already. I forged a doctor's note. See, not that terrible.
In my gym class, we have a new physical education head director. This (expletive) decided my school needs to "up" our physical standards. I think Alicia Silverstone in Clueless said it best when she said, "I highly doubt standing around for forty minutes helps. I don't think I even worked off a stick of gum." (or something along those lines.) I mean, think about it; ten minutes to get changed, at least five to take attendance, another five to change back again--yeah that whole twenty-five minutes every other day of dodge ball really gave me a work out...So anyway, this director decides that all students have to take a physical fitness exam, which isn't so bad overall; sit-ups, push-ups, v sit-and-reach, things like that. Then, my gym teacher announces, everyone has to run a mile in under 10.5 minutes or else they fail that part of the physical fitness test. If you fail any part of the test, you fail for fourth quarter. I can still pass for the year, but Syracuse has already told me they'd put me on academic porbation as soon as I got into their school because I failed gym, even if it was just for the first quarter. Sucks, huh?
This is where the forged doctor's note comes in. I tore a hamstring, so now I'll have to do a report instead of running, which is good for me. My best time is running the mile in thirteen minutes, there's no way I could get it down to ten and a half. The best part is, my mom helped me forge it. We took an old doctor's note, whited out whtever the note had said, wrote in that I puled/tore a hamstring and needed to abstain from gym for 3+ weeks, photocopied it and VOILA! Instant excuse. I dunno, I thought it was pretty clever. My sister thought it was funny.
MJ pissed me off. The boy smokes a pack a day and ran the mile in, like, eight minutes. Life is kind of unfair...
Speaking of MJ, I've decided to make myself end this stupid crush. It's childish and dead-end. I can't wait till college--everything is very straight-forward. If you like someone, you ask them out; none of this guessing game crap. I'm sick of it to be frank, and I'm really beginning to look forward to going away. Anyway, this entry is getting pretty long, so I'll start another later.
Until later
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