OwlManAtt’s Blog

Whole lot of shit to do this week. Quick breakdown…

• Monday: Gratuation Photos, trip preperation, general class business.
• Tuesday: Trip. Going to Boston.
• Wednesday: Wednesday. It speaks for itself.
• Thursday: Highschool Orientation.
• Friday: Blah.

And this weekend? I’ve gotten Final Fantasy Tactics. I thought it would suck at first, but it isn’t too bad. I’ve played about 40 hours since I got it on Friday, around 4:15.

I’ve got my main character as a Ninja, the first moogle dude as a time mage w/ dark mage stuff, two white/dark mages, a hunter, and another dark mage on my usual squad. If I feel like getting up close and personal, I switch some casters with my soliders and paladin. Win, win!

Yea. Back to kicking ass.

Today at our *catholic* school we had a bakesale to raise money so we can go on our class trip. Note the word ‘catholic’, you’ll need it later.

So I finish the first shift, and the next squad of people move in and relieve us from duty. The least painful way back to class is up this stairwell, down two halls, and back into the room. We head up the stairs, and find the door locked. We knock, and the music teacher comes and opens the door.

This is where the whole concept of ‘catholic’ school comes in. For those idiots who don’t know, catholic people are generally supposed to do good deeds and such. One of the requirements for being hired as an instructor is following the catholic faith.

So, we have the old lady open the door. She shoves half of herself out and says ‘This is not the way for your to come up’, pulls her ass back behind the door, and locks it in out face.

Does this not just *scream* hipocrisy? Hello, Mrs. Catholic. Thanks for opening the door for us — NOT.

So, I think I’ll just say that she is going to hell and end this before I get too worked up. I have other issues to discuss.

Now, we shall look at another subject, our *religion* teacher. Since she is our *religion* teacher, she should be most *religious*, yes? I’ll share a few stories, and leave the rest up to you.

• The setting is two days before Thanksgiving. In five minutes the whole school will be migrating to the gym for a prayer service. Mrs. Religion learns of some sort of minor name-calling incident in her class, which is really none of her god damn business. She pulls four students from class, and has them in the hall. She begins yelling and making her idle threats. By the time grades 6, 7, and 8 have to go past the spot, two of the students are in tears. Treat others as we wish to be treated, eh?
• Say one of her students comes to the door to ask to get a book from their crate or put their insturment away after band, and our class is being lectured on some riviting religious topic. They ask once, assume she didn’t hear when she doesn’t even look their way, and ask again. She proceeds with yelling at them for ‘disturbing the class’.

  Hey, dipshit? Who just turned it into a major event by yelling and embarassing the student? I smell a hypocrite!

Yea.