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http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071001/ap_on_re_us/single_gender_classes;_ylt=AiwcHmEEXoVLryJq2mKsUSD2_sEF

Vomit.

I will never allow my children to attend single-sex schools where boys are taught to be louder and more activity-prone and girls are encouraged to do science projects on cosmetics.

I would have never survived middle school if I were surrounded only by girls.

Oh, man.

Last night I was sitting up in my room being bored (even though I have roughly a metric fuckton of work to do) so I called Ryan to hang out. He called me back after he ate dinner and I rode my (read: Bryce's) bike down to his dorm. He showed me his awesome room (which is EXACTLY the same as the room that Angela and i shared out freshman year but is now a single), and we then decided that the only possible course was to take his hooakh up to the top of a parking ramp and smoke it. So we packed up and set off. On the way we ran into Ryan's RA, who he needed to ask about something so I went downstairs to wait for him. I ran into Matt, and when Ryan finally came downstairs the three of us set off dowtown.

I nixed the idea of climbing to the roof of the Sheraton because I felt that the hookah would complicate the situation too much, and besides, shisha smoking is relaly for chill times, so. We decided to go to the top of a parking ramp afterall. So we sat around, smoking grape/peach shisha and talking and talking. It was pretty excellent. A City of Iowa City truck even pulled up, saw us, and just drove away.

On the way back we smoked the hookah while walking and people kept saying things like "Is that legal?" and "Nice bong!". It was pretty hilarious.

We ended the night by borrowing the movie "Cannibal Apocalypse" from Matt's doesn't-look-creepy-as-hell-but-must-be-because-he-actually-owns-this-movie roomate. If you haven't seen this movie (and, because it's rated X in the USA and banned in 60 countries, I doubt you have), look it up. it is seriously Fucked Up. I thought that it suppposed to be a scary movie, but it turned out to be the most gory movie ever. They actually KILLED LIVE ANIMALS ON THE MOVIE. I am probably permenatly traumatized. Matt was the only one of us three who actually watched all of the animal killings. I saw part of one and after that just couldn't watch any more. I wasn't sure until after the movie if they were real, but they definitely were. If I had known that THAT'S the reason it's so controversial, I probably wouldn't ahve watched it. But.

Anyway, it was very late after the movie, and so i crashed on Ryan's incredibly comfortable couch and then got up and left for class 1.5 hours early on accident.

Ami and I made up a new game at about 4 am:

TeaspoonRiot: im booored
TeaspoonRiot: are you bored too?
smellbeforexrain: yes'm
TeaspoonRiot: sad day
TeaspoonRiot: what shuld we do?
TeaspoonRiot: let's play a game
TeaspoonRiot: ready set
TeaspoonRiot: GO
TeaspoonRiot: ill start
TeaspoonRiot: 17
TeaspoonRiot: you go
smellbeforexrain: lol okay. uhm.... i dont know what to doooo
TeaspoonRiot: anything\
smellbeforexrain: uhmm. 3.14159
TeaspoonRiot: hmmm....
TeaspoonRiot: cherry tart
smellbeforexrain: teehee spork
TeaspoonRiot: ninety-green
TeaspoonRiot: and...
TeaspoonRiot: eskimos!!!
TeaspoonRiot: *double hit*
smellbeforexrain: haha! :-) light urpleeee.
TeaspoonRiot: slurpee
smellbeforexrain: yumm
TeaspoonRiot: midgets
TeaspoonRiot: and...
TeaspoonRiot: a dashboard widget
smellbeforexrain: haha oh my
smellbeforexrain: uhmz. bloopy bleeps. and monkey bread.
TeaspoonRiot: mm monkey bread
TeaspoonRiot: how about
TeaspoonRiot: wiggity broom
smellbeforexrain: ooooh. saggy potatoes
TeaspoonRiot: good one
TeaspoonRiot: straight-backed number 3 moon shoe
TeaspoonRiot: and racket
smellbeforexrain: haha wonderful.
TeaspoonRiot: your turn
TeaspoonRiot: go
smellbeforexrain: quakle montgomery...
smellbeforexrain: i gots nothing
TeaspoonRiot: wow
TeaspoonRiot: that was great
TeaspoonRiot: hmm
TeaspoonRiot: purple alien guitar
smellbeforexrain: yay
TeaspoonRiot: (you have 89 points, i have 13)
smellbeforexrain: mappy brewster.
smellbeforexrain: wooot.
TeaspoonRiot: good one
TeaspoonRiot: hmmm
TeaspoonRiot: dinosaur eating pie
smellbeforexrain: aww cute. i'd like to see that.
smellbeforexrain: pod buckets.
TeaspoonRiot: mm
TeaspoonRiot: delicious
TeaspoonRiot: gourd friend
smellbeforexrain: hehe mop and broom storm
TeaspoonRiot: niiiice
TeaspoonRiot: zombie baby doll
TeaspoonRiot: (Ami, we are awsom)
smellbeforexrain: yeah basically
TeaspoonRiot:
TeaspoonRiot: your turn
smellbeforexrain: angel peanut butter brains
TeaspoonRiot: twenty rabid rapid river worms
smellbeforexrain: oh wow fantastic!
TeaspoonRiot: thanks
TeaspoonRiot: ou've got 1,826 points, i've got 1,862 pints)
TeaspoonRiot: points are arbitrary
smellbeforexrain: haha
smellbeforexrain: wonderful
TeaspoonRiot: yor turn
smellbeforexrain: perpetual apple juice bombs
TeaspoonRiot: niiice
TeaspoonRiot: winking cerebral palsy carrots
smellbeforexrain: awwz.
smellbeforexrain: pretty much sore booty
TeaspoonRiot: nice
TeaspoonRiot: glue in a spoon
smellbeforexrain: sweet. my head is starting to hurt.
TeaspoonRiot: aw
TeaspoonRiot: ok
TeaspoonRiot: good nite miss ami

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060502/ap_on_go_ot/college_grants;_ylt=AlcfTLWm_iHVsOM1Xr7yIXYDW7oF;_ylu=X3oDMTBhZDhxNDFzBHNlYwNtZW5ld3M-

It's like Bush sat down and said "Budget problem? Education problem? I have PERFECT solution!! Why don't we penalize students who go toc rappy schools and/or can't afford to pay to take AP tests by not giving them grant money!! I am a GENIUS!!!"

Think about how in all the programs, less than half of the states have these programs. Which means if a student goes to a crappy school or even lives in the wrong state they cvan be denied federal college aid.

The idea, I think, is that schools will care enough about their students to provide them with these curriculums and encourage students to take clases like that.

However, the truth is that many high schools don't give a flying fuck about their students. My high doesn't. Emiyl Grieves says that her high school didn't. Fuck, my high school fought me all the way when I wanted to do NAASE.

Schools just don't care about their students, and they certaintly don't care about students at their schools getting scholarship money.

Today

Whew. I went to bed last night about 3 am after spending more time freaking the fuck out about all the tests and stuff I had today than actually studying. Then I woke up at 7:30, a half hour before my alarm, ate Burge breakfast for like the 5th time ever, looked over my notes and went to take my Cultural Historical Foundations of Communication (aka, the History of American Journalism) test and handed in my CHFC portfolio paper I wrote last night. I aced that test, came home and spent about an hour practicing my 10 minute meorized Spanish oral final. I went to Spanish but didn't have to give said presentation because there wasn't enough time, so I'll have to do it tomorrow. Then I ate lunch with Patrice and Caleb and that was exciting a lot for a long time. Then I went to my Lit class where I learned that he gave me a B again on my second extra credit paper. I say "he gave me" not "I earned" because I didn't earn a B. But that's anmother rany for another day. I handed in a paper there too. Finally I came home. All i hav eleft is a piano final I'm supposed to have memroized for tonight at 6:30. And may be a nap.


About Ped Mall Beggers

Lately I have noticed this group of kids down at the ped mall
Begging for money.
I am not bothered by the mentally unstable elderly men whop beg for money sometimes, becasue really, what else can they do? There aren't that many of them adn anyway, and they are nice to talk to sometimes.
And I am certaintly not bothered by the buskers as long as they aren't aggressive about earning money. Playing music to liven things up, but also accepting money people choose to give is pretty much ok by me.
These kids, though.
These kids bother me.
Sometimes they have a sign that says they're stranded. They aren't stranded. They go to school here at the Unviersity. Or at least, a couple of them do.
Caleb tells me there's this girl he knows who begs down there sometimes, hiding her cell phone behind a sign asking for money.

In Chicago you need to buy a permit to busk. This is due in large part to the fact that all the buskers, panhndlers and beggers got out of town.

Iowa City's downtown area is a lovely place. Wouldn't it be sad if you needed a permit to play music there?

Well, those selfish, lazy little bastards who sit down there are going to make that happen if enough people get fed up and complain.

Seriously kids, don't be stupid. Work for your money. Don't ruin a good thing that I Iowa City has (the live music) by bothering pedsetrians for money and making the city want to start cracking down.

Sometimes I kinda want to spit on those teenagers.

Serisouly, wtf?