Wørd in the Hall

Before I rant, I would like to apologize to Mike for both posting this after when I said I would and for essentially not alloing comments. Well, after I post this I will enable comments, so if you wanted to comment beofre and couldn't please try again. As for posting this late, it's about 1:10 P.M. where I am, and Mike says these are only good when written late at night or early in the morning. If it makes you feel better I wrote this last night and am merely typing it now, I'm still pissed off from finding out how to get the ø in the title, I'm blasting music, my parents aren't home for another half-hour, and I have to finish this and an essay before they get back. So expect a little anger and confusion. We now continue with your scheduled rant.
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September 6, 2006. Another beautiful day in paradise. This week's Wørd in the Hall: Freshmen. "There's too many random freshmen in this hallway. You never see the same one twice." This quote is this week's rant in a nutshell. At my highschool, there are roughly 650 students and at least 200 of them are freshmen. When we go to assemblies, Seniors are in the center, Juniors are on the left, Sophomores are on the right, and Freshemn are in the balcony. 74 years ago there were 200 seats in that balcony. Today, its standing room only for the last Freshman homeroom. There's just too many of them. Now, my class, the Sophomores, are relatively small. So small, in fact, that they merged our gym class with the freshmen gym. That's bullshit! What's worse is that the first two gym classes was Freshmen v. Sophomore kickball. Now, our class is not the one that you would exactly call something like talkative, hyper, or alive. We really don't care. We only had 50 people at the pep rally and 20 thought it was mandatory. So we lost the first game 9-2. The next game was different. We were pissed. So pissed that weak little me hit a homerun. So pissed that unathletic Alyssa hit the ball into a basketball hoop (we got no points or bases on this one due to everyone being momentairly stunned and thinking it was an automatic homerun. we won 9-5. Go class of 09! The class of, umm, 10 can kiss our ass. [/school spirit]
Our school has four hallways; Senior, Junior, Sophomore, and Freshman. You usually get a locker in the hallway of your class. If there aren't enough, since a lot of them don't open, your locker is in a hallway with the same locker size. Freshmen and Juniors have small lockers, Sophomores and Seniors have big lockers. But there are so many Freshmen that they have lockers in not just Freshman hall, but also Senior and Sophmore halls, where the quote was heard. We need to get them out of out hallway. There's just too many of them. We need to ice a couple, if you know what I mean. Someone almost did in gym class. During game 2, this one Freshman, Alleem or Eilim or something like that was being a complete asshole. He faked an injury to try to get one of our good players pulled. He just sat out for like 2 minutes. So one kid on our team, I forget who, "accidently" bashes this kid right in the face. He had it coming, faking injury and all. Have a nice day.