all we are saying

mood: bemused
music: library at 14.00
CPCetc: >.<

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All of you newly-graduated seniors are fuckin' lucky bastards.

For those of you that don't know the ins and outs of University High School, there are two parking lots that students are allowed to use. The Senior Lot/Overflow is really close to the school and very difficult to get in and out of. This lot is available to Seniors only. Then the Junior Lot (or J Lot or just J) is way the fuck away, past Petty Creek and the ISU baseball field. This is where the juniors and sophomores park. It's quite a hike and rather cold. After Class Night (which was last night) the seniors all leave and it is a right of passage for the juniors who now can park in the Senior Lot.

Every bloody year, the renegade sophomores decide to park in the Senior Lot too and every bloody year the juniors retaliate, writing on car windows saying "Go back to the J Lot" or, in the case of this year, "F*** U, go back to the J Lot". (Yes, they did write F***. That's not me trying to censor my blog).

Well, this year's sophomores are a bit full of themselves and decided they didn't like this treatment. So they retaliated and coated some of the Junior cars in sugar, flour, chocolate syrup and sand. And because we're pretentious little bastards, we've decided to go to war about this. The po-pos were called in and a few idiots who admitted to the choco-fying of Junior cars were suspended. Now anyone who vandalises a car will be arrested and the corridors are full of little pockets of people discussing the next course of action.

This whole parking lot thing is such shite, man. It's a fucking parking lot! Grow up! Christ.

I really can't stand the people in the school. There are exceptions, of course, because I love all of you and Laurel and Sarah and Fred and stuff, but for the most part the student body is just a bunch of pricks.

In related news, school was super-not fun today and Kiri remains in her ridiculous self-depricating phase. That needs to go away right the fuck now. ...Nope. Still there.