had nightmare about highschool. me and jennifer and avery and my roommate, cate, and two other girls who were completely imaginary were in this room with a substitute teacher/babysitter lady. there were bathroom-stall like structures we kept hiding in because she didn't want to let us do anything. she didn't understand that we were All Grown Up.
this is obv. about the substitute teachers who don't get that rules (ie, entering the teacher's lounge, walking in the hall w/o pass, driving somewhere and back during school...) don't apply to GOOD students.
i'm elitist.
<--can't decide whether to hate herself
[edit: what happened to the goddamned font???? grr!]
[edit 2. i had a thought. where did it go?]
this is obv. about the substitute teachers who don't get that rules (ie, entering the teacher's lounge, walking in the hall w/o pass, driving somewhere and back during school...) don't apply to GOOD students.
i'm elitist.
<--can't decide whether to hate herself
[edit: what happened to the goddamned font???? grr!]
[edit 2. i had a thought. where did it go?]