I have a good idea. Let's have a class. A high school class. We'll call it, oh... say, AP Perkovich. In it, we'll study world history, coloring, and jeopardy. We'll cover half of the book material within the first nine weeks of the school year and by the end of December, we'll be all set for review. Is anyone interested? Of course, I'll have to run it by my friends, The Administration, first, but I'm sure it'll fly. Of course, we'll have to turn the air conditioning to below sixty degrees [Kelvin, not Fahrenheit] everyday, close the windows and doors in the summer, open them in the winter, and most importantly, have daily fives.
I want the six week period to be up already. Even though my seat in world is not bad [despite someone who sits to the front right of me], I can't stand sitting by strangers in AP Psych. This whole "getting to know people better and interacting with them and not just talking with your friends" thing doesn't work, because nobody gets to know people better. There's the occasional comment and polite chuckle, but we don't interact and intellectually grow as a class. It just doesn't work. And it doesn't help that I'm in the corner of the room and everyone I know is as far away from me as physically possible. Thanks to everyone who sits around me in world who's pretty cool. The entire box that surrounds me is pretty cool except the bottom left and top right. [NT and AM, respectively] Of my box, I'd say Maria Cecilia's the most whacked out. Nothing beats foreigners. I still haven't told her that whacked out isn't a normal phrase. She was gone on Wednesday. I was sad. This paragraph is all over the place. I don't like all over the place paragraphs.
Something's up with these AP Bio multi-choices.