Neh. Whatever Leila. He's so not your type, you should see the people at his party, so the people you would hate. But there was this one girl with a Gir jacket on.
I was talking with Rachel today in lunch and I was like, "You should come to Bellaire." She looks kind of horrified and is like. "Nooooo waaayyyy. Its ratings were so bad!"
Swallow garlic bread. "Not true, it's one of the best schools in the Houston area."
"But it only three stars."
"That's more than half."
"But still."
"There was only like one stabbing Rachel, and they've got a camera at that staircase. Nothing to worry about."
She looks shocked. Obviously she didn't know there was any kind of violence there at all.
"Only one stabbing?"
"Yeah, I think."
"Julie, that's so-"
"You worry too much."
"For good reason."
"Rachel, the chance of you being stabbed is really small. Unless you're like this really annoying pests that gets on the nerves of the violent people or a gang member then you're good."
Shock.
I kind of laugh and choke on my pizza.
We go on debating for the rest of lunch and then in the end I'm getting annoyed and just end it with a "Whatever. Do what you want Rachel." I'm thinking: 'You don't get along with these kinds of people; if you go to Emery you'll probably be miserable…'
Hebrew is evil. Really. It is.
Ms. K told us to go around and ask about people.
"Do you have brown hair?"
"Do you have blue eyes?"
"Do you have any cats?"
"Do you like pizza?"
Blah.
All in Hebrew.
So we just go around and ask in English and she keeps calling, "Beh Eviriet!" Which means "in Hebrew". We then resort to pointing to the square and writing in English. The numbers were so off but nobody really cared. Mrs. K didn't seem to notice.
Mr. Houle has an awesome touch screen whiteboard. We get to highlight and write on it and it appears on his laptop. Just thought I'd mention how cool it is.
<3Julie
I was talking with Rachel today in lunch and I was like, "You should come to Bellaire." She looks kind of horrified and is like. "Nooooo waaayyyy. Its ratings were so bad!"
Swallow garlic bread. "Not true, it's one of the best schools in the Houston area."
"But it only three stars."
"That's more than half."
"But still."
"There was only like one stabbing Rachel, and they've got a camera at that staircase. Nothing to worry about."
She looks shocked. Obviously she didn't know there was any kind of violence there at all.
"Only one stabbing?"
"Yeah, I think."
"Julie, that's so-"
"You worry too much."
"For good reason."
"Rachel, the chance of you being stabbed is really small. Unless you're like this really annoying pests that gets on the nerves of the violent people or a gang member then you're good."
Shock.
I kind of laugh and choke on my pizza.
We go on debating for the rest of lunch and then in the end I'm getting annoyed and just end it with a "Whatever. Do what you want Rachel." I'm thinking: 'You don't get along with these kinds of people; if you go to Emery you'll probably be miserable…'
Hebrew is evil. Really. It is.
Ms. K told us to go around and ask about people.
"Do you have brown hair?"
"Do you have blue eyes?"
"Do you have any cats?"
"Do you like pizza?"
Blah.
All in Hebrew.
So we just go around and ask in English and she keeps calling, "Beh Eviriet!" Which means "in Hebrew". We then resort to pointing to the square and writing in English. The numbers were so off but nobody really cared. Mrs. K didn't seem to notice.
Mr. Houle has an awesome touch screen whiteboard. We get to highlight and write on it and it appears on his laptop. Just thought I'd mention how cool it is.
<3Julie
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