8.16.2006

Off to a Great Start


Georgia got home from work around 9:30 last night, went straight to the kitchen, prepared an enormous fruit salad with yogurt, and proceeded to hit the books. She had an essay to write for Geography, already, and that was “just the beginning.” I didn’t try to talk to her at first, because she turns into Sybil when she’s hungry. Better to wait until she’s spooned a few bites of banana in. Then:

TR: Are you cranky 'cause you're starving?

G: I don’t have any time to eat at school. I mean none.

TR: Why don’t you take a Cliff bar or something?

G: What part of NONE do you not understand?

TR: Something you could eat walking to class…

G: And that’s another thing! We have exactly seven minutes between classes and it takes fifteen minutes to get from one side of the building to the other. And that’s on a good day--no police dogs in the doorways, no band geeks carrying tubas, and no cheerleaders making pyramids. Most of my classes are on C Hall, and my locker is on T Hall…

On the opposite side of the school.

The farthest locker.

The one near the exit.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

P: Hello, Kettle?
K: Yeah.
P:This is Pot. You're black.

Anonymous said...

greg, what the heck does that mean?

minus five said...

biggy: i got it. funny, funny stuff.

tania's mom: you need to watch more reruns of "friends."

amy rush said...

That's my favorite line from Friends.

In my day, we had 4 minutes to walk to the next class.

Uphill.

Both ways.

Tania Rochelle said...

Dang, Amy! I wish I'd said it first.

Anonymous said...

Mamoo- It means Tania has no right to comment on Georgia being cranky whenever she's hungry. I guess it's inherited from your side of the family. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!

Tania Rochelle said...

At least I know the person I inherited things from.

Anonymous said...

yeah, well I'm comfortable with my abandonment.

Anonymous said...

greg, just "BITE ME".

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