#1625

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March 10, 2010, 6:21 p.m.

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//A story from Dr. Simel... So, you know, a long time ago, I used to like to catch a few Zs before my classes. So I had my pillow, and my blanket, and there was this conference room next to my office. I told the secretary to wake me up in 15 minutes, when my class started, and I lay down under the conference table. Later, I woke up, and saw that I had been drooling. Like, reeeeaally drooling. And I looked at my watch, and noticed I was 10 minutes late for class. And then I noticed there were a bunch of legs all around me, and realized they were having a meeting, and they didn't know I was under here. So I was thinking, "Oh my god, what do I do, I can't just skip class," and so I crawled out from under the table - and I was about 30, y'know - and all the people just stared at me. And when I got out of the room, about 3 seconds later, I heard them all start to crack up. Then, a few years later, whenever someone looked at me and started to laugh, I knew that person had been one of the people in the room. Isn't that great?

#1630

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March 10, 2010, 9:33 p.m.

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// discussing the awakening in ap lang, esp. adele when dr. simel walks in Mrs. Gross: If you're a women, you can be a housewife, a trophy wife, an assistant, a nurse... Student: Or prostitute! Mrs: Or a prostitute. Adele's a perfect housewife though. She's on her back all the time. Having sex or having a baby. Having something! Dr. Simel: What book is this? Class: The Awakening Dr. Simel: I love it already. // as she walks out she grabs a copy.

#1760

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April 9, 2010, 1:53 p.m.

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Nilay, to Gibi: You look like a dinosaur. Gibi, to Gross: They're verbally harassing me! Gross: You're harassing them by how you look.

#1767

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April 10, 2010, 4:58 p.m.

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*Rose walks into class ten minutes late* Ostrander: You didn't really need to come: he (Warren) could really teach the class. Rose: Yeah, isn't he great? Ostrander: In fact, I don't know why we even pay you... Rose: -sweat- um, legal things - he's a minor!

#1873

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May 4, 2010, 6:27 p.m.

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Rose: Man, I am in a much better mood today now that it isn't so hot and stuffy. I was seriously thinking about wearing like 80% less clothes today. Class: Ewwwwww! Rose: No, I meant 80% less weight, not...surface area.

#1906

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May 10, 2010, 7:32 p.m.

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Mr. Pham: When you send letter, what is the first part you do? Student 1: Write the "dear" to the recipient? Mr. Pham: No! Student 2: Write the date? Mr. Pham: No! Student 3: Write the address on the envelope? Mr. Pham: No! Student 4: Attach the stamp? Mr. Pham: No! Student 5: Write the return address? Mr. Pham: No! You write the country so they when the letter is sent from space, they know where it go. When you go from space, what is the first part you see? It's the country, not the address!

#1966

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June 1, 2010, 10:52 p.m.

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Rose: Wait, stop being smart. First...*breathe* what does a shell look like? Mythili: Like a roll of toilet paper! Rose: Mythili, head always in the gutter. -Later- // Rose looks uup pictures of shells on a website. Rose [reading from website]: IF you think about, visually, a shell is like a...roll of toilet paper. Mythili: Booyah! Whose head is in the gutter now!

#1993

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June 10, 2010, 5:35 p.m.

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//While ago, talking about how Collins and Donaldson are never in the school at the same time because of their schedules; in Ms.Collins' class. Hammond: Would it be like antimatter/matter if they were in the same room? *Few minutes pass, and Mr.Donaldson enters while Ms.Collins is teaching* Class: NOOOOOO!

#2195

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Sept. 24, 2010, 5:21 p.m.

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Gross: This is why Hester can't fit into Puritan land. She's pretty, and all the other bitches are jealous.

#2200

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Sept. 25, 2010, 5:27 p.m.

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//Beginning of AP Physics DP, taught by Mr. Boettcher Schafer: Okay, guys, I'm teaching today! Class, in unison: Yay! Schafer: No, you're supposed to say, "Aww, but we want Mr. Boettcher." (Signals for class to repeat after him.) Class, in unison: Yay!