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May. 27th, 2003 10:37 pmWas going to write earlier, when I had the chance before the Publications "final," but Blogger didn't want to behave for some reason. Hmmph.
The final was to get the website for The Flame up and running, and since it was more-or-less already done, only missing a picture and a bit of formatting, we were out in less than an hour. We had two hours for the period. Go me. And when I say "go me", I do not mean "go us", because I did most of the work. And "go Katie", I suppose, because she's a cool freshman, for another week at least, and she did help me a lot with linking to the stylesheet I wrote. If I sound a bit arrogant, well, that's because I really was the only one who knew what was going on with the website. So yay. Probably going to be on the Board next year, let's see how successful I am with not killing Angus.
It was a very odd day, all in all. Short classes never help my sense of normalcy, and neither does having to comfort friends in distress. Not that I mind at all, but it shakes the normal of the day a little. It was the last day of class in my sophomore year of highschool ever. It should have been a bigger deal than it was, and I know Friday is going to be incredibly anticlimatic. The end of a very good year... must do stuff over summer. Driviness! Yay.
Okay, going increasingly incoherant. Perhaps bed is in order.
One last thought: Sheepfeet!
G'night.
The final was to get the website for The Flame up and running, and since it was more-or-less already done, only missing a picture and a bit of formatting, we were out in less than an hour. We had two hours for the period. Go me. And when I say "go me", I do not mean "go us", because I did most of the work. And "go Katie", I suppose, because she's a cool freshman, for another week at least, and she did help me a lot with linking to the stylesheet I wrote. If I sound a bit arrogant, well, that's because I really was the only one who knew what was going on with the website. So yay. Probably going to be on the Board next year, let's see how successful I am with not killing Angus.
It was a very odd day, all in all. Short classes never help my sense of normalcy, and neither does having to comfort friends in distress. Not that I mind at all, but it shakes the normal of the day a little. It was the last day of class in my sophomore year of highschool ever. It should have been a bigger deal than it was, and I know Friday is going to be incredibly anticlimatic. The end of a very good year... must do stuff over summer. Driviness! Yay.
Okay, going increasingly incoherant. Perhaps bed is in order.
One last thought: Sheepfeet!
G'night.