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Wednesday, March 16th, 2005 09:31 am
http://www.livejournal.com/users/theferrett/466248.html

holy SHIT.

there are no words for how much I bless my HS right now.

no.

fucking.

words.
Wednesday, March 16th, 2005 10:20 am (UTC)
I was catching up with someone who had gone to my junior high years after me and asked about my favorite teacher (who had been a spinster (which is a bachelorette who's gone past her sell-by date) when I was in jr. high). She said, no, there's no teacher by that name.

My heart plummeted. She'd been out for health reasons during my seventh-grade year, and while it's inevitable your teachers will die someday, you know . . .

Then she said, "But Mrs. B- has been there forever anyhow. I don't know a Miss K-."

"B-" had been the surname of one of the biggest discipline problems in my jr. high class.

Apparently, she had *so* many problems with him that she had to meet with his (divorced? widowed?) father about it and they started dating.

Now she's his stepmother. 8-D