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-Feferi 38D'
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...
And counting.
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~Reader-chan~

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AHA!

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Romano huffed, knowing he would never get a girl. Italy was better at everything, so why even try? He sighed again.
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by ~Peachy-keen, Feb 28, 2007, 2:49:16 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

The “Oh-Ten” Gazette
Your source for everything that’s not happening in Freshman IB
Volume 1, Issue 1

You Know You’re in Freshman IB When. . .
•A test in every class in one day doesn’t scare you.
•You distract yourself in your two math classes by playing games on your calculator.
•Multitasking comes naturally to you.
•Procrastination comes naturally to you.
•The homework’s due in less than twelve hours . . . but you still haven’t started nine out of the ten pages.
•Lunch is a prime location to do homework or study for the test next period.
•The bus is a prime location to do homework or study for the test next period.
•Your bus is essentially silent in the morning. You have to get some sleep outside of class, after all.
•You stopped listening in Chemistry in first Quarter.
•A sticker on the test you just got back excites you.
•You’re eternally prejudiced against young, blonde teachers.
•The sight of pink elbows will forever give you nightmares of communists forcing you to color maps until your fingers bleed. After which you will be forced to write paragraphs that will be graded holistically.
•News of Nelson Wintringham’s tenth girlfriend this year doesn’t surprise you.
•Fanta is the Elixir of Life.

Rumor has it. . .

The first wave of standardized testing has ended, and Freshman IB is breathing a collective sigh of relief. Well, not really, since for most of them it was cake, but that’s beside the point. A few have been hospitalized from the stress of having a week of tests followed by the FCAT. Those who were unable to complete the test in the allotted time (thus defying the expectation for IB students to finish within a half an hour) were kicked out of the program, effective immediately.

After the test, a game of blackjack in the “M” homeroom resulted in the loss of various mp3 players and cell phones. Though the betting of Rachel Metras was at first assumed to be a joke, Jake Mullery still waits to collect his winnings.

Several who were forced to take their tests in the Science buildings have gathered to campaign for more comfortable stools. Unfortunately, most students asked to sign their petition said that when the school could get enough money to supply the bathrooms with soap, they would start caring about butt-bruising stools. The group gave up hope at hearing this, due to the extreme unlikelihood of a sanitary public bathroom.

Another group was gathered for a much less practical purpose: figuring out how to spell “yiff niff.” Headed by Luis Soto, the group was consulting various English teachers and even trying to contact the writer of the short story in order to discern the spelling of the imaginary word. Maya Meredith, Freshman IB’s presiding Grammar Hitler, was approached for a spelling suggestion, but she insisted that the cause was just too stupid to lend her name to it.

The "Oh-Ten" Gazette V1 I1by ~Peachy-keen

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ZOMGZ, Peachy posted some writing! Okay, now that that's over. This is an underground newspaper for the International Baccalaureate students at my high school. I am one of them. We just had FCAT testing on Monday and Tuesday, which, for those of you who don't live in Florida, is our state's standardized testing.

I'll try to explain some of the inside jokes.
-IB students are infamous for our procrastination. The best bit is that we rock at it, and nearly always get good grades.
-Our Chemistry teacher has a habit of going off on long tangents. About things that don't even relate to Chemistry.
-The young, blonde teacher is our Geometry teacher, who a lot of kids don't like for various reasons.
-Our World History teacher has pink elbows because he's the wrestling coach. No, I don't understand the connection either. I'm still holding onto the firm belief that he has psoriasis. He's rumored to be a communist, and in the beginning of the year made us color and label maps all the frikkin' time. Now he makes us write paragraphs which he grades holistically, which is annoying as fuck because he can't grade for shit.

Sorry for the language, kids.

P.S. The "Rumor has it" section is a mix of truth and fiction.

~Lindajing Mar 22, 2008 Hobbyist Digital Artist

XD
I'm doing IB in Australia T_T

~lawei Aug 28, 2007

ashahaha, Gosh this cracks me up. While I may not live in Florida, we do have IB in North Carolina and I'm currently in my Jr. Year. So kudos to those who've stuck to the program and hopefully they won't kill themselves on their group 4 projects and TOK thesis essay + senior exit project on top of that. ah, well This is me procrastinating and not doing my French 4 homework and writing my essay for english.

~KiyoInABox Mar 2, 2007 Writer

Man I miss you! And your grammar-Hitler-ness. I want to spend a day over there just to see what it's like. MSA kind of corrupts after a while, no?

~Peachy-keen Mar 2, 2007

Enh. Southeast is a normal school, that's really the only difference. XP

~KiyoInABox Mar 8, 2007 Writer

XD That's true. MSA really can't be normal, can it? Well, I'm glad you're having fun with IB. Dual Enrollment rocks over here.

~Peachy-keen Mar 10, 2007

Who said I'm having fun with IB? I'm having fun making fun of IB; that doesn't mean I'm having fun in it.

~KiyoInABox Mar 11, 2007 Writer

Aha. Well, now that you've clarified that difference, how's life?

~IdrilAsphodel Feb 28, 2007 Student

wow...
this is exactly like my school day, only in a different school. It made me laugh a lot, actually.
Nicely done, I really like it! Great job!
STNKY

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