Salmon BBQ tonight

Hey I was just wondering if anyone is going to the salmon bbq tonight because I am trying to decide whether to go or not.

GradeEleven.finished = True

Well, everybody (well, you Eleveners out there)...we're done! We're pretty much now Grade 12 students. And we know what that means...one last year of high school! It's actually really...really....really...weird. It's quite shocking. Then afterwards, it's off to University (at least, for me). Wow. Only one more year. I actually can't believe it. No, really, I actually think I'm lying to myself.

WHO'S LOOKING FORWARD TO CALCULUS?????
*Crowd Erupts*

w00t.

Please be my friend,
Ben

P.S. Please.

on behalf of cam, alannah, and hannah...

so, basically, because cam's at gym and alannah's at work, i'm taking control of the issue brought up earlier by one of the three of us while standing in cam's kitchen. we haven't gotten together in a while. i know there are a few of you that i haven't really seen since the last small groups. in case you were wondering, yes, there is a point to this entry. cam, alannah, and i decided that we should have a movie night. where? depends. with who? well that also depends on you, the reader. when? wednesday night would be fitting. if any of you have suggestions as to where or what movie to watch, please feel free to make said suggestions. one of us will update you on whatever progress is being made later (once we make some progress).

anyone else wanna go to grad in this love machine? yeeowza. btw, this is entry #101. congrats, guys! good team effort.

well, alannah, i think that it is safe to say that you are very close to being at least half as attractive as i am. congratulations.

i love gym class

so, basically adreanne, alli and i decided it would be a good idea to stick a pad on cam's locker and take a picture of it. he was peaved. i'm only posting this to bug him. and btw, here's to grade 10 being over! anyone else feel like this year's gone by too fast to be done already?

by john moe

MARVIN GAYE EXPLAINS WHAT HE HEARD THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE.
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Baby,

By now you've returned home to discover all my clothing, housewares, and other worldly possessions gone forever. And also me. But you've found this note and are reading it. You are probably surprised to find me not here (or "there" in my case, because at the moment I am not where you and the note both are). You are surprised, I bet, because you didn't think I knew about your plans to break up with me. How, you're thinking, did Marvin learn of my plans to make him blue?

I'll tell you how: I talked to the grapes.

This surprises you, I know, that I have such a power. And believe me, it surprised me when I first discovered it. It all started about six months ago when I bought a sack of grapes from an old man on La Cienega. I think he might have been an Indian shaman or a Spanish guy or what have you. But he said that these were magical grapes and worth a hundred dollars and I figured why would someone lie about something like that to me when I'm Marvin Gaye? So I paid him, took the grapes home, put them on the table (in that Navajo bowl from your mother) (still there) and stayed up for 36 hours waiting. And just when I was about to give up, the grapes started talking. Telling me about where they grew, how they were picked and sold and then resold a few times. It wasn't very interesting, really, because they were only two weeks old so what did they know? But still, hell, talking grapes. In the brief time I spent with them, they taught me the language of grapes, how to listen and how to talk it. A few days later I heard their tiny gasping yelps as they died of natural causes and began to rot. It was remarkable. I buried them in the front yard. You weren't there, baby. You were probably, even then, spending time with the guy you knew before.

After that, every stroll through a supermarket produce section was like a damn Christmas party, thousands of little conversations everywhere. Stupid stuff, gossip mostly and primitive grape songs, but still remarkable. I would buy a few bunches and take them home, trying to entertain them as best I could with some songs and jokes until, within a few days, they all died. Before long, I had become a legendary figure in grape folklore, a demigod who could provide enlightenment in the too-brief life of a grape.

Well, when you're a demigod like me you grow kind of distant from mere mortals like you. That's why I never told you about this ability and instead grabbed the fruit bowl and ran to the basement whenever you came home. Still, I thought we had a stable relationship that could withstand a few ups and downs. The grapes, on the other hand, had their doubts, constantly telling me they thought you were up to something. "No! We love each other and everything's OK!" I shouted. "Quit trying to drive us apart, grapes!" Finally, I gave them a chance to prove their assertions. I left for a day and instructed one of the grapevines (a particularly observant bunch) to report back to me. It took me by surprise, I must say, when I found out yesterday what was really happening. You plotting to let me go and take up with that other guy you knew before, never realizing that the fruit bowl was filled with dozens of spies. You even ate Diane R. Weinstein, Jamal Jackson, Evelyn Matthews, and Dave Griffin (all grapes).

You could have told me yourself that you found someone else. But instead I had to hear it from my friends. Now I know you're supposed to believe half of what you see and none of what you hear. But why would the grapes lie to me? What would be in it for them? Turns out they're the only friends I got.

So this is goodbye. I hope you and the guy you knew before (sorry, I can never remember his name) are happy together. I will dedicate my life to the grapes now and to promoting better understanding between our two species.

I'm just about to lose my mind.

Marvin

Accepted to CIT #2!!!

Guess what everybody? Well, yeah, you guessed it from the title, so that's not fair. But in any case, I've been accepted to CIT #2!!! I'm goin' to camp! Whoooooooo!! It's pretty darn cool. Anyway, just thought I'd let everyone know...and that's all I've got for now.


--Ben