Stinkin’ Hippie
Today was the annual school film festival where they show a bunch of student-made films from the theater group. They’re.. okay. Most (all, basically) of them are about aliens. Seriously, I don’t think there’s been a single year where there wasn’t at least one alien movie. They even based one off of Twilight. Here’s how the scripts go:
KID 1: “Hey, you new here?” KID 2: “Yeah.” *LOTS OF WEIRD LOOKING SOCIALLY AWKWARD CHILDREN STARE AT KID 2. KID 1 GUARDS KID 2 DEFENSIVELY* ALIEN KIDS: “You’re not our kind.”
It goes on like this for a good five minutes. One year they made a movie where a whole bunch of dodgeballs came alive and started chasing after students. Yes, it was cheezy. Yes, there were ridiculous special effects. But some of the kids are actually pretty good actors.
The best part of the film festival is definitely the grad film (a montage of this year’s graduating class). It’s usually pretty funny and fun to watch. After the film festival and watching the grad video all the eighth grade girls are crying and hugging, even though we have what, a month left of school?
There are some things I’m gonna miss about school (during the summer) – like my math class. This may sound dorky, but we have a lot of fun in math. I’m in the same class as one of my best friends, PLUS our teacher is a beast (if you don’t know what a “beast” is, you might need to get out more). We have tons of inside jokes and math puns and whatnot. Our textbook, which is from the 90′s, is so easy to make fun of. Anything from the 90′s is easy to make fun of. Wait, that’s no true. Kids from the 90′s are awesome. GO WHATEVER OUR GENERATION IS CALLED! By the way, according to Wikipedia ”youth culture in the 1990s was characterized by environmentalism and entrepreneurship. Western world fashions were often individualistic, tattoos and body piercing gained popularity, and ‘retro’ styles inspired by fashions of the 1960s and 1970s were also prevalent. Some young people became increasingly involved in outdoor activities that combined embracing athletics with the appreciation of nature.” Damn right we’re characterized by environmentalism and entrepreneurship. Wait… I was a toddler in the 90′s. Back to the math book: each chapter begins with a picture, usually of something very roughly related to that chapter’s subject. Here’s an example.
THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK.
After school today I took Sammy over to Joey’s and consequentially locked myself out of the house. Dad’s on tour and mom was out buying an outfit for my Bar Mitzvah, so there was nobody to let me in. I went to the neighbors, they weren’t home. I couldn’t find a key so I just chilled with Sammy and his friends. We jumped on the trampoline, and we found a dead bird!
I was walking behind a tree to get a ball we lost when I looked inside of this random hole in the ground (? what ?) and found a dead bird. Random, much? I called the little kid posse over to look at it. Sammy said, “We should get it out and bury it and have a funeral!” So we scraped it out of the hole, washed it off, and gave it a proper burial in the hole next to the one it was found dead in. We couldn’t figure out how it died. There were no bite marks/dog-inflicted wounds, so we assumed it had fallen out of a tree. But it was a grown bird, and, uh, last time I checked, grown birds could fly. This mystery spawned some of the most ridiculous/hilarious theories I’ve ever heard. “Maybe it fell out of the tree and then like, started flying again but it ran into the garage because it’s right next to it and then it bounced off the window and fell in that hole.” Don’t think so.
Anyway, I hope we didn’t catch any airborne diseases or anything like that. There were some plans to dissect the animal, but Sammy, the peacemaker, declared we should have respect for the dead, so we buried it instead.
Remember my story about the Rabbi in a wig on Tuesday? I forgot to include a picture..
Speaking of Rabbis, the Bar Mitzvah is going well. This week I’m just reviewing all of my prayers and things to make sure they’re all up-to-speed. The big day is really coming up soon! I (finally) decided on a Tzedakah project. I will be donating 20% of any cash gifts I receive at my Bar Mitzvah to Direct Effect Charities, an organization dedicated to helping underprivileged kids in Chicago. The organizations website is DirectEffectCharities.org. It [the site] could use a little work, but at least it’s good to see they’re not spending too much money on web design. I’m thinking about having a fundraiser project here on my blog, so you can donate to Direct Effect Charities, too, and help me with my Tzedakah project.
Time fo’ some sleep.
(My Generation by The Who)
