The Checkered Camel Company

   Monday, February 10, 2003  

Hooterville


A girl who participated in the Bill Archer Program in 1992 signed my guestbook on one of the Washington DC trip pages. She wrote she felt mild guilt for not fulfilling all her responsibilities, which made me feel better about my own inadequacy in that department. This development also gives me further incentive to actually finish those pages.

At this weekend's speech tournament Fraz, Alison, Gary, and Bryan all qualified for TFA State competition. Now I shan't travel to Dallas alone with Mr. Powell. Alison and Gary are nice enough to me, but I enjoy Fraz's company more. He's fun.

Alison's mother, the Unsinkable Mrs. Stine, shall probably accompany us. The running joke whenever we need to eat out somewhere is that we all ought to dine at Hooter's, but Mr. Powell always refuses this request. Mrs. Stine, however, kindly took the team out to Hooter's this weekend, without Mr. Powell's knowledge. I am disappointed I missed that particular excursion.

My UIL Ready-Writing time conflicts with the schedule for Newswriting and Editorial Writing; Mrs. Schneider knocked me off those lists. She then pointed at Feature Writing on the schedule with her fingernail and offered me the most inspiring words any teacher has imparted to me thus far in my high school career:
"If you don't sweep this, I'm gonna be pissed."

Mrs. Schneider is too sweet.
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