The roads here in the land-locked hamlet of Finneytown or covered in snow and ice, so we get a snow day! To test out the ice, our five-year-old neighbor, my friend J.T., decided he was going to ride his bike down the hill on our street. He got down just fine, but when he tried to get back up the hill, he kept on slipping. It took several minutes for him to get anywhere, because at first, no matter how hard he tried to walk, his feet would just slide back on the ice and he wouldn't get anywhere. But JT has great perseverance, so he eventually made it back up the hill.
Thanks to my teachers (well I guess it's partly my fault for choosing the classes I did and caring way too much about the hardest two), my free day has been spent doing homework. My life is pretty much spent doing homework.
Unfortunately, canceled school doesn't mean canceled rehearsal. Since we're behind schedule, the director of the musical have decided that we need double rehearsal every day if we're to open a successful show on Thursday. This means that snow or no snow, we come to school at three, rehearse until 5:30, take a one hour dinner break, and come back until roughly 11 pm both today and tomorrow. Depending on his mood, we may have to stay after school on opening night for additional rehearsal time.
My one opportunity to go home after school for the first time in three weeks was yesterday, but that plot was foiled. Rehearsal wasn't scheduled to start until 5:30, so I decided to help the varsity academic team out again. Yet again, one of their members was sick. After playing two matches (both of which we lost, but one was close), we returned to the school at 6. I had planned on taking a playing test for orchestra at 5:15, so I had to go take that as soon as I got to school (I did well enough that I better get at least third chair, if not second). Upon showing up forty-five minutes late to rehearsal, I discovered that we hadn't really started yet, so it didn't matter that I was late. Hell (aka rehearsal during hell week/opening week) lasted until 11 pm. Cast, crew, and pit banded together like never before as we checked outside every few minutes for snow. When we had still only gotten a few flakes by 10, we began to despair. However, at 10:30, two of my tech friends and I looked out and beheld a glorious sight: it had finally begun to snow in earnest! We danced and jumped out in the snow, and Sarah took several good pictures.
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Let us apply Genre to Education:
Heroic Epic:
1. Youthful exploits of precocity, also the lesser exploits.
2. Middle exploits, also the greatest exploits.
3. Descent into the Underworld, also the greatest and most necessary exploit.
4. Transcendence or martyrdom.
Classical Bildungsroman:
1. Establishment of Society.
2. Assertion of Autonomy.
3. Socialization and Autonomy quarrel.
4. Happy Ending, thanks to previous lessons learned.
Either way, you win as of this educational year's passing. Isn't that nice?
I think UC was the only place that didn't have an official snow day yesterday. But seeing as how both of my classes were canceled anyways, I got a snow day, too! But I didn't do homework, which probably wasn't very smart.
Oxnard did not close until 3:15 pm, and none of my classes were canceled, excepting the one after 3:15 pm, taught by an individual about whom I have said, "I do not like his voice, and I do not like what it says."
The point being that I did not get a snow day.
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