Spy Games

I took the AP English exam today - I didn't enjoy it. Due to test guidelines, I believe that is all I'm allowed to say about it without having my test marked void. How CollegeBoard might get a hold of this blog, I'm not sure - I imagine I have enemies that might try to screw with me or something. At least, I like to think there are people out there who would try to undermine me solely to see me fail. 

Perhaps it's just me, but the thought of having a unknown adversary is quite thrilling. I mean, what if every single bad thing that ever happened to me was the result of someone I pissed off years ago getting their revenge covertly every instance possible? Illogical, but it certainly makes life more amusing to think that the next time I step in dog crap, hit my head on the ceiling of my Jeep, or lose a girlfriend to another girl, that it's all because I did something to someone that they absolutely hated. The Buddhists call it karma - for all I know, it's Kevin Brown.

You know, I'm seriously surprised that Sheldon Clark has not been invaded by terrorists yet. The AP test was conducted at the community center (I don't think that was a secret), and I drove down to the school to pick up my sister. I strolled into the parking lot, ignoring the makeshift "STOP" sign attached to a barrel that would allow the security guard to come to check me out. He made no effort to come out and stop me as I drove past it though, so I imagine he must have been too busy to notice.

I parked in one of the faculty parking spots, adjacent to the outside door that leads to Mr. McCoy's room - one of the few that is actually locked. I entered the school via an unlocked, in fact, partially opened door on the side of the school. If Osama Bin Laden had been in my shoes, he would have been fluttering out of his turban. An unopposed entry into a building full of innocent civilians, a school building in fact - that would have been an Alahsend by his standards. 

Fortunately, the closest thing to a terrorist in the building at the time was yours truly, who was seeking my sister. After maneuvering to avoid Mr. Nichols, I secured her location and told her to meet me swiftly where I was parked. I returned to my origin and waited for her arrival. We left immediately, the only thing lingering behind were the soundwaves produced by a Theory of a Deadman tune.

Note: The preceeding started out as a rant regarding Sheldon Clark's lack of proper security and turned into a strange mix of puns and spy talk. My apologies for the puns.

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I spent the entire afternoon off from school writing notes for Mrs. Bentley's research paper. Between lapses of focus that led me to watch random NBA videos and read about players who probably won't get drafted into the league this summer, I filled all of my note cards up with something. The problem - I'm still unsure what I'm doing. But hey, a stack of note cards with quotes from John Hollinger articles and a list of all the international players who got drafted in 1986 is a fantastic starting point, right?

I suppose the biggest news of the day, in addition to Manny Ramirez testing positive for a woman's fertility drug and getting suspended 50 games, is that Sheldon Clark High School will be having school this coming Saturday, May 8th, 2009. Now, I know this announcement has brewed anger within my peers, but let me say, I can't imagine a better way to celebrate a week filled with unorganized frenzy, uninspiring guest speakers, intense two-hour sessions of badminton and an underaged kid getting hit by a guy on probation than by conducting an extra day of school over the weekend. Frankly, I think this should be done more often, regardless of flooding or not. It's on days like this that all thirty people who want to be at school will finally get the one-on-one attention they deserve without the constant distractions created by their ill-minded peers. Now, if only someone could keep the intercom microphone away from Mr. Nichols' mouth, then we'd really be set for interruption-free learning.

Am I coming Saturday? Of coure not. Unless plans change, I'll be in Huntington renting a tuxedo for the prom. Have fun "learning" without me guys.

Cavaliers/Hawks game two will be on ESPN starting at 8:00 for anyone who wants to join me as the Cavs hopefully destroy the Hawks once again. I'm cranking out the Ben and Jerry's Double Fudge Chocolate for this one - to celebrate my finished notes, and because a dominating performance by the Cavaliers is a true Alahsend.

Batman, AWAY!!!
Joshua Aaron Moore

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