Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Yearbook Picture Take Three!!

Tomorrow we will try again to take the yearbook picture for Undefined. Please be there. I don't think I can ask them to come yet one other time. . . .Room 105. After school.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

SEX POEM

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Now that I have your attention... you perverts...

On Thursday, March 12, Undefined is having its group picture taken for the yearbook after school in Mrs.Gaboury's room. If you aren't there, you will not be in the picture, and that hurts deep down. Also, all no-shows you will be given the oppurtunity to learn first-hand the meaning of the words "eviscerate" and "extirpate," either through the trusty skills of the unofficial-Undefined-rip-your-face-off-guy (Bo Cardish) or through Mrs. Gaboury's pitbull. If, for some reason, you can't make it, shoot me or Mrs. Gaboury an email and we will see if we can reschedule. The alternative would likely be Tuesday, March 10. If it is rescheduled, you will be notified via blog, email, or carrier pigeon.

Lastly, I did indeed promise a "SEX POEM," so here goes:

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I can spell "sex"
And so can you

See you at there! =)

~Tyler

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sheldon has thoughts, too!!!

Hey I have decided I do not want to argue about artistic license with anyone so maybe I'll post a few things. (Actually the more likely reason is I am avoiding my homework. As an expert in procrastination, I should not be allowed to use the internet.)
Since no one is posting on Gaboury's class blog anymore, I don't think anyone has read this. It's just something I wrote about Evie Sweet's clay gargoyle in one of the display cases. I liked writing it, but I don't know if it's any good. A comment or two might be encouraging.


Gargoyles
In winter when the snowflakes whip through the bitingly cold air, the gargoyles remain where they are. The flakes descend from the skies where their souls continue to live and settle on the spines as a chilly blanket (exhales of fog seep from their lungs). The stone wings are sharp to the touch with cold.
In spring the bitterness ebbs away, leaving a progressively crumbling foundation underneath the uneasy statues (eyes flicker downwards). A warmth spreads over them in new sun. The pleasant rains wash away memories of the desolate winter.
In summer the waves of heat roll into the stone, causing endless wistfulness as their shapes warp ever so slightly (mouths turn down with a sigh). The birds land on the upturned faces, chirping cheerfully at the abundance of life in the whispering trees below.
In fall when air pushes leaves into the sky, the gargoyles sense the sweetness of autumn on the wind's breath. A briskness settles over the humid air, resigning itself to the months ahead. The trees grow barren and the birds go to foreign lands (hearts throb with loneliness and dread). No warmth emanates from the pedestals on which they are resting.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Yearbook pic!

Hello there!
The yearbook would like to take our picture--even though we are a bit defunct and online only--any takers-? Thursday sound good if I can set it up?

mrs. g

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Feedback on ideas

Soo-I have a couple of ideas for stories I wanted some feedback on.
I may have spoken to someone(s) about them, my brain is a seive.

1)Mailboxes. This will either be incorportated into the story I am currently working on-the one I brought the first chapter--that seems to no longer be the first chapter--about the girl who..ok I am getting distracted here. The mailbox idea is a children's story idea where at night the mailboxes gather and 'gossip' the days events and try to help out their people. But I keep coming up with mushy ideas--need some good ideas still about the problems they could help with.

2) A Christmas Tree that turns into a Valentine's Tree that becomes an After Tree for the birds and squirrels and then becomes alive or maybe not.

Very rough ideas.

3) My YA novel is of a girl who has some kind of problems--CP?--and she finds a tree and a path to another world--maybe where storybook characters are alive and living together or maybe not.

Lots of ROUGH ideas.

What is everyone else working on?

Hope your break is great!

Monday, February 16, 2009

Unnesisary Profanity

This post is just for shits and giggles because I know no one will read it. I tried writing a few things but i dont think anyone read them, soooooo... fuck shit balls, TITS. if you have a problem with this post tell me about it. As a comment or a post. so farewell, screw you, and sleep tight ya' morons!

-Matt