Oh Ms. Low
Lots of people do not understand the use of irony, but really…
It is quite ironic that “Remember Me” has to come out on that stupid day
No one is going to remember anything during the weekend before finals.
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I watched one of the videos from this year’s variety show, which is especially early this year (maybe ms. low is on crack. who knows?) I heard Ms. Low blabbing endlessly about her choir students before they come out for their senior solos. It’s funny though. I still think her voice is annoying and I guess I still have that “mutual hate” thing going on. It was so long ago that I don’t even remember what Ms. Low said when she introduced me. I just remembered that a bench fell on my head that night. It wasn’t that long ago was it? Or am I really that old? Did I grow up that much? Nelson’s graduating this year. Clearly, something’s wrong. Nelson, the little freshie who randomly walked up to me during the Winter Concert. Nelson, the little boy who asked me how he can get into Advanced Chorale. And I wasn’t even there for his senior solo because Ms. Low is on crack to make it in March. Ms. Low must be one of the stupidest teacher ever! Who is going to cry about leaving high school in the beginning of March? Is she crazy???
Yes, somehow, I still hate Ms. Low. There’s always something to hate about her.
Ironically, as much as I hate her, I pray that I can still stand on the risers and wait for 7th period to start…but I was always late, right? I never waited for class to start. I am almost always last to get my folder…*sigh*
I am wishing for everything I used to have, even Ms. Low’s annoying voice.
Something is definetly wrong.
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