H is for hell.
Actually, the convocation wasn't that bad. They read the names pretty quickly, the speeches weren't as painful, and I had an epiphany at the end: Mr. Lum read out, "And Red Team, meet tomorrow after school in the Knight Center Lobby to set up for Mass."
I looked at the two golden cords on my left.
I looked at the two golden cords on my right.
I smiled. And I said "No."
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But Ken, aren't you committed to utilizing your time in the service of Jesuit? Or was it all a sham? I don't know what to believe anymore.
I spent an hour and a half after school today helping the Auction Office, that's service. But I did it because I wanted to, not because Comrade Lum required it. (Uh, okay, I did the second two thirds because I wanted to.)
Ok, so me not having a life... I was using the next blog button up on the blogger toolbar.
Well, I found people who actually have less of a life than me. And possibly even Alex. Although knowing Alex, this might just be one of his multiple personalities...
Anyway...
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