Panic Attacts and Death (120 DAYS!!!)

So today Mr. Davenport, my Chinese teacher (note: Go to MIHS? Or are going to? DO NOT TAKE CHINESE.) hit a kid with a ruler. Not really hard, because he only complained, and I didn't see it happen as I was ingrosed in my book, but I just thought, "Great going, D-poe! First sexual harrassment, then abuse! Hey, teach us Chinese swear words, that'd work!"

Seriously, this man is obsessed with sex and anything related to it--and he's 50 years old! The other day he told a tennis player she looked good in her shorts. Women's Tennis Players at MIHS must follow the following rules:

1. Be as bitchy as possible
2. Only eat when doctor tells you
3. Weigh under 120 pounds
4. ONLY wear desinger skirts and tops and sunglasses, making sure the skirts could almost be counted as a swim suit.

And whenever we watch a movie in class, DPO always says "And this has some sex seens". You know what--he could show us porn movie by now, the ratings just keep escalating.

Anyhow, then during water polo I had a panic attack, which I atribuated to my lack of food today (some cereal), and the fact that we were playing with the varsity players, and they HATE me. The last time I played with them a girl (who we will refer to as HM) pushed me under and slammed my head into a wall. I even blacked out for a second. Yeah, so much for the Athletic Code. Or Humanitarian Code, for that matter.

So this weekend (Sunday) my friend and I are going to see if we can survive one day--24 hours--on cereal. She's choosing between Lucky Charms or Life Chocolate Cereal, and I'm still stuck between Life Chocolate Cereal or Trix. (Both are vegan! yay!) I'm leaning towards to Life Coco, but as I want to loose ten pounds and Life has 210 cals per 1 cup, I don't know how that would help. :)

(And yes I do need to lose about ten pounds--I weigh about 125-130 and am five feet tall)

In other news my favorite teacher is back, and not only back but with a new grandson! Unfortinatly, her grandson was born while another teacher is in the hospital.

This is a really sad story: a teacher at my school (I'll call her TS) was pregnant. She was shorter than me and only weighed about 90 pounds. There was some complications with the birth, but a lovely new born came to life. However, about a day later she was admitted to the hospital with a stroke. This was a month ago. Now she is still lying there, coma'd, eyes wide open. She's worse off than the Shipraho (sp) girl a few years ago. And TS leaves behind a six year old daughter.

Dear God,
Shema yisrael adonai elohanu adonai echad. Dear God, please let Ms. TS live. If you cannot, stretch such a goal, please keep her daughter and newborn son and husband (Jewish! Yes, I know she's Catholic, but they are raising their children Jewish) safe and relativly happy and depression free.

Thank you,
Rachel


120 DAYS TILL THE END OF THE WORLD!