Si senior...they are the desks of which you speak. Most of ours are an off yellow color, although some of the newer ones are shiny, and off white. They're both a pain in the ass to clean though. The ones used in elementary school are the same, only shorter ( obviously), and have a metal belly for holding books and other belongings.AstroSmurf wrote:^You probably have those new fangled composite tops with the spindly metal frames and missing any sort of book basket underneath. We got them new when I was a Senior in high school. Now I do feel old. (Actually I am not much younger than your parents sonny boy.) I just remember that I could stand up while still in the desk and walk around with it caught on my pelvis and back. I used to move my desk around my calculus class like that to annoy the teacher. Ms. Anston hated me because I was a "trouble maker and a smart ass".Her words, not mine. That day I told her "watch your language grandma" was the very last time I got sent to the vice principal's office during my public school career. Good times.
I've been sent to the principal's a few times, although none of them have been for discipline. My old elementary school principal was amazing. He'd have kids down to his office all the time, to chat with them, or to eat lunch with them. He had a nice little Star Trek collection sitting on the windowsill. Nice guy. He retired last year and moved to California to become principal of a Middle School, in Monterrey bay.
The new guy...eesh...he's not too nice. Banned the teachers from wearing jeans, doesn't let kids in his office...and, apparently the open invitation for any former students to come back and visit doesn't exist. I'm sure there are some good pictures on the school site.
http://www.hamburgschools.org/bostonval ... efault.asp
The school's only about a mile from my house.
Well, I think I'll stay up a bit later to watch Leno in the basement, purely because I can. Dad's already asleep.
G'night guys.
It feels good to finally have something going my way.
Traffic has continued to slow down over the months to a mere trickle and we couldn't find a way to get things back to the way they were; it was decided that we couldn't justify the trouble and expense of keeping thing going. 
I guess I should have posted there more often. Really sorry to hear that, RJ 
We got into a huff about garbage, of all things. I had garbage in one of my boxesof belongings downstairs n the basement. Just like, used papers, etc. He yelled at me, and told me to get rid of them, because he didn't want it cluttering up his basement. I told him I'd take the box up to my room, and go through it later. He said that didn't matter, and then ordered me to take care of the garbage regardless. 
I am so excited! Today has turned out to be a good one. Now tomorrow is going to be another story. I go to have my teeth cleaned and I HATE having my teeth cleaned. You can't win them all can you.