MASH

Well, not exactly. But remember in middle school, those games where you had to categorize your classmates and future lives? Who was cute, who was hot, who you'd marry, where you would live... There's an infinite number of those games, MASH is just the only one I remember.

I confiscated a note a couple days ago from Chatterbox, my new girl who was my trade for Squirrel. She's not a bad kid, just kind of frustrating. She looked terrified for a minute and tried to pass it off to Cyrus. I told her I would have no problem writing her up for giving it to him and not me after I explicitly told her to give it to me.

"Okay! Okay!" she yanked it back out of Cyrus's hands.

I stuck it in my pocket without looking at it. While torturing kids by reading the notes in class is fun, it also leads to a lot more disruption and occasionally humiliation, so I rarely do. I just put them away and throw them out later, or in rare cases, if they're really good kids who are writing notes after they're done their work or something, will give it back at the end of class, sometimes without even looking at it (I usually only do that with Jazz and Kira, who both have near 100 averages, but I told them they were only allowed to write notes if they used proper grammar and spelling and used words other than "play"). This one I just totally forgot about. I don't even remember when I took it from her. I pulled it out of my pocket today. On one side is the list of categories:

girlfriend
marry
sexy
Dog
hommie
cute
chill

On the other side is the Girl list and the Boy list. I'm number 8 on the Girl list- and, I might add, the only adult on the list. Unfortunately, they hadn't actually gone through and categorized anybody yet, so I don't know whether I'm "hommie" or just "chill".