A Cynical View of Christmas Assemblies

THREE DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS!! Goodness, that's nuts. Today was a super short day in school; here's what I did:

1st hour- English- watched "Muppet's Christmas Carol" 
Christmas Assembly
2nd Hour- Gym- we just watched Despicable Me in the gym teacher's Spanish classroom
Lunch
5th hour- Social Studies-Took a ridiculously hard  Christmas Quiz, then watched "Jingle All the Way" with Arnold Schwarzenegger
7th Hour- Math- My math teacher wasn't even here today, so we went in a different classroom and played games.

The Assembly. Oh boy. Assemblies here are fairly frequent and uber annoying. Today I ended up sitting next to Ms. Liz (my drama and English teacher) through some inadvertent process. We made comments back and forth about the assembly and how stupid it was. So first, the cheerleaders carried the flag to the center of the gym and danced in a circle around it. Yes, it is weird. Then the Chamber Choir sang the national anthem, and the officers (in tutus, no less) sang "The Twelve Days of Christmas" very badly. And a capella. Did I mention it was bad? Plus the lyrics were all screwed up (my eagle friend gave to me a partner feeding pears to me).
Then they had a bunch of games, and one of them was all the most hated teachers got pies in their faces. Mr. Booker (my Social Studies teacher and the most hated teacher in the school) got called up to get a pie in his face, but he put on a ski mask and goggles. I thought it was smart. Everyone would be so happy if he got it in his face, so he denied them that pleasure. In some ways, I thought it was funny because everyone freaked out for the rest of the day.

Then at some point a bunch of kids stood in a circle drinking milk to see who could do it the fastest. I was shouting things like "This is hardcore!" and "I can't take this!" "Drinking milk in school!? Someone'll need therapy!" Ms. Liz said my cynicism cracked her up. Is that a good thing?

For the last few weeks, we had been asked to donate money to charity. If we got $3,000, then we'd get a "Mystery Prize". We all assumed it was good, because it took so much money. Well, we raised over $4000. Guess what the mystery prize was? Watching twelve lucky kids get $5 or iTunes cards. Egad, it was dumb. I paid for that? Really? I want my money back.

Then we just had a really messed up schedule. Why the heck did we need to even be there? We didn't get educated at all today. Not that I really ever do, but that's a different story.