beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary
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Update from artsy teen land:
Three boys were sent home for flinging feces, like irate monkeys. They had hidden a turd in another kid's ceiling light fixture, it got passed to someone's backpack, and finally took to the air, hitting a girl in the back. Goodbye, idiots. I hope you left before the e coli outbreak could take hold.
New kids are here. In our dorm, the girls from Ghana, Turkey, and Germany keep the house rocking with their disco music.
Break-dancing is the new capoeira.
The poetry class wrote postcard poems. A nice little format. I got a postcard poem from sister Nilla, who was in Oregon:
Hey - been up for hours -
time zones really do a number on kids!
Going to the Rose Gardens this am - then who knows?
Hope to eat some "real" salmon. At least I
got a good cup of coffee this am in the lobby shop.
Love, N.
Hope you got that wild pink salmon, babe.
Goodbye from the woods from your loyal lettrist,
Beulah
10:14 p.m. - 2003-07-21
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