[poem] Poetry is crime, No idea how to rhyme, stupid waste of time.
My social worker says it's beneficial. Personally, I couldn't give a rat's...
Emma, you interfering, it’s nothing new. Did people ever hate you for it? No, never. So don’t worry about it, it’ll all work out.
So teacher’s pet, when is Miss H. getting you your own cage?
Relevant? Shakespeare’s some old dead white guy from 500 years ago. What does he know about my life? Nothing.
Still, a guy’s got to wonder why your girlfriend, Miss Conformity, ended up in detention.
Let me make it simple. Move in, with someone who loves you.
I am Sean Cameron. I want some chocolate milk. And I need the stupidity to be over.
I’d thought you be happy for me. Spreading democracy, peace keeping , protecting our country, you know, these are all good things.
Give me a break. Knocking her up was never the plan.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Miss Kwan
Miss Kerwin, Mr. Brooks, this is a school not a petting zoo. Kindly disengage yourselves. Would you prefer to take it up with the principal? I’m sure he’d be happy to discuss the finer points of Degrassi Code of Conduct. You two may think you’re adorable, but that doesn’t mean anyone else does.
The student I could never forget even after years and years of therapy. Who could that be? [Spinner]
The student of all students. Drum roll please. Ashley Kerwin.
C.S. Lewis called romance the religion of love, but for many writers, romance isn’t so simple. It is often a confusing experience.
Gavin, if only you could apply this passion to your poems in class. “Oh Miss Kwan, your hair kissed by the wind, your lips kissed by me. Spinner Mason.”
A smart reader uses strategies before she reads to preview the text, and to activate their prior knowledge of the topic. A smart reader also tracks and reports ideas as they read them.
The student I could never forget even after years and years of therapy. Who could that be? [Spinner]
The student of all students. Drum roll please. Ashley Kerwin.
C.S. Lewis called romance the religion of love, but for many writers, romance isn’t so simple. It is often a confusing experience.
Gavin, if only you could apply this passion to your poems in class. “Oh Miss Kwan, your hair kissed by the wind, your lips kissed by me. Spinner Mason.”
A smart reader uses strategies before she reads to preview the text, and to activate their prior knowledge of the topic. A smart reader also tracks and reports ideas as they read them.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Christine 'Spike' Nelson
Children shouldn’t have to live with that type of stress.
Write down all your thoughts in a letter and when you’re calmer, reread it.
Ultimately, the responsibility is yours. So the decision is yours, no one else’s.
Two conditions: no kissing anyone but me ever again. And no singing, ever again.
Do you know how boring life would be if it were simple?
Write down all your thoughts in a letter and when you’re calmer, reread it.
Ultimately, the responsibility is yours. So the decision is yours, no one else’s.
Two conditions: no kissing anyone but me ever again. And no singing, ever again.
Do you know how boring life would be if it were simple?
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Terri McGreggor
My mom died Ash. She’s never coming back. But you, you have your dad back. No, it’s not the same, you want to know why? Because you have a choice, I don’t. Don’t make the wrong one.
I said no. Paige doesn’t understand that word. Never has.
Hey, most girls on the planet look like this. So get used to it. I made 500 bucks today as a plus-size model. Yeah, plus-size. What do you make ice cream boy?
I said no. Paige doesn’t understand that word. Never has.
Hey, most girls on the planet look like this. So get used to it. I made 500 bucks today as a plus-size model. Yeah, plus-size. What do you make ice cream boy?
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Marco Del Rossi
You’ve got to be kidding. Your hair, it’s so last year. Your shoes, they never match anything and they smell. And to tell you the truth, you’re not even that cute.
Spin, I hate bees. They're like flying death monkeys.
I can't. Pa, it's taken me seventeen years to say it. I'm gay. Gay. I'm totally gay.
We, like, kissed, for like, ever.
No, Casanova, I said express your feelings.
Does anyone really crave a salad?
Sean’s rude, El? What do you call bringing Marco the security blanket on a double date?
Look she’s right. Alex is right, the school is split. But where she’s wrong, come on, it’s not the president’s job to remind us that we’re freaks. I mean, I do that fine enough by myself. Hey, queer? Sure. Odd? Why not. Strange? You bet. I love this school. I promise if you vote for me I’ll bring DeGrassi together in freakish harmony for the first time. For real.
Dirty politics. i guess queer was the worst thing he could call me, you know.
I am shaken. I want to turn back time. I need, I need to believe that life is better than this.
When people see DeGrassi, I want them to think ‘cute and cuddly’.
How’s this for a story. Prejudice and homophobia at local high school.
My whole point is, that I’m supposed to be one of them.
I did have some, but you know how it is with plans. They change.
What? You two have hand signals. We don’t even have hand signals.
‘Craig intentions’? ‘How Craig Got His Groove Back’?
Guys they don’t brain wash, they’re too busy singing and praying and stuff.
That’s what being wreckless is all about my friend. Just doing, not thinking, hurting whoever you want in the process.
And now as we head off into every direction, let us remember the ties we have with each other and to Degrassi, because the best thing about the past is that it’s just a huge part of the future. So, to the future, to us, we did it guys!
You’ve got to choose. Self-respect or Jesse? Sounds like a pretty easy call.
When boy hunting, try to look like you’re having fun.
Spin, I hate bees. They're like flying death monkeys.
I can't. Pa, it's taken me seventeen years to say it. I'm gay. Gay. I'm totally gay.
We, like, kissed, for like, ever.
No, Casanova, I said express your feelings.
Does anyone really crave a salad?
Sean’s rude, El? What do you call bringing Marco the security blanket on a double date?
Look she’s right. Alex is right, the school is split. But where she’s wrong, come on, it’s not the president’s job to remind us that we’re freaks. I mean, I do that fine enough by myself. Hey, queer? Sure. Odd? Why not. Strange? You bet. I love this school. I promise if you vote for me I’ll bring DeGrassi together in freakish harmony for the first time. For real.
Dirty politics. i guess queer was the worst thing he could call me, you know.
I am shaken. I want to turn back time. I need, I need to believe that life is better than this.
When people see DeGrassi, I want them to think ‘cute and cuddly’.
How’s this for a story. Prejudice and homophobia at local high school.
My whole point is, that I’m supposed to be one of them.
I did have some, but you know how it is with plans. They change.
What? You two have hand signals. We don’t even have hand signals.
‘Craig intentions’? ‘How Craig Got His Groove Back’?
Guys they don’t brain wash, they’re too busy singing and praying and stuff.
That’s what being wreckless is all about my friend. Just doing, not thinking, hurting whoever you want in the process.
And now as we head off into every direction, let us remember the ties we have with each other and to Degrassi, because the best thing about the past is that it’s just a huge part of the future. So, to the future, to us, we did it guys!
You’ve got to choose. Self-respect or Jesse? Sounds like a pretty easy call.
When boy hunting, try to look like you’re having fun.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Archie 'Snake' Simpson
JT, did you email me naked baboon pictures again?
Gavin, derogatory jokes are not acceptable ever. Tolerance comes from ignorance, it’s good you’re seeing Dr. Sally in health today.
Kendra tell your boyfriend that class time is my time not his.
You’re more than ready for Raditch. You’re ready for the UN.
We’re got good food, my friends are here. And I just had marrow taken out of my butt so sue me if I want to have a good time.
Help? It’s a little late for that, don’t you think? I was on death’s door. Spike blows her life savings on a laptop to cheer me up and you stole it. What kind of person does that?
Heather Sinclair just came down with mono. Her loss is Jimmy’s game.
Gavin, derogatory jokes are not acceptable ever. Tolerance comes from ignorance, it’s good you’re seeing Dr. Sally in health today.
Kendra tell your boyfriend that class time is my time not his.
You’re more than ready for Raditch. You’re ready for the UN.
We’re got good food, my friends are here. And I just had marrow taken out of my butt so sue me if I want to have a good time.
Help? It’s a little late for that, don’t you think? I was on death’s door. Spike blows her life savings on a laptop to cheer me up and you stole it. What kind of person does that?
Heather Sinclair just came down with mono. Her loss is Jimmy’s game.
Degrassi: The Next Generation: Ellie Nash
Guys suck, Ashley. They enjoy messing with our feelings - and then sticking us with the rent.
Rule number one of puberty: Shower every day.
You can't handle it. You have to take away the one thing that matters.
Monogamy. Wow. What a difficult concept.
‘E is for ERNEST who choked on a peach.’
[email] S as in SECRET, I admire. You, from A – AFAR. XO Bad Rhymer.
Someone likes you. Email’s anonymous. Afraid of the response, it keeps that stuff away. Telling someone you like them is hard.
[poem] M is for MARCO. Z is for ZEN GARDEN. Meet me, after school.
You’re welcome, but I can’t pretend forever. You can’t either.
I’d have more fun sculpting my earwax.
Funerals are stressful. Weird things happen.
He’s in the army, he leaves. It happens.
It was the only pain I could control.
You’re worth six Seans.
Home by 11 does not mean AM.
Mom, you slapped my boyfriend.
Pick one Mom! Knife. Razor. What’s best for me Mom? Because if I stay here, I’m gonna do it again. You’re making me do it again. This is what it costs. Your drinking made me cut myself. You have to understand why I can’t keep living with you.
A home isn’t a home without a pet.
I have to pray to anorexic fashion victims to get your attention.
Let’s call it a choice. Monogamy. Wow. What a difficult concept.
Okay, we have to throw him the greatest, most rockingest party ever.
Oldest rule of music, Craig: The band is only as good as its drummer.
Yeah, very practical roadie costume.
You tell me. You’re the one that called her. You’re the one that sat there drooling over her all night like some perv. And this? This isn’t me. I don’t dress up.
I’m arrogant? I’ve never met a more pompous jerk.
I’d have to care to hate you.
You lecture me over my writing and then you go gaga over a band that screams jibberish instead of taking the time to craft actual lyrics.
Yeah, I feel bad that I take time to meet guys who actually like me. In fact, I don’t know how I made it through high school without having my breasts shown online.
Rule number one of puberty: Shower every day.
You can't handle it. You have to take away the one thing that matters.
Monogamy. Wow. What a difficult concept.
‘E is for ERNEST who choked on a peach.’
[email] S as in SECRET, I admire. You, from A – AFAR. XO Bad Rhymer.
Someone likes you. Email’s anonymous. Afraid of the response, it keeps that stuff away. Telling someone you like them is hard.
[poem] M is for MARCO. Z is for ZEN GARDEN. Meet me, after school.
You’re welcome, but I can’t pretend forever. You can’t either.
I’d have more fun sculpting my earwax.
Funerals are stressful. Weird things happen.
He’s in the army, he leaves. It happens.
It was the only pain I could control.
You’re worth six Seans.
Home by 11 does not mean AM.
Mom, you slapped my boyfriend.
Pick one Mom! Knife. Razor. What’s best for me Mom? Because if I stay here, I’m gonna do it again. You’re making me do it again. This is what it costs. Your drinking made me cut myself. You have to understand why I can’t keep living with you.
A home isn’t a home without a pet.
I have to pray to anorexic fashion victims to get your attention.
Let’s call it a choice. Monogamy. Wow. What a difficult concept.
Okay, we have to throw him the greatest, most rockingest party ever.
Oldest rule of music, Craig: The band is only as good as its drummer.
Yeah, very practical roadie costume.
You tell me. You’re the one that called her. You’re the one that sat there drooling over her all night like some perv. And this? This isn’t me. I don’t dress up.
I’m arrogant? I’ve never met a more pompous jerk.
I’d have to care to hate you.
You lecture me over my writing and then you go gaga over a band that screams jibberish instead of taking the time to craft actual lyrics.
Yeah, I feel bad that I take time to meet guys who actually like me. In fact, I don’t know how I made it through high school without having my breasts shown online.
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