A-M-D-G!
Boys, boys, boys. Maybe Dawn is right, and I should just give boys up for Lent.
So, just got back from the Broomball game. The newly re-christened Papal Bulls lost, 0 to 1, but I don't know what that means exactly because there was no IM rep present.
It does mean that I have one slightly sore throat from cheering. "Give me an A!" shouted Patrick. "Give me an M! Give me a D! Give me a G! What does that spell?! Ad Majoram Dei Gloriam!"
Also: "Everybody repeat after me! Unam Sanctam!" "Unam Sanctam!"
Father Yakitis and Bette were laughing so hard at us, I thought they might cry. Especially Father.
I love this school. I love Calvert House. Heck, I really like everybody, except perhaps my Hum teacher.
So, just got back from the Broomball game. The newly re-christened Papal Bulls lost, 0 to 1, but I don't know what that means exactly because there was no IM rep present.
It does mean that I have one slightly sore throat from cheering. "Give me an A!" shouted Patrick. "Give me an M! Give me a D! Give me a G! What does that spell?! Ad Majoram Dei Gloriam!"
Also: "Everybody repeat after me! Unam Sanctam!" "Unam Sanctam!"
Father Yakitis and Bette were laughing so hard at us, I thought they might cry. Especially Father.
I love this school. I love Calvert House. Heck, I really like everybody, except perhaps my Hum teacher.
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