This definition just had to have been written by a fan:
Lowell High School: A Nazi high school in San Francisco full of Asians. Mostly Chinese who cry when they get the first F of their life on a math test that they should be taking in college. Hated by every other school in San Francisco because it owns every other school in sports. Has about 4 black people per grade, at least 2 of them half something else. If you go to Lowell High School, you don't go a day without hearing "I can't I gotta study for my Chinese test!"
Yet even through all the torture and pain of getting a B to get into Berkley they say you have a better chance to get into a school like that. Also if you can not solve a Rubiks Cube under 5 minutes you should not being going to Lowell HS.
If you go to LHS, you have urges to:
1. Correct misspelled words in the bathroom stalls.
2. Sit in your room on the computer for about half the day to all day.
3. Do what you are doing right now
4. Have Yellow Fever
5. Know Mr. Axt is older then the school itself.
Non-Lowell kid: "Dude you going to that awesome party tonight? "
Lowell High School kid: 'No I got to study for my Chinese test tomorrow.'
Non-Lowell kid: "But you had one three times this week!"
Lowell High School Kid: 'I know, I got lucky this week!'
From this website:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=lowell+high+school
Cool! Like, totally! OMG! Spoon!
And by the way - yes, straight As in math.
Neener neener neener.
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I... have NEVER had to study for my Chinese test. I am strangley bereft.
But I hate skateboards, so it probably evens out.
---Rodderick Nowheelies
They must've instituted Chinese tests since Savage Kitten's day.
I doubt that she ever even took one Chinese test while there.
So how old is your significant other?
---Grant Patel
Grant, you would've failed your Chinese test.
BOTH, now I'm also kind of curious. Do you mind if I ask how old your wife is?
Miss Wong, whence these low expactetions of my own self? I am in many ways an otter genius, I do assure you.
Why, in fact I am quite clever.
And I am a lawyer. That betokens certainly a subtle mind what?
---Trang Pleat
Snooky, I just gave you plug in this comment string:
http://www.haloscan.com/comments/dovbear/6031281650842743941/?a=42589
It's on this post:
http://dovbear.blogspot.com/2009/03/much-ado-about-almost-nothing-alert.html
On this blog:
http://dovbear.blogspot.com/
In belated answer to your question, the significant other (not wife - she regards marriage as a device for making Cantonese-American women throughly miserable) counts her age from a sheep year. She is eight years younger than myself.
And Grant, low expectations of you are something you should be abundantly used to by now. Or would be, if it weren't for "substance" induced memory lapses.
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