So, because of scarcity, people and governments must make decisions over how to allocate their resources.
(But that’s what I DID!!! I made a decision about how to allocate AEHS resources—in the form of buying recycling bins—and it turned around and bit me on the butt!!!! Because I allocated incorrectly!!! WHERE IS THE PART ABOUT THIS IN THE TEXTBOOK????)
Wednesday, March 3, English
OMG, Mia! I heard about what happened at the meeting yesterday! The whole running-out-of-money thingg! I can’t believe those recycling bins ended up being so expensive! And those “Cans and Battles” stiickers! I can’t figure out how that happened! I am so sorry!—Tina
It’s okay. They’re replacing the “Cans and Battles” stickers. And we’ll think of some way to get it. The money, I mean. Just don’t tell anyone, all right? We’re trying to keep it a secret until we figure out what we’re going to do.
Totally! I won’t tell a soul! But I had an idea. About how to raise money. Have you seen those scented candles the band was selling to raise money for their trip to Nashville?
WE ARE NOT SELLING SCENTED CANDLES.
It was just a suggestion. I thought they were kind of nice. They have these cute little ones shaped like strawberries.
NO CANDLES.
Okay. But I know I could sell a ton to my aunts and uncles back in Saudi Arabia.
NO CANDLES.
Okay! I get it. No candles. Is there something wrong? I mean, besides the money thing? Because, no offense, but you seem…kinda upset. I mean, about the candles.
It’s not about the candles.
What is it, then?
Nothing. Michael’s parents are going out of town this weekend, and he’s throwing a party in their apartment while they’re gone, and he wants me to come.
But that sounds like fun!
FUN???? Are you crazy??? There are going to be COLLEGE GIRLS there.
So?
So??? What do you mean, So??? Don’t you see, Tina? If Michael sees me around a bunch of college girls at a party, he’s going to realize I’m not a party girl.
But Mia. You AREN’T a party girl.
I know that! But I don’t want MICHAEL to know that!
But Michael knows you aren’t a party girl. He knew you weren’t much of a party girl when he met you.. I mean, you have NEVER been a party girl. You never even GO to parties. I mean, girls like Lana Weeinberger, THEY go to parties, but not girls like us. We don’t get INVITED to parties. We stay home Saturday nights and watch whatever is on HBO, or maybe we go out with our boyfriends, or have a sleepover with our friends. But we don’t go to PARTIES. It’s not like we’re POPULAR.
Thanks, Tina.
Well, you know what t I mean. What’s wrong with not being a party girl? Why can’t you just go to the party and have a good time hanging out and meeting some new people?
Because the whole idea of hanging out with a bunch of cool college girls who are going to think I’m a dorky princess makes my palms feel sweaty.
Ew. But they won’t think you’re a dorky princess, Mia, once they get to know you. Because you AREN’T a dorky princess.
Hello, have you MET me?
Well, okay. You’re a princess. But you’re not a dork. I mean, you’re practically failing Geometry. How dorky is that?
But that’s exactly what I mean! These girls are SMART, they got into an Ivy League university, and I’m…practically failing Geometry.
If you really don’t want to go, why don’t you tell Michael you have to do something with your grandmother that night?
I can’t! Michael was so excited when I said yes!!!! I don’t want to break his heart AGAIN. I mean, it’s bad enough I have to do it every three months when he asks me whether I’ve changed my mind about the whole sex thing (like there’s really a chance I’m going to. And okay, he’s a guy, so it’s not like he’s ever seen Kirsten Dunst’s heart-wrenching portrayal of an unwed teen mom in Fifteen and Pregnant on the Lifetime Channel). But still. I am ONLY FIFTEEN. I’m not ready to give up the golden bough of my virginity!
Not until your Senior Prom anyway! On a king-size featherbed at the Four Seasons!
Totally. And while I know Michael is the most faithful and steadfast of lovers, if I don’t go to the party, the lure of an exotic college girl, dancing suggestively on his parents’ coffee table, might be too much even for HIM to resist! Do you see my difficulty now?
Hey you guys. Guess what?
Oh! Hi, Lilly!
Um. Hi, Lilly.
What were you guys just talking about?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Yeah, you so clearly were NOT talking about nothing. But whatever. I think I may have the solution to our financial problems anyway. Guess who said she’d be the advisor for our new literary magazine?
Lilly, I totally appreciate your enthusiasm about this, and all, but a literary magazine isn’t going to generate enough income to make up for what we’ve already lost. In fact, with printing costs and all, it’s just going to cause us to have to spend MORE money we don’t have.
A literary magazine? That sounds like so much fun! And then you’ll have a place to publish “No More Corn!”, Mia!
I can’t let “No More Corn!” be printed in a school literary magazine.
Oh, I suppose your story is too good to be in a mere student-published periodical.
That’s not it at all. I just don’t want the Guy Who Hates It When They Put Corn in the Chili to read it. I mean, come on. He KILLS himself at the end.
Oh! That WOULD be awkward! I mean, if he realized the story is about him. It might hurt his feelings.
Exactly.
Funny how this didn’t worry you when you were trying to get your story published in Sixteen, a national magazine with a million readers.
No self-respecting boy would be caught dead reading Sixteen magazine, and you know it, Lilly. But he’s totally likely to read a school-run literary magazine!
Whatever. Look, Ms. Martinez loves the idea of a school lit mag. I asked her just before class, and she said she thought it was great, since Albert Einstein High School has a newspaper, but not a literary magazine, and it will be a great opportunity for the student population’s many artists, poets, and storytellers to see their craft in print.
Um, yeah, but unless we’re going to CHARGE them to publish their stuff, I don’t see how that’s going to raise US any cash.
Don’t you see, Mia? We can charge people for copies of the magazine once we’ve printed it. I bet we’ll sell LOTS of copies!
Thank you, Tina. The lack of jadedness in your response is quite refreshing compared to SOME people’s negative attitudes.
I’m sorry. I’m really not trying to be negative. I’m just trying to be practical. We’d be better off selling candles.
Oooooh, you should see the cute Noah’s Ark candles they have! They’ve got all the animals, two by two…even tiny little unicorns! Are you SURE you don’t want to consider candle-selling, Mia?
AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!
Oh, sorry. I guess not.
Wednesday, March 3, French
I heard about what’s going on.—Shameeka
WHO TOLD YOU????
Ling Su. She feels awful about it. She doesn’t know how she messed up like that.
Oh, the money thing. Well, it’s not really her fault. And listen, we’re kind of trying to keep it a secret. So could you not mention it to anyone?