as in scrublin?

a few of my 9th graders came up to me after class this morning.

"teacher, you know dublin high school?"
dublin high school? seriously? did those words just come out of your mouth?
"yeah. in california?"
"yes. you know?"
the ghetto known as scrublin? DUH i know it.
"YESSS! it's very close to my house! i run to there! it's so close to my home. why do you know it?"
the group of girls giggled and pointed to one specific girl.
"her kik!" (kik=not quite boyfriend, more than a friend; also a "little thing on the side," especially for married men)
the one girl shook her head no no no, everyone squealed, then the group of girls started to leave. i called the girl who knew dublin high school back.
"wait, wait. why do you know dublin high school?"
"my neighbor."
"ooohhh. yes, it's really close to where i live."
"ohhh, can i come to america with you?"
"yeahhh, sure! we'll go to dublin high school."

and with that, she was off.

dublin, california. whodathunk. so you san ramon friends, if you see a thai kid walking around, say sawatdee kaa/krup. (kaa=girls, krup=boys...whatever, the kid will be shocked if you even say "sawatdee")