Sorry about all that crankiness yesterday. I needed a few good whacks from Crazy Kovach's 'Attitude Adjuster' (it's a paddle he has hangig on his wall. It's for decoration- I hope). It was just one of those days you know? As for the homework, I finshed the short story but proofs (I HATE PROOFS)... yeah, not so much. At least Ms. Dize doesn't hand out Homework Pink SLips (I'd be able to wall paper my room with them).
Today was better. In Drama we acted like we were working, just in case Ms. Moulter came in. In Geometry we finally finished proofs (I HATE PROOFS). In Chorus we started learning 42nd Street, a nice jazzy number. I like it. In Creative Writing Ms. Sabo was gone :(, but we ended up giving the Sub a lesson on what Creative Writing students do when they have The Block Brandon balances a pencil on his nose, Trenna twists her legs into strange positions, Sam beatboxes, and Chelsea glares like she wants to kill you.
Last night Alicia pulled an all-nighter and she was dead beat all through Seminary and school. This morning she was trying to plan away to escape the school. I thought of how no one can physically force you to stay in school. I was really sick of proof (I HATE PROOFS), I could just walk out of Geometry and go home. But then I had this mental image of me running for dear life down the hallway, Ms. Moulter chasing after me wearing a black ninja outfit with numchucks. This children, is why you stay in school.
After school I walked to Alicia's house because she had to stay awake so she could watch her brother when he got out of school. I thought I was going there so Alicia could crash and not have to worry about Andrew, but being Alicia (and therefore stubborn), she stayed awake the whole time I was there. And stained her tongue bright orange with Sunkist while she was at it.
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