Chhhaaaa... So tired. But of course, I'm always tired. This was possibly one of the weirdest days of the year. Straight in the morning, I end up having to perform my square dancing routine in front of three other grades. It actually wasn't so bad really. Then, in science class, the social worker and three grade twelves come in and... wait, I must correct myself, he is not the social worker, he is YOUTH SERVICES. Sorry if I'm offending you, dude. Adn there's this one grade twelve who basically tell us his life story, and he goes to our school and everthing, so I'm like, wow, these really really bad things can actually happen at our school. Not cool. No offense to you though, dude who told his life story. Out of all three of those grade twelves, we trust you the most. ANYWAY, at lunch, I came out of class early to help out with the hot chocolate stand only to have to leave later because NO HELP WAS NEEDED. That girl...E, was it? I don't like her too much anymore, cause I came here to man the hot chocolate stand, not to advertise it. It she wants someone to run upstairs and yell about hot chocolate, SHE CAN DO IT HERSELF!!! Yeah, I'm pissed off now.

So now we move on. I head straight for tech ed, and in the middle of class, our teacher does something strange. He's reading off the projector and stuff, and then he turns around and sees my plan for these car things we're doing. He stares at it for a while. That ends up being a bit freaky, cause he is muy strict. Then he raises my mark by one. Yep. He says that maybe he was in a bad mood when he marked the paper. Whoa.

The in art class, our art teacher wanted to give us hot chocolate, but she ran out so she just gave us a ton of marshmallows. She calls them snowman poop. Then, when she leaves the classroom, this guy we know, S, pulls out a lighter, puts the poop on a paintbrush, and takes a lighter, and BURNS IT!!! It was actually really funny. We asked him very politely if he smoked pot. He said no, obviously. He doesn't, because he doesn't smell and he's very nice. most of the time. It still freaks me out that he has a lighter though. Those ARE NOT ALLOWED AT SCHOOL. Oh well. All in all, a strange, strange day.

Oh, I forgot to mention, at the end of the day, Val told me that all the Hot Choc money had been stolen while she was distracted by boys. Figures.

Ciao,
Lily