Oh. My. God.
I don't even know why today was so long! It's a Monday, a perfect day at my school. Only one class with Mr. Scudworth, and school ends at 2:30, a short day. Should be an awesome day, right?
Wrong. And like I said before, I have no clue why. It just seemed to take forever, and the one class with Mr. Scudworth was taking forever! Gym was absolutely boring. We played basketball, and I hate basketball. I love badmanton, though, but I digress. It was a bad day all together.
One of my friends, (let's call her Deedee) was being a total bag. She kept one stupid secret from me all day, and all the rest of my group was agreeing with me that it's hurtful to tell everyone about it infront of me.
It wasn't that I was pissed that she didn't tell me. No, secrets are fine with me. But Deedee chose to tell everyone at our lunch table, interupting what I was saying.
I still feel angry at her, but she gave me -and the rest of the group- a sincere apology. She blames it on her time of the month. Hmph. (Now I feel bad for starting off with calling her a bag. I mean, she's usually so nice, but today it was like someone turned her Bi*ch Button on, and forgot to switch it off.)
Well, now that I've gotten all of that off of my chest, and have finished my ranting, I'll talk about the only good part of the day.
Library! Lol.
We have this really boring (somewhat sadistic) library teacher. (Btw, who teaches library?) She reads these really horrible books, and our library is about 2/3's full of textbooks. Not very much selection for fictions lovers, like myself.
Anyways, she's reading this book, 'The Tuesday Cafe'. It's not bad, infact I kind of like it, but the way she reads it makes it sound like its so boring. The main character in it is a boy named Harper, and as she's reading it to us (she also skipped a chapter so we have no idea what's going on) she decides she doesn't like his name (or something) and she starts reading his name as Mitchell.
I don't know how it's possible to be reading the name Harper, and think it somehow says Mitchell. Maybe she really didn't like his name? I'll never know.
But I put up my hand, and said "Isn't his name Harper?" and she snaps at me that she is the one reading the book, and that she would know better than I.
But then Archie puts up his hand, as does Calvin, and so does Deedee. She does this weird snarling thing, and when she calls on Archie, he says he thinks it's Harper, too. She looks down at the page and her mean expression turns to one of surprise.
"Oh. So it is. My bad, sorry children." (Children? Seriously? We are not children, I mea- Ah, it's not worth it to rant. I'm just a ranter.)
So there is one more page left, and because she knows she made a mistake, she acts all nice as she gets to the end, and says "Do you want me to read another chapter, kids?" And we're all quiet, because none of us want her to read another chapter. But then Pinky speaks up, and very rudely (but hilariously) says "No!" and then we all join in a very quiet (somewhat frightened) chorus of no's. She blushed and puts the book away. (We win!)
But anyways. That's my day. How was yours? :)
-Emily out.
(OH! Btw, if the names in this blog seem a little funky, it's because I change them to protect the identity of others. But I change them to cartoon characters I think they're most like. Get it? Archie= Red head. Calvin= Kid-like blond boy. Pinky= Kind of dumb boy (from pinky and the brain) Deedee=Really loud/nice girl)
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