Journel

September 17th, 2014

So, today I got my new English teacher and new class. The classroom is just a few classrooms away from Mrs Pickford's class. And thank the Funnelers for that. She is nice, I guess and I like the wild class it has. Much easier for my persona to slip into the shadows and remain there for a while. Unlike the other class, I actually have a shot at doing that here.

My joint Science class was interrupted by a 'fire' drill. It was no drill but in fact, a bomb threat. A girl on the third floor wrote that a bomb was in the school in the bathroom and so we had to waste twenty minutes of our time and wait for the cops to show up and figure this all out.

The rest of the day went by normally and when we were on the bus, Officer Sandy pulled up her car next to our bus and literally everyone noticed this and called out to her. We mostly have not seen her since seventh grade during health class but I honestly do not care. I don't like cops and I probably never will like them. They are all the same.

Besides having a Math and English quiz tomorrow, nothing truly important happened today. Good too.