This is my second entry for the day.
So, I was sitting my personal finance class, staring out the window watching it snow. Kaity mentioned having a good hair day and how the snow would ruin it. I agreed because I was as well having a great hair day (which is rare). We decided to avoid leaving the building until school was out.
Yeah. Right. Whatever.
Not 2 minutes after that conversation ended, the fire alarm went off.
It was not a drill. So, I marched outside with everyone else, pissed off not only about my hair, but the fact that I had decided to wear a skirt this morning thinking "Well, it won't matter, I won't be going outside."
It was very cold.
I left my class in search of Walter, who was about 100 feet away. I stood with him until we had to mirgrate into the gym (which I was thankful for).
Turns out, some kid lit some posters on fire in the hall.
If I find out who the fucker is...I'll kick him!
I'm having a discussion about Harry Potter with some kids in my class. I feel very...lost. Yes, lost is a great word.
Apparently the wizard dies. Books ruined.