Okay if the idiot that wrote the bomb threat ever comes back to school I swear I will hit him in the head with a frying pan before hiding his body in the woods.


Maybe I should start at the beginning. Let's see. It was a rather normal blue day. Started off the day with Pre-calculus and a test. nothing odd about it. Had homeroom, still nothing odd, except for a little rumor that someone had found a bomb threat in one or the other buildings on campus. It was the third one in four years so I, well everybody, wrote it off as the usual farce. Second period began. And guess what? IT WAS STILL NORMAL. That is until everyone was suddenly told we had to evacuate. Ya. Uh-ha. Whoever had the bloody brilliant idea to send the entire school outside in 40 degree weather for two freakin' hours should find a ditch and die. We weren't allowed in the gym across the road. Many weren't even dressed right to be outside.

All in all it was a good day. We had to eat a half n' hour later than normal with an even shorter amount of time to actually eat. I got a cold from it, as did half the school. I missed my second period class, which all I would have done is sit there coming up with plans for our upcoming dance. And well I'm not going to continue. If I did, well I don't want to rant.

Okay, maybe I do, but I wont for the sake of sanity.