Room 230 [Thursday morning]
Seriously, this whole 'classes just on Fridays' thing was kind of turning out to be less of a good thing than she'd originally thought. Sure, it meant Ramona could sleep later than she normally would every other day of the week, and sure, it meant she only had to really pay attention once a week, too.
But she was starting to get bored, and when she got bored, she usually found a new boy or a new hair color to change things. And really, she liked her hair fucshia, and she didn't exactly want to start setting records in serial-dating here, just yet.
So instead, she went with a third option: project. Ramona dug her rollerblades out from under her bed, and set to work lubricating the wheels and cleaning everything. If she was going to take them out later, she needed to make sure they were cold weather-ready. It was a start. Maybe she'd find a job or something, and keep busy that way, too, since this was starting to get ridiculous.
[door and post both open. save me from first graders who don't like freeze tag (seriously what is that?)]
But she was starting to get bored, and when she got bored, she usually found a new boy or a new hair color to change things. And really, she liked her hair fucshia, and she didn't exactly want to start setting records in serial-dating here, just yet.
So instead, she went with a third option: project. Ramona dug her rollerblades out from under her bed, and set to work lubricating the wheels and cleaning everything. If she was going to take them out later, she needed to make sure they were cold weather-ready. It was a start. Maybe she'd find a job or something, and keep busy that way, too, since this was starting to get ridiculous.
[door and post both open. save me from first graders who don't like freeze tag (seriously what is that?)]