Their faces changed and bodies moved further into hiding

Apr 16, 2009 11:05

Camping this weekend will fill my wilderness void.

I'm contemplating joining a Fiction writing group.

I can't wash the charcoal out of my hands.

My schoolwork load seems nonexistent, therefore my art load is running strong.

Yesterday, I sat on the floor in my Spanish classroom for an hour. There was a shooter drill that turned out to be real. Around the Sylvania bookstore a student was threatening to kill himself. They put us on lockdown not knowing if the student had a weapon or not. Turns out it was a pocket knife. Police apprehended. And yes, class resumed while students hid under their desks. My professor is very serious about Spanish.
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