So apparently students have decided that starting riots in the middle of the day seems like a brilliant idea. I swear their are only about five sensible students in this entire school. The hospital wing was practically full, those poor kids. If I find out who started that fight...I don't know. I'll figure that out eventually.
Otherwise, things have been fantastic lately. Dylan...I can't believe how easygoing he is about this whole thing. I know how hard this must be on him, but he's taking it so well and it's...it's odd, but sometimes I wonder if he's looking forward to it. I have to be imagining things though. Because other times I wonder if he's wishing he'd taken the opportunity to leave all this while he had the chance. But he did stay. And he wants to go through with this.
Ha. Daione or Dairmaid. This is just so amazing.
I'm not going to even mention the events of last week as they're absolutely pathetic and not worth mention.
I hope my seventh year students haven't forgotten their homework as it's due on Monday. And it's quite a large assignment. I understand that other things may seem more important, but if you want to do well in my course, you'll have that on my desk at the beginning of class.