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uh.
I had a dream that instead of school, we were all in Survivor, except that no one got voted off. But then Mr. Weaver was like our camp leader or something, and when the end of the game came, we were all in this kitchen making a banquet to celebrate everyone making it to the end. I was slicing fruit, but then they yelled at me not to, since someone else already did >_> Then I heard all this commotion, and saw the students standing around Mr. Weaver. When I looked, I saw that they had dared him to eat this giant... sushi roll. it was just a giant hunk of different types of raw fish. ...With a piece of bacon wrapped around it.
There was some stuff about micheal chou leaving a t-shirt in a bottle. Anyway, Emily and Camila and I were at a table talking. I realized that dad would be angry that there weren't any winners (since it was an 'everybody wins!' situation), and that coincidentally I wasn't one of them. Emily and I were talking, but Camila was slouching over the table and looking grouchy. Then they announced that whoever went outside and cleaned up the pieces of the raft would get early access to the food. So we went outside. Camila didn't really do anything, Emily was irritated by the nice, tall fence that was separating us from the chunks of the raft. So we found a way over the fence, we grabbed up all the pieces, but when we got back in, they'd only started without us.
There was enough food that it didn't really matter, it just meant that we'd have to wait longer. So we eventually got to go. I wondered if the raft pieces were worth anything, but I didn't particularly care anymore. I threw them away and followed Emily and Camila to the food. That's about it.
I woke up this morning and tried to clean that pot, but there were no scrubbers. None. So I used a paper towel and soap. The pot isn't perfectly clean, but I decided that after looking at the kitchen, I wasn't hungry enough to cook myself something with it anyway. So I hid it in my room. Looks like someone ruined another pan, anyway.
And now I don't want to go downstairs, because it smells like dog asses and cat food and something I can't identify, and I don't want to smell strange.
Well, nothing is going to get done with me sitting around like an ass. I'm going to clean the kitchen. Maybe I'll smell like fermented eggs when I'm done, but at least I'll have some clean pots. Or something. but I'll have to ask dad to take me out to get some scrubbers first.
Grade cards came back, by the way. I got a B on physics D: But I got an A on pre-calc, psych, and ummm some other stuff. So it was nothing but A's and B's. Yum.
I guess New World will have to wait until I'm done with the kitchen...
I had a dream that instead of school, we were all in Survivor, except that no one got voted off. But then Mr. Weaver was like our camp leader or something, and when the end of the game came, we were all in this kitchen making a banquet to celebrate everyone making it to the end. I was slicing fruit, but then they yelled at me not to, since someone else already did >_> Then I heard all this commotion, and saw the students standing around Mr. Weaver. When I looked, I saw that they had dared him to eat this giant... sushi roll. it was just a giant hunk of different types of raw fish. ...With a piece of bacon wrapped around it.
There was some stuff about micheal chou leaving a t-shirt in a bottle. Anyway, Emily and Camila and I were at a table talking. I realized that dad would be angry that there weren't any winners (since it was an 'everybody wins!' situation), and that coincidentally I wasn't one of them. Emily and I were talking, but Camila was slouching over the table and looking grouchy. Then they announced that whoever went outside and cleaned up the pieces of the raft would get early access to the food. So we went outside. Camila didn't really do anything, Emily was irritated by the nice, tall fence that was separating us from the chunks of the raft. So we found a way over the fence, we grabbed up all the pieces, but when we got back in, they'd only started without us.
There was enough food that it didn't really matter, it just meant that we'd have to wait longer. So we eventually got to go. I wondered if the raft pieces were worth anything, but I didn't particularly care anymore. I threw them away and followed Emily and Camila to the food. That's about it.
I woke up this morning and tried to clean that pot, but there were no scrubbers. None. So I used a paper towel and soap. The pot isn't perfectly clean, but I decided that after looking at the kitchen, I wasn't hungry enough to cook myself something with it anyway. So I hid it in my room. Looks like someone ruined another pan, anyway.
And now I don't want to go downstairs, because it smells like dog asses and cat food and something I can't identify, and I don't want to smell strange.
Well, nothing is going to get done with me sitting around like an ass. I'm going to clean the kitchen. Maybe I'll smell like fermented eggs when I'm done, but at least I'll have some clean pots. Or something. but I'll have to ask dad to take me out to get some scrubbers first.
Grade cards came back, by the way. I got a B on physics D: But I got an A on pre-calc, psych, and ummm some other stuff. So it was nothing but A's and B's. Yum.
I guess New World will have to wait until I'm done with the kitchen...