there was a bomb threat at my school today and I was legit in French club drawing an Impressionist version of pepe the frog. PEPE THE FROG. Meanwhile, we were worried as heck while they were evacuating the other campus of school. But it's okay now.
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there was a bomb threat at my school today and I was legit in French club drawing an Impressionist version of pepe the frog. PEPE THE FROG. Meanwhile, we were worried as heck while they were evacuating the other campus of school. But it's okay now.
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Door-holding
On a random note: door-holding. Okay, I'm fine if you hold the door open and I'm like away, but ten yards or so is just too much for me so I'll just stare at you awkwardly and not know whether to run or walk or do a really weird hobble because the person is waiting.
Lockers are so awkward because it's happened more than once where I'm laughing at something someone said and then I go to my locker with locker neighbors I don't really know well and I suddenly let out a chuckle.
Things we did on the last day of school
Watched the end of the year powerpoint
Watched Shrek in L/A class
Made bubbles with our hands
Listened to a very heartfelt speech by the Vice Principal
It was quite an eventful day
The Story About The Finger
Teacher: This one time I heard about this guy who was working in a restuarant...
Class: *interested*
Teacher: This guy was chopping roast beef and then was called on by a woman who wanted to get something. And so the guy turned around and bam his finger got sliced open.
Class: *somewhat disgusted* Eew! {some classmates are covering their faces right now}
A student in the class: Did this really happen?
Teacher: Yeah
Class: *wary looks*
Teacher: *slowly gets his index finger in the other hand and shows us a white tendon in his finger*
Me: What is that? *it finally clicks*
Class: Oh my gosh! Eww! What even! That was a turn of events! How...wha?
A student: So, what did you do with the roast beef?
Teacher: We washed it off and stuck it back in the oven.
A student: So someone ate it?
Teacher: Yep.
Class: *with extremely disgusted faces at this point* ...
And after that we left the class with the lovely image of bloody roast beef being washed off and the single white tendon in our minds for the whole rest of the school day...or longer.
Summer Stories About School
One time in reading class all we did was search up the hunter guy from Jumanji and yellow canoes because my teacher was said to be scared of them.
That teacher also spent thirty minutes at the beginning of a class trying to get a projector to work.
That teacher also told us a story about how he chopped off the tip of his finger. (read more about this interesting experience in the next post)
That teacher also plays a slide whistle.