Just another reason to clip your toe nails.

So I had this all typed out everything was awesome, I streched out my legs, touched a wire and it was gone. Who knew touching that would make the computer crash? I guess we learn something new every day. :)

Right so my day began early, like 12:01 a.m early. This being due to the odd fact that no matter how early you get up, no matter how many laps you have to run at practice, or how many hours of spanish you sit threw, theres no telling weather or not you'll be getting to sleep that night. When I finally reached a postition to my liking, one that I thought I could fall a sleep in, one that I could actually breath in, I jolted. No I do not know why, its just something I do, I uh.......flench? Yes so that is what I did, in doing so I dug my toenail into my leg, creating a large gash accrose my lower thy. Its actually pretty cool. I'm hoping it will leave a scar and I can tell people I was attacked by a bear. So I was wecomed into January 5th with a bloody leg.

Yesterday all I heard about was the possiblity of a delay due to the ice/slush. Oh how I wanted a delay, my heart and subconusious screamed for a delay. It was not to be so however as my oh so punctial mother awakend me with the sounds of a hair dryer, my cat steeling a sock from my dad, and my dad cussing out the cat for steeling his sock. Yep just another oh so joyfull morning.

The first thing I hear when I do arrive at school is theres a possibility for ice and they might just send us home in fear of a somewhat like Donor Party experence. But thats only the rumor and Dr. Little *the superintendent* Refueses to make life somewhat barable for us. I know its difficult and such but I NEEDED that delay, I was a sleep deprived, bloody, teenager. The last of my concerns was Dr.Litte.

So Dr.Little held out all the way to 4th period manageing to make us loose all hope of getting out of there alive. However as soon as we heard Mr. Hogans voice over the intercom we all held our breath. Could it be we were getting out? YES! All we had to do was get threw 5th period lunch and Music. I CAN DO IT! But wait whats this? Peoples. is tell us to go to 7th period then lunch? Well all right I can do that. Hogans voice came over the intercom again "8th graders should go to their 6th period class"

WERE THE HECK DID 6th period come in to play eh? Hogans back with "Excuse me I ment 5th period" Needless to say there were some confsued students. Peoples. held up over so very few were in the hallway. Hogan was telling people to go to there 7th period class, honostly it was ridiculous. I was about to set up camp in the hallway and wait out until lunch unitl Joey came along and got me back on the path. We met Charile along the way, he said he was headed to 6th period, poor misguided boy. We however were on our way to Science.

It took allmost 20mins for people to get things stratiened out and even longer for people to actually show but I suppose we all got to lunch somehow. This is were the fun begins.

"Excuse me, but is this your sock" said the lunch lady helper person to our table. Jon quickly thanked her and replyd he had lost it and had been looking everywear for it. Does anyone else find it odd and somewhat desterbing there was a sock in the caffiteria? Not as desterbing as what came next. Jon actually touched the thing! GROOSE! Then he threw it at Derek.

This began what is known as "The Great Sock War" We've thrown just about everything else you can think up, but never socks. Only problem is we were on high security and quickly descoverd. Didn't work. Somehow we found popsticle sticks...somehow one came awfly close to hitting Derek...wonder how that happend....Anyhood Officer Smith explaned to me how this to blind someone. I explaned what great altitude I got form the flip, my best yet.

The sock was brought out again, then taken away by Mrs. Smith not to be confused with Officer Smith. Smith took the sock over to the trash can, turned so we could see her, pulled a pizza box out of the trash can, and inserted the sock. I belive this was to throw us off and not go get it. *Sigh* What will we ever do with these teachers? Needless to say the first thing Jon did when she left was get up and retrive the sock.

The only obsitcle left for me was getting home. Now much to my displeasure I recived a memo that my Grandfather would be picking me up. However when I went to were I'd meet him he wasn't there. So I called his cell and asked where he was thinking he was in the parking lot and I just couldn't see him. Nope, he was at grandmothers. Normally I wouldn't mind the wait, but remember why were out early? FREEZING RAIN! I don't want to wait outside in that! So I'm more then a bit angry however I was in company as Chelsea D. was allso awaiting a ride.

I made it home and had pizza. Its funny how on the short days I have the most to write about. Man I really am boring. I guess you'll just have to live.