What a day. I barely made it through Geometry, and in cooking (We made pizza My 1/4th of the pizza was cut into 3 slices, distributed amonst friends… Really good actually. FINALLY something fun, and I STILL didn’t eat it. I ALWAYS get the flu when I eat pizza. Everything but the tomato sauce [It was bland. Added oregano, basil, garlic powder, seasoned salt, cayenne pepper, and a bit of olive oil] and the dough was handmade. I added the sauce, then pepperoni, then garlic, cheese, and finally olives. [in a smiley face pattern, but someone ruined it by adding more. -.-] My idiot classmates added the pepperoni AFTER the cheese and it didn’t stay on, naturally. FOOLS.) I got called to the health office and I was afraid something had happened to my parents (So what? Without them, I’d have to move.) but I just had to have my vision and hearing tested. Whew. I took quite the spill after lunch, and did a faceplant on a ramp headed downwards (Plastic cork coated, didn’t hurt.) and probably bruised my knees and legs, but I was alright. No cuts. Ah well. I laughed with my friend, called myself a ditz, then remarked that it would have been much worse had I been wearing high heels. (I was wearing clogs. OH THE HUMANITY.) Woulda snapped my legs like toothpicks! I did my homework in class and began to finish this book I’ve been reading last night… It’s called “Plain Kate” by Erin Bow and it’s about a witch, a woodcarver orphan girl, a talking cat, a stolen shadow, and magic. Heads up if you choose to read it, there is A LOT of tears near the end. I finished it and I had tears in my eyes. I booted up the computer and while I waited for things to load, I had a furry armrest… I brought Anne wrapped up in my rainbow poncho that I wear every morning to not be cold before going to school (She LOVES sleeping on it.) and she stayed in my lap for a good 15 minutes. I got her to purr and she rested her head on my wrist, though I couldn’t move… Then she decided to get up.
-Sera
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