drama. every day. all day.

today was the big field trip to the tellus science museum. but specifically, we went to the planetarium for the solar system show. honestly? it was kind of cool—big dark dome, planets flying across the ceiling, voices echoing around like we were in space. some kids actually paid attention. others? whispering, laughing, and probably missing every single planet that went by. you know how it goes.

after that, things were fine… until the bracelets. the tellus science museum bracelets. everyone had them. everyone knew the rule: don’t take them out. and yet, someone did. the second ms. felker saw it, she snapped. gone was the “sort of nice ms. felker” we’d seen earlier. instead, she hit us with the scary teacher voice: “do not take them out.” and just like that, the whole vibe shifted.

and then came the bus ride home. oh my god. it was going alright until my bus partner, t, had their plushie insulted by the kid behind them. insulting a plushie is already crossing the line—but t went nuclear. they spun around and shouted: “shut up, you f*cking r*pist.” the bus froze. total silence. two seconds later, everyone was either gasping, laughing, or whispering about what just happened. the rest of the ride was pure chaos.

so yeah. planetarium trip to the solar system, bracelet meltdown, and bus drama so wild it could’ve been its own soap opera. drama, every day. all day. 

bus + recess chaos: pre–field trip madness

today was just straight-up chaos from start to finish.

at recess (or somewhere — i can’t even remember where it started), everything was wild. kids running, yelling, the usual chaos, but cranked up to 100. maybe it’s because we’ve got the field trip tomorrow, maybe it’s just everyone losing their minds.

then on the bus, it escalated. the whole crowd chanting “6-7!! 6-7!!” like they were starting a revolution. the bus driver tried to cut in but just yelled back:

“8-9! sit down!”

like bro… what even is going on anymore?

and then, the highlight: my bus partner turns around and, no hesitation, drops the full thing —

“shut the f*ck up.”

no censor, no holding back. the bus went quiet for like two seconds before the chaos just started again. worst thing was, the bus driver didn't even care. WHAT? lady, someone just cussed an innocent 5th grader out, DO SOMETHING I BEG YOU.

whatever the drama was, i can’t even piece it together now. it was all just noise and numbers. tomorrow’s field trip? yeah, that’s probably gonna be worse.

chaos day: humiliation, subs, and steps

someone got publicly humiliated. not a little slip, not a small laugh, but full-on, everybody-turns-their-heads, “wow that just happened” humiliated. right off the bat. and that pretty much set the vibe for the whole day.

and then there’s yesterday’s sub-accident. you’d think that’d blow up into a mountain of chaos, but nope. all it cost was one step. just one. which means i’m not getting my ekg money. dang. i had already been mentally spending it.

then math rolled around. and oof. i got a 45 on the check-in. that’s already bad enough. but then i left with a 65. so basically i’m walking away holding not one but two crappy grades like participation trophies. thanks, math.

but of course, the school chaos didn’t stop there. me and k—yes, k, the one i’ve written about like a million times—both ended up with steps. and here’s where the unfairness comes in: the people who were clearly goofing off? the ones who made the room feel like a live comedy show? no steps. just laps at recess. like, okay, cool system.

so now i’m not only dragging around two sad grades, but i also got the “your mom’s been called” punishment. because nothing screams “good day” like a surprise phone call home.

and just when i thought the chaos was done, the afternoon bus dropped the final act. pure madness. “6 7” got banned. yes, the brainrot phrase itself. and guess what? people were SCREAMING it. like, chanting it like it was a war cry, echoing down the whole bus. it wasn’t even a ride home anymore—it was a concert nobody bought tickets to.

so yeah. overall? pretty good day. minus the humiliation, minus the math disasters, minus the step, minus the mom call, and minus the bus screaming “6 7” like it was a national anthem. but besides all that—solid.

substitute chaos

today started off like any other day in ms. drummond’s class. but then, right around 1:55, she left for a doctor’s appointment. and that’s when ms. haley walked in.

poor ms. haley. she came in looking ready to keep things calm, but the second she sat down, the energy completely flipped. chaos.

we were supposed to be working quietly on our computers. yeah… no. people were clicking around, blasting random sounds, playing games, and laughing way too loud. i was no better. i wasn’t even pretending to focus. i was just dancing around, moving from desk to desk, and at one point i was literally screaming my lungs out. like, not words—just sound.

ms. haley tried her best. she’d look up every so often with that teacher face like, “seriously?” and then try to remind us, “alright, let’s stay on task.” but no one was on task. the room was just buzzing with noise.

then ms. brown came storming in. i don’t even know how she knew what was going on, but she was fired up. she started lashing out, telling everyone to stop, pointing at kids left and right. and right after that, ms. felker walked in too. so now it was a two-teacher pile-on, with poor ms. haley just kind of standing there in the middle of it.

and still—people didn’t really stop. kids were laughing, talking, clicking away on their laptops. i tried to keep it low-key after ms. felker showed up, but i was definitely still wiggling in my seat like i couldn’t sit still.

and then, to top it all off, the bus ride home was its own nightmare. somebody decided they were going to annoy me nonstop. poking the seat, making dumb noises, just being extra for no reason. like, i had survived a full-blown substitute meltdown, and now i had to deal with this too?

so yeah. ms. drummond’s 1:55 doctor’s appointment = the exact moment the universe decided to hand us substitute chaos day.

the day ms. brown pranked us (and the bus circus strikes again… sorta)

first off, quick note: i usually don’t post on wednesdays and thursdays because of knn and chorus. but this week is different—no chorus on thursday.

now, onto the chaos. today in target time, ms. brown got the entire class good. remember that 6-7 meme i said was banned? yeah, apparently not. or maybe it was and they lifted it. either way, she used it against us. she looked at the clock all casual and said, “i think we have 6 or 7 minutes left.” instant reaction: the whole class screamed “6-7!” like it was instinct. and then she laughed—because yep, it was a prank. set up by her. honestly, solid move.

as for the bus, surprisingly… it was kinda normal today. still the usual noise and movement, but nothing too wild. more like a calm circus rehearsal than the full traveling circus i usually talk about. maybe everyone was just tired.

so yeah, this thursday i’ll be posting this instead of keeping quiet. ms. brown pranked us, the bus chilled out for once, and i had to document it. only at school.

fresh drama: miss denning vs. hallway laughter

so this just happened in the fourth grade hallway, like 30 minutes ago. me and my friend were in the bus line, i said a joke, and my friend laughed. just a laugh. that’s it. then miss denning came over and was like, “i’m gonna write you up for making noises.” like huh??? he wasn’t being loud, he wasn’t yelling, he was literally laughing at my joke.

but it didn’t stop there. my friend’s friend said he was gonna hang out with my friend, and miss denning actually told him he couldn’t. like, what?? since when does she get to decide who people hang out with? that’s not her job.

and the best part? my friend’s reaction, speaking from the other kid’s perspective, was:

“you ain’t my mama, you ain’t my daddy.”

this whole thing was just… too much. denning was way outta line.