today was literally one long scream. like, i can’t even think straight about it without my brain buffering.
first of all—the pep rally. no cheerleaders, no band. just almost every teacher in existence standing there, like they were the kings and queens of the gym. everyone was repping our kingdom colors, and it felt like we were about to storm the castle or something. and me? oh, i went full battle cry. i screamed until i literally couldn’t scream anymore. my voice gave up halfway through and said, “good luck, you’re on your own.”
and of course, because it’s not enough to scream yourself into oblivion, people had to scream directly in my ear. like, please, my eardrums didn’t sign up for this pep rally.
but wait—earlier in the day (because it was a yes day) we went to the park playground. and tell me why some random guy was out there doing straight-up professional pole dancing. like, not even joking. spins, twirls, flips. i was standing there like ??? is this a playground or america’s got talent? i didn’t know if i should cheer or pretend i didn’t see it.
then came the bus ride. and yeah—you guessed it. i was still screaming. i don’t even know why anymore. maybe i was possessed by the spirit of the pep rally. maybe my body just decided screaming was my new default setting. whatever it was, my throat is destroyed and i’m definitely going to sound like a squeaky toy tomorrow.
conclusion: pep rally chaos, random playground pole dancing, kingdom colors everywhere, and me losing my voice in the process.
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