school drama at hces: the charcuterie board of chaos

so, as always, school just had to serve me another plate of drama today. like, seriously, if school was a restaurant, i’d have a lifetime subscription.

first off — recess. someone had their hands on me. and i’m like, “stop! stop putting your hands on me!” and they just kept doing it. like, what part of stop sounds like keep going?? i swear, i was this close to screaming.

then we got the class clown. you know her. you love her. the chaos in human form. let’s just call her kay. for some reason, in ms. drummond’s class, she was just... laying down. not at her desk, not pretending to be asleep — no, she was flat on the floor. like she paid rent down there or something.

and don’t even get me started on the bus. bus 105 hit the famous bump and everyone went absolutely feral. screaming, yelling, you name it. it was like a rollercoaster with no safety bar.

now, while i’m typing this, i’m literally sitting on a green electrical box because the day’s been that dramatic. some construction worker just waved at me like, “you good, kid?” no sir. no, i am not.

oh, and in art class, i may or may not have acted like rules were just... a suggestion. paint everywhere. creative freedom.

also, i gave a girl my phone number. not like that. i repeat, not. like. that. we are just friends. have been, always will be.

so yeah. today was basically a charcuterie board of chaos — a little bit of everything, none of it peaceful.