Office Aide for Mrs. Tayl.
"What do you do?"
Well, today I cleaned out the caferteria's lost-and-found cart.
Roll Mrs. Tayl's safety patrol cart (humiliating already, plus it doesn't go where you direct it) to the cafeteria, stack all the stuff on the cart, then roll it back. Over the bumps in which the cart tried to turn over. NOT FUN. I hope no one was watching. See, if Jestar was doing this, he's probably run into a car within the first five minutes. Just kidding, but maybe so...
I didn't like that.
Then after the bell rang I had to bring all the stuff we decided was for secondary over to the library.
Arms. Stacked. FULL. Of. Sweaty. Jackets.
Gross!
And then in Drama we "went through "Readin', Ritin', and Rithmetic'" BUT the way Mrs. Nest does it is she chooses people out of the random to read. What you have to under stand here is that our class has about 7 people that would maybe be worth reading parts.
Okay, then. But the worst part? Someone reads what's in the parentheses. Like-
SAM (questioningly)- Will Skandar ever stop eating Nutella?
So including the previous line it would sound like this-
"Why is there an alpaca on my couch?"
"Questioningly."
"Will Skandar ever stop eating Nutella?"
I.
CAN'T.
STAND.
THIS!!!!!!!
