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: Assassins!Brace yourself for a long post, for today was quite eventful.
First, just before I had to leave my house to go to school, I realized that I didn't have my bus pass. Dad was waiting for me in the garage, with the car engine already started. I was anxious because Dad would be late if I didn't find it fast. I couldn't. I looked everywhere -- my coat pockets, my pants pockets, my messy desk 
, the computer desk, my brother's room, the kitchen drawer. It was nowhere to be found!!
So then, I was getting frustrated. I knew that I had it the previous night. I just didn't know where I placed it. Mom was getting mad as well, because I was holding Dad up. I decided to just call Dad to let him know that he should leave without me.
Right after I told him so, I found it. Ahh... the backpack, where it was supposed to be!!! I was just looking in a different compartment. 
I walked down the stairs, to my surprise, the garage door was open. Maybe my Dad hadn't left after all. Gone. 
Looks like I wasn't the only one who was forgettful. I made a note to myself about this because when Dad came back home, he was bound to have a row with me... I could surely use this to defend and fight back!! 
Well, I got on the bus, and I drifted off to dreamland... 
Good thing that they were having a construction thing, because they made the road very bumpy, waking me up, or I would have slept right by. 
I got inside the school. Man, it was cold this morning. Mmm... sleep... and off I went on a table... And my trusty cell phone alarm woke me up 20 min. before I had to go to class. Nah... a bit more sleep... ... 10 min. Cr@p ! I got there on time, but the classroom was strangely empty. Oh good, 1 person showed up. The class was supposed to have 19 people, but only 7 showed up today. Oh well, we had fun!! Today's excercise was gift-wrapping with your hands tied. Doesn't that sound deliciously funtastic! The idea was to cooperate in a team. 2 teams of 3 were formed (due to the absenteeism). I was grouped with 2 guys (Simon and a boy whose name I don't know... 
... he only sits right behind me!!!) Anyway, we had to compete with the other team. We chose a roll of gift wrapper, and began to work. After 2 seconds of using the scissors, I decided to just rip it off. Hehe... Of course, the edges were horrible-looking... Ah well... I rolled up the "gift" (which is just a small empty box) and cleverly concealing the uglyness within 
, the nameless boy taped. I ripped the end of the box's paper as it was too long, folded it with the my hands behind my back. I was quite good at that... considering how I never do the gift-wrapping at home and that I literally had my hands tied. I folded one end. The nameless boy took over to try to fold the other. [giggle] It was hideous!! But he disguised it as a "design"!!! It actually didn't turn out that bad... The final product looked like a trophy with things sticking out from the top!!
And we beat the other team, even though they had "designs," too. [Applause]
Second try: same drill, except no talking between members.
We lost this battle because the other team wrapped it like a candy. It was neat, really.
Third try: same thing, but for candies as reward!
They did the exact same thing. We on the other hand, were "creative". Simon decided that he wanted to cut out a Santa pic from a wrapper and he did, with strings tied up his hands, of course. Nameless boy and I did the drill once more, except we cut with a pair of scissors... which I regretted because brute force was so much more efficient... scissors brought no advantage... maybe it was my cutting skills... the paper wasn't even remotely close to being straight. We wrapped it this time the way people normally wrapped it. Just when we were done, so was Simon.
He taped Santa's head to the box. And we called, "Done." The "judge" recorded the time. We stood up our gift and untied ourselves. Just then, the head toppled over. We cheated by re-enforcing it with a little tape.
It was funny during the third time because we kept dropping all of our tools. Imagine the hassle we went through when we had to pick them off the ground with our hands tied. I insisted on telling the judge the difficulty of cutting the head with our tied up hands. She seemed to agree with us, and she also thought that the other team's idea wasn't original anymore.
WE WON!!! Whoohoo!!! CANDY!!! But because of the few people in the class, everybody got candy... still... haha!!! The other team had 2 girls and 1 guy, whereas we have 1 girl and 2 boys. Girls tend to be more detailed, and they showed it. We on the other hand, didn't care much, and that included me. Remember? I was the one who ripped the paper right out!!! Of course, Shanny was telling everybody that I was so forceful to the paper!! 
It was a fun lesson, but we didn't learn anything. Wait, that's probably why I loved that lesson!!!
Afterwards, I went to the library to use their computer and their Internet. Then lunch time!!! 
Must begin reading for the next class which starts in 1 hour... Ahh heck... My cell phone would wake me again. Zzz...Zzz... Good... I woke up 10 min. before the phone would scream. Bah?! It was passed the set time already... still no alarm? Thank goodness I woke up early! 
Class... we did another excercise. This time it was a survival game. A list of items were given to us, and we were to decide which ranked more important, and why.
Setting: you and a group's plane has just crashed... cold winter... a forest... you are dressed in city winter clothes... blah blah blah...
List of items: compass, sectional air map, newspaper, shortening, clothes, canvas, hand axe, a ball of steel wool 
, whiskey, chocolate, pistol, cigarette lighter, some other stuff I can't remember...
My list:
)
)Somewhere near the end: whiskey, compass, map, newspaper, a pistol,
Experts' opinion:
even when out of fluid ... now really?? , use the container to get water, etc.Somewhere near the end: newspaper <-- warmth, a pistol <-- ward/ kill animals, but can be lethal
Last:
Fairly fun class. After class was over, my friend and I went to the terminal stop to take a bus home. We got on. About 50 feet from the stop, these road contruction workers stopped the bus with their stop/slow sign. So we waited... 5 whole minutes!!! And apparently for NOTHING!!! No cars from the other side came by... grr...
I got the feeling that the bus driver was mad because he started speeding down the mountain!! The speed limit was 30, but I knew that he went over that to catch up for lost time. New limit: 15... he went WAY pass that. The ride turned very bumpy. Sand could be heard rolling beneath the bus. So then, after a couple of minutes, we went to the largest stop of all, there were about 200 students waiting for buses. Now, there are 4 or 5 buses that go through that bus stop, but of 200 people, you can be sure that at least 30 were going to take this route. The bus came to a slow, a stop of 2 seconds. But he didn't open the doors. There is basically an unwritten rule about this stop, though. Buses would open ALL of their doors, and people would just get on without showing their passes. Apparently, everybody was expecting the welcoming doors that they did not move from their spots. When the bus driver perceived that nobody wanted to get on. HE DROVE AWAY!!! Without even letting on a single person or even OPENNING THE DOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT WAS HILARIOUS!!!! My friend and I first stared in disbelief, then I laughed while he tried his hardest to remain composed, and was surpressing a laugh.
Down the hill was just as funny, and not to mention, speedy. The whole bus only contained 7 or 8 people. It was supposed the busiest time of day -- when students were let off!! Instead, we got this virtually empty bus speeding down the hill.
Because there were so few people on the bus, the bus made practically no stops at all, except yielding to red lights. It was going so fast that it actually caught the bus ahead of it, which was supposed to be 8-10 min. faster. And because it was ahead of us, the people waiting at the bus stops couldn't see that there was another bus behind it. So everybody got on the earlier bus, while we still had our spacious bus.
We followed that bus for several stops, but still nobody was smart enough to get on.
Finally, we lost them when the driver decided that we had so much spare time that we had to stop the bus for a few minutes.
The fun didn't end there for me...
I got off, walked a block or so when I saw this couple. The lady was talking non-stop to her (presumably) boyfriend, while he inserted a few words here and there. When we were almost shoulder to shoulder, he gave me a quick look and said, "Hello." I knew it was a nice gesture, but do guys often "hello" other girls when they are with their beloved? Hahahaha... no, I am not even ok-looking. All the while, the lady talked ceaselessly. Hehe... That was interesting...
And when I stopped at the bus stop, there was a little fella standing there with a tiny backpack. "Cute kid," I thought. Then he turned around. He was a grown man!!! Whoops... Anyway, the short man was looking at me strangely, so I said, "hello." He didn't reply. I didn't mind.
At the dinner table, sure enough, Dad brought up how I am a careless and forgettful person who leaves her things everywhere, and never place them back where they belong.
The "open garage door" argument completely slipped my mind. My rebuttul went down the drain...
Finally, I spent half an hour writing this. I doubt that you have actually read this whole thing... I think I still have a few minor details that I wanted to dish out, it's just that I forget what they are in light of this excitement. 
Edit: I remember one more detail: my glasses' screw came loose in my first class. When I was wiping my glasses with my shirt, the left lens popped out. Whoops. Good thing I had a spare pair, my very strong glasses. 
My gosh! This entry is so long!!! have a good week
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