School . . . -.-

School started yesterday . . . *sigh* Now I'm back to getting up at 5:30 AM . . . I'm sleepy.

Well, on the bright side, I have interesting teachers this year. My English teacher ended up saying 'what was I talking about' four times in one period. Distractable, eh? The same goes for my marine biology teacher, though he didn't lose track of what he was saying. He just told lots of stories.

But my English class is in a portable, so we have a very great view out one of the windows of this little bridge that leads from our school parking lot to the park that's behind our school. Kids will go over the bridge to skip class at the park. But, anyway, my English teacher suddenly broke off in mid-sentence, staring out the window, and then said, "This might make my day . . ." Then he told the guys in front of the window to keep an eye on two kids going toward the bridge. My teacher pulled out a walkie-talkie and said into it after turning it on, "We have two runaways . . . I repeat, we have a prison break."

And then he couldn't tell whether one of them was a girl or a boy, so he just described them as a blond in a red shirt. ^.^

See ya next time I can get to a computer!