The Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.

Sorry if my last few posts seemed rushed, but I'm trying to catch up to our current date. But now, back to school. I woke up. And realized, with dread, that today I would have to face the utter horror of nine periods stacked on top of each other in a sort of mount doom. In math, I watched as our teacher presented us with a small animated movie he had created for us. It was very amusing on its own, but I'm sure I would have enjoyed it more if I had understood half of the long math words. Spanish came and went, like a leaf on the wind, and English was was as simple as usual. It was the last day of running in gym, and of course, it was pouring rain outside. So I got the luxury of running ij mud on the dirt paths. But I enjoyed it, because I know that this barely happens in Montana. I had history after that. And we are know studying how Hitler maintained his dictatorship. Very interesting stuff. I was very lucky though, and gram and pap, your prayer was well recieved, because I didn't have religion today. I started writing a story in my free time, and now, I'm consumed by ideas for more stories of the same nature. I had geography lastly, and enjoyed it. I went to bed that night happy and content. Tuesday: I woke up this morning, and was shocked to realize I had lost my jacket. So began a very large comb of the school. First, I had religion, and someone had smeared a nice surprise left from a dog on their shoe on the bottom of my desk, and the teacher wouldn't let me sit anywhere else for a while, until I disobeyed her rules and sat down at the far end of the room. And she was fine with it. I went back home for a few hours, and relaxed. I had biology, and then went quickly then also. I still hadnt found my coat. I was begining to panic. Wednesday: My first class today was Spanish, and that went buy fast again. Then came art, and that was fun as usual. German class was confusing, and I was glad for the break. My tutuor lesson was fun. English class was the best though, because my friend had went to America over the break, and smuggled me back some reeses. It was fantastic. A good three days.