Break was uneventful for the most part. I've partaken of the Sarah T. diet of water for breakfast, lunch, and a sensible dinner. So it was a bit stupid to bring one dollar for drinks. Gave it to Christy because she wanted to by some Starburst... but ended up with a pack of Certs that took the whole of the dollar. That was pretty funny, in a boring and nothing-better-to-do-but-find-amusing sense.
Walked over to the junior high since they're still working on the gym in the regular high school. Again, put on the boom box blasting punk bands. Some people were a bit on the scared side though: 1) the gym's so much smaller and therefore has a higher occurence of echoing 2) we took a group of people's spot 3) the same people might wanna beat us up if we play "pop punk"... okay, so it was mainly C who was scared. I, on the other hand, knew half of the people in the group and they aren't as close minded about the punk music out there as some people I know... but I won't mention names.
Came home, slept for 4 hours, then woke up with the cushions of the couch strewn all along the floor, my body being completely numb, and saying the line "What the hell are novelty bagels?!" Yeah, I need more sleep.
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