"What are you doing here? Did you -" Genuine disbelief and confusion coloured her voice. It was weird talking to Ms. Stangherlin outside of class, it's weird talking to any teacher outside of class, but I guess in such a small school, it can't really be avoided. At least now I don't have to see her every day, because that would make it weirder. Not like it's some horrible thing that is dreaded, it's just...odd. But it was true, I had been kicked out of class, so I nodded.
"I got kicked out of class."
"Why?!" she asked, shocked. Mr Hassin watched me curiously from beside her.
"I wasn't doing my work."
Mr. Hassin said, "Français, right?"
"Yeah, geo."
He nodded.
She made a look of total disbelief.
"You?" she said. I just smiled and thought, well yeah, obviously. Instead of saying that though, I just continued to smile.
"Yeah, he kicked out Shanel and Jessica for talking and me out for not talking but not doing my work. They got to go to the library, and I got sent to the office."
Mr. Hassin was grinning and Ms. Stangherlin started laughing. Still laughing, she said, with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be laughing."
"Oh no, it's fine," I mumbled, holding the door open. I was just walking out of the office when this occured, anxious to be on my spare. Those 30 minutes spent in the office were exceptionally slow, especially so after I had finished the work I hadn't been doing in class in the first 10 minutes. I had tried texting Shanel, but for some reason the texting service on my phone wasn't working, so I sat there and eavesdropped on the teachers' conversations. They were talking about gangrene, someone who had got it and was picking at it and didn't want to be found out, but it, obviously, was. This then led to a conversation told by someone whose voice I couldn't place, but I think it was Mr. Hassin, about him cutting his leg with a chainsaw. It was mildly gruesome and Ms. Stangherlin and Ms. McComber made sounds of disgust frequently throughout the tale.
A woman bustled past me with a brief, "Excuse me," as I stepped out of her way. I could tell that the conversation between myself and the teachers was over and as I started to head out, Ms. Stangherlin called out, "Poor you."
I didn't look back, really, but said, half over my shoulder, "Yeah, poor me." And then I left.
Chantal was laughing when she found me in the hall, mocking me for having been forced to do work and for having been sent to the office when the other two had merely been sent out of class. I just laughed and told her about the gangrene. We went to the caf because the library was closed and as Chantal bought a cookie, I told her about my "oh-so-exciting" adventure in the office, and then I gave her a note and mentioned that when my Bye Bye Beautiful DVD single arrived, we had to have a Nightwish party! But we'll see, I guess. Shanel joined us after she finished doing her re-test in math and she, too, started laughing at me. I suppose it is dreafully hilarious that I had to do work. Though I actually prefered the office to the classroom. It just would have been better with something to actually do.
The cafeteria was serving poutine today and I desperately wanted some, but had no money. So Shanel loaned me some and I bought a poutine, but the fries were overcooked and the gravy was too salty, so it was terribly dsappointing. I ate about a quarter of it. I left shortly after, but didn't catch my regular bus, instead I took the 19, where I would transfer onto the 44. My god that was a bad idea. The bus route is much longer, despite it being one less bus to catch. I got home fourty minutes later. The disgusting thing is that my regular bus hadn't even arrived yet. But oh well. I finally got home and checked the mail. I saw a package and I was just thinking how awesome it would be if my Bye Bye Beautiful single arrived, but thought that it was very unlikely as it had only been released a week ago. But lo! I pulled the package out and upon it, in the return-adress corner, was a Nightwish-shop sticker! So I was overjoyed that my package had arrived! I went to watch it immediately, but the DVD player wouldn't play it due to "area limitations". Which is total bullshit. It even says on the back of the DVD that it plays in all regions. So the DVD player is just completely screwed up. I had to take my old DVD player, the cheap one, and hook it up to the TV in my parents' room in order to watch my DVD. And then my mom calls and informs me that she found the Metal Hammer magazine I was looking for! The one with Nightwish on the cover! I was ecstatic!
So overall, this has been an excellent week. 3 days in school, I finished my first portrait (one of Anette, naturally) and it turned out fairly well given the fact that it was my first attempt at such a thing, I learned two new songs on guitar (Higher than Hope and Walking in the Air by Nightwish), my Nightwish Century Child CD arrived from Amazon, Dallas bought us a 46" LCD TV and a ps3, I bought the Nightwish End of an Era DVD and my Nightwish Bye Bye Beautiful DVD arrived today! Great week. Awesome week. It had it's not-so-good points, but overall the good outweighed the bad, and I'm a happy camper with that!
I've updated my fanfic. Chapter 9 isn't the best, it's more of a filler chapter, but it had to be put in. Comment on it, please, please, please.
Currently Listening: What Have You Done by Within Temptation
"I got kicked out of class."
"Why?!" she asked, shocked. Mr Hassin watched me curiously from beside her.
"I wasn't doing my work."
Mr. Hassin said, "Français, right?"
"Yeah, geo."
He nodded.
She made a look of total disbelief.
"You?" she said. I just smiled and thought, well yeah, obviously. Instead of saying that though, I just continued to smile.
"Yeah, he kicked out Shanel and Jessica for talking and me out for not talking but not doing my work. They got to go to the library, and I got sent to the office."
Mr. Hassin was grinning and Ms. Stangherlin started laughing. Still laughing, she said, with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be laughing."
"Oh no, it's fine," I mumbled, holding the door open. I was just walking out of the office when this occured, anxious to be on my spare. Those 30 minutes spent in the office were exceptionally slow, especially so after I had finished the work I hadn't been doing in class in the first 10 minutes. I had tried texting Shanel, but for some reason the texting service on my phone wasn't working, so I sat there and eavesdropped on the teachers' conversations. They were talking about gangrene, someone who had got it and was picking at it and didn't want to be found out, but it, obviously, was. This then led to a conversation told by someone whose voice I couldn't place, but I think it was Mr. Hassin, about him cutting his leg with a chainsaw. It was mildly gruesome and Ms. Stangherlin and Ms. McComber made sounds of disgust frequently throughout the tale.
A woman bustled past me with a brief, "Excuse me," as I stepped out of her way. I could tell that the conversation between myself and the teachers was over and as I started to head out, Ms. Stangherlin called out, "Poor you."
I didn't look back, really, but said, half over my shoulder, "Yeah, poor me." And then I left.
Chantal was laughing when she found me in the hall, mocking me for having been forced to do work and for having been sent to the office when the other two had merely been sent out of class. I just laughed and told her about the gangrene. We went to the caf because the library was closed and as Chantal bought a cookie, I told her about my "oh-so-exciting" adventure in the office, and then I gave her a note and mentioned that when my Bye Bye Beautiful DVD single arrived, we had to have a Nightwish party! But we'll see, I guess. Shanel joined us after she finished doing her re-test in math and she, too, started laughing at me. I suppose it is dreafully hilarious that I had to do work. Though I actually prefered the office to the classroom. It just would have been better with something to actually do.
The cafeteria was serving poutine today and I desperately wanted some, but had no money. So Shanel loaned me some and I bought a poutine, but the fries were overcooked and the gravy was too salty, so it was terribly dsappointing. I ate about a quarter of it. I left shortly after, but didn't catch my regular bus, instead I took the 19, where I would transfer onto the 44. My god that was a bad idea. The bus route is much longer, despite it being one less bus to catch. I got home fourty minutes later. The disgusting thing is that my regular bus hadn't even arrived yet. But oh well. I finally got home and checked the mail. I saw a package and I was just thinking how awesome it would be if my Bye Bye Beautiful single arrived, but thought that it was very unlikely as it had only been released a week ago. But lo! I pulled the package out and upon it, in the return-adress corner, was a Nightwish-shop sticker! So I was overjoyed that my package had arrived! I went to watch it immediately, but the DVD player wouldn't play it due to "area limitations". Which is total bullshit. It even says on the back of the DVD that it plays in all regions. So the DVD player is just completely screwed up. I had to take my old DVD player, the cheap one, and hook it up to the TV in my parents' room in order to watch my DVD. And then my mom calls and informs me that she found the Metal Hammer magazine I was looking for! The one with Nightwish on the cover! I was ecstatic!
So overall, this has been an excellent week. 3 days in school, I finished my first portrait (one of Anette, naturally) and it turned out fairly well given the fact that it was my first attempt at such a thing, I learned two new songs on guitar (Higher than Hope and Walking in the Air by Nightwish), my Nightwish Century Child CD arrived from Amazon, Dallas bought us a 46" LCD TV and a ps3, I bought the Nightwish End of an Era DVD and my Nightwish Bye Bye Beautiful DVD arrived today! Great week. Awesome week. It had it's not-so-good points, but overall the good outweighed the bad, and I'm a happy camper with that!
I've updated my fanfic. Chapter 9 isn't the best, it's more of a filler chapter, but it had to be put in. Comment on it, please, please, please.
Currently Listening: What Have You Done by Within Temptation
Would you mind if I killed you?
Would you mind if I tried to?
'Cause you have turned into my worst enemy.
You carry hate that I don't feel.
It's over now.
What have you done?
Would you mind if I tried to?
'Cause you have turned into my worst enemy.
You carry hate that I don't feel.
It's over now.
What have you done?
