My school caught fire today. The athletic wing, specifically.
But then we went back to school anyway, despite the fact that the entire place smelled like smoke. But I got to spent 2 hours in the freshman center gym, away from the toils of AP US history and chemistry.
Thanksgiving is not Thanksgiving when I have to work. Instead, it is yet another day of wanting to lop the head off the next moron that can't put their cart back in the stupid corral.