So I was tagged by my sister Stephanie and I have to tell three facts about myself.
Number One: I currently have pneumonia! I know seriously who gets pneumonia except for babies and old people. I guess I am the same person who got pink eye earlier this year, so apparently I fit into this category. The stressful thing about being sick is I have to plan for a sub while I am absent. That is even harder to do than actually attend school. Which brings me to fact number two.
Number Two: Occasionally I start class by saying "Today we are going to...." and I actually don't know what I am going to say before it comes out. I mean I have a general idea of what topic I want to cover, but how exactly it will come about I have yet to think about. It has always worked out for me (I don't think the kids are on to me yet) but I better not press my luck.
Number Three: I secretly like to read books on serial killers. Not that I want to be a serial killer or that I think they are cool, but I like the forensic side of the story. I like to read the background story on the killer and then how they were caught. The problem with this is I have permanently freaked myself out for life and have trouble walking out to my car alone in the dark.
I hope you all feel like you know me a little bit better now. I have decided to tag Everyone who hasn't updated their blog this week!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A week ago on Monday when I went to school there was an awful smell permeating the halls of the science wing of the school. We searched everywhere trying to determine where the smell was coming from. On Thursday we discovered that some chemicals had spilled in a storage room that we never go in and that was the source of the smell. Well, after smelling the smell for three days and not taking any action, the school decided that at that moment we needed to evacuate the science wing. I got to spend the rest of the day watching the same video over and over in the theater with the rest of the science classes. Hazmat had to come to our school and apparently the toxicity level (on a scale of 1-4) was at a 3. If I die soon we will all know why. I don't have any pictures of my school or classroom for this post, except for this one of Ben and I posing with Chauncy Peppertooth (my skeleton).