I accidentally forgot to mention this last week! It would've made it end more positively (even though it's actually not something positive...)!
We were reading Shakespeare's Tragedy of Julius Caesar in English, and this is one of the best things about it.
When a character dies... The stage directions actually say [this person dies]. That is just hilarious.
It was even better because we read this part right before the bell for lunch rang.
Since we're already on the topic: for the same class, we all separate into groups and chose a scene from the play we wanted to act out. We have to write our own lines that basically simplify and modernize what the scene's about. We also have to put our own twist in it to make it funny, like gangsters or valley girls. At first, my group was gonna do mobsters, but it quickly got changed to just doing a ton of movie references.
We originally thought our script was amazing, but as we've been preparing... We've been worried as to whether people will actually laugh or not. Are our references good enough?
We've also been worried about getting our props done on time. One girl decided to get/make all of them, including making togas for us. *TOGA, TOGA, TOGA!* Since I'm Cassius, for example, my toga is dark red with a small black belt, as far as I know. They're awesome and stuff, but what if we can't get them on in time or they start falling apart halfway through the skit?
So... if all goes well, we'll have the awesomest skit our teacher has ever seen, and it'll be recorded on someone's phone as proof of how cool we were. I hope it really is good and that they put it on Facebook or something so I can show my other friends!
A little adventure we had during the week in the apartment...
I had to take a shower. I came out as soon as I could once Adolf came in to hurry me up, which annoyed me cuz it later turned out he didn't actually plan to take a shower after me after all.
Anyway, as I was in the bathroom throwing on my clothes and stuff, I heard Winnie crying. (Which happens too often around here, in my opinion.) I didn't say anything, though, because I was kinda sorta changing and I probably wouldn't be able to help anyway. By the time I was done and exited the bathroom, she'd pretty much calmed down, but then I heard her say something else:
"Adolf called 911!"
As usual, he denied. He denies just about everything he does, so we really have absolutely no idea whether any of the times he was lying he actually wasn't lying.
My mom was informed the same thing by Winnie. Their mom, Mary, wasn't around. My mom was just like 'Are you freaking kidding me?' and said she really hoped he was telling the truth and the police wouldn't come. She said she knew by experience that they'd come even if they were accidentally called, and would probably want to look around the house. If that happened, Adolf might end up saying stuff like "my mom hits me" and get Mary into serious trouble. True, she should treat her kids better, but she doesn't abuse them or anything even close. He just lies to death.
A cop indeed came to the door several minutes later.
I was brushing my teeth, so I didn't go to see him, but my mom and both kids did. My mom told me later that she told Adolf to explain to the cop what happened. He stutters a lot and stuff, and wasn't even sure what to say. My mom then explained to the cop that he had a few issues. (She'd made him talk so the policeman would dar cuenta.) Therefore, there really wasn't anything happening. The policeman left without fining Mary for the fake call, as far as we know.
I hope this gives you a glimpse as to what my life's currently like. That's about the worst thing he's done, but still. Though he pushed a girl into one of those bushes that have those spiky thingies like pine trees.
This girl, actually. A few days ago, she decided to try on my glasses. I think she looks adorable with them on. I figured she's gonna grow up and look different, so there's not really any harm in putting her pic here. And, since I'm only here for a week or two more, I can't really lead someone to her, ya know?
She just loves me, for some reason. A lot of kids do. I know I can be nice, but other times I honestly have no idea why they like me so much. *big exaggerated shrug*
Ooh, and look what I found at a place like 7-11! Apparently, Alphonse Elric took a liking to baking when he grew up. (It says "Uncle Al's Cookies".)
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