Friday, February 15, 2008

Stop, Drop, and Rollin'

My English teacher is... of questionable sanity. To put it nicely. Our latest project as a "wailing wall" that we had to make "textured" and write down notes about things that are important to us. My wall had a bunch of books and colored pencils glued to it.

We were supposed to take the stupid projects home today, so I'm sturggling down a flight a stairs and a hallway or two with this giant poster that's sagging down in the middle. My backpack was half falling off my shoulder, I was already feeling feverish and slightly dizzy so I probably looked like a mess.

That's when one of the colored pencils fell off my poster. Now I know that I've only really mentioned my awkwardness on this blog (because, well, that's what this thing is about) but I'm also a bit of a control freak. And I have a real issue with littering. (I lectured one of my friends for 10 minutes after she threw a pipe cleaner out of the bus window. On and on about the poor birds whose stomachs would get all scratched up from the metal if they tried to eat it.) And yeah, I know I wasn't even outside, so it wasn't really littering, but what if some poor old teacher slipped on it and broke a hip? Did I really want to be responsible for a BROKEN HIP?

Ok, yeah, so I sighed and set my poster down on a nearby desk (We have random desks sprinkled throughout our hallways, don't ask why) and bent to pick up the pencil. That's when my ENTIRE poster, weighed out by the books, fell off the desk, on top of me. In the middle of the busy hallway between classes.

AND a bunch more pencils fell off!

So, understandably, I went "Oh, shit" and started picked up the newly fallen pencils. And, with my luck, a random teacher happened to be walking by at that EXACT moment. He went "No, *shoot*" in that disaproving way teachers have. I quickly picked up my (now falling apart) poster and scurried away to class. Well, actually more like waddled, what with the huge poster and my 15 lb (I know because Marena made me weigh it last year for some article) backpack.

<3 Helen

1 comment:

Emlyn said...

Heh. TJ backpacks pwn yours :P They weigh like...A BAJILLION TIMES more. And mine, about three times that, 'cause I can't get my FECKING LOCKER to open. That's a huge issue with a lot of the lockers - they just don't open.

Then again, this might just be me - I've never actually mastered the art of opening a combination lock.