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| When Plans Go Awry pt. 1 |
Well, as we all know, my life and my plans couldn't agree. It all began on Wednesday morning.
I got a call saying that my paternal grandmother had passed away. it hurt, but it wasn't too bad because she had been in so much pain.
Thursday I was supposed to talk to Matt. That day was crazy.
In band, the underclassmen were practicing for graduation. The band director (Ms. Mike) told the seniors to go in a practice room so we wouldn't bother her. A few of the guys went in the smaller one and played x-box. Seven of us went in the bigger one. We wanted the door open and Ms. Mike kept colsing it on us. Then she put the piano up blocking the only door in the room. we started yelling at her and Henry, one of the guys, pusehd the door open (which was hard to do because of the piano) and left it open. She came in yellnig at us, "I gave ya'll this day to relax not to cause problems." My friend alyssa (who can get attitude really easily) started telling her about how it wasn't safe(which it isn't. She could get in trouble by the state for locking us somewhere where it would put us in danger. She smarted off at alyssa and was sarcastic. She was trying to make her feel like an idiot. She was looking around at the other seniors for support, but we just glared at her. We're not going to disown Alyssa just becuase she wants us to. After band the seniors were standing around in the hall & Ms. Mike came out talking all nice like nothing had happened. She told us that the reason she put us in there becaust eh principal was getting mad that students weren't on task. How the heck are we on task when we are locked in a closet? Anyway, Uncle Tim said he's writing an email to the superindendent, asst. superintendent, principal, and band director.
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Posted by meghansr2008 on 2008-05-24 13:34:21 | Rating: | Views: 83
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