Le lundi, je quitte la maison à 7h55 le matin et j'arrive à l'école à 8h15. Je déjeune à lacantine à 11h40 avec mes amis. Je rentre chez moi. Après l'école, je fais mes devoirs et je mange.
That's just a simple version of my monday.
But really. let's get serious. no ones monday is EVER like that.
My friend and I had heard about this thing that people have been doing to raise money to rehabilitate the child soldiers in Uganda: all you have to is be silent for a full 24 hours. No speaking, gestures, mouthing, sign language, or writing. Sounds hard. IT WAS. But we figured that since it was for a good cause we would give it our best. So this morning we started and the second that i got up I practically had to throw my hand over my mouth to keep myself from talking. In the first 15 minutes of my day I was already saying things like "yea" or "what?" blame my mother for talking to me this morning and constantly making me jealous of her ability to speak. I head off for the bus and the second me and my friend see each other we grab our stomachs as if to hold in our laughs. Oh what an awkward bus ride that was. Our other friends kept mentioning how awkward it was to be around us today. How they were practically talking to themselves (which, by the way, they totally were :P). Luckily I sit in a dark corner in the back of my first and second period classes (oh and did I mention that I am surrounded by boys?) so it was, in fact, quite easy to stay quiet for those classes. But right towards the end of my second class, something came over me. Oh what do they call it? SPEACH! After one of the guys had asked the other a crazy question that I just happened to know the answer to, I blabbed it out and threw my hands directly over my mouth. Suddenly the whole class was yelling at me about how I wasn't supposed to talk. Yea well they haven't tried to not talk for 24 hours straight! I am proud that I lasted 4 hours though :) But after that, things got a little crazy. The shirt that I had drawn the words "I AM SILENT" on, soon became a graffiti wall. And. well. This happened:
Let's just say that they get a little hyper when a highlighter is in their possession.
Of course I had no idea what they were writing until much later on when I got home and identified it. Things like "UNICORN POWER!" and "I'm hot like a chili pepper *sizzle*"
Gotta love your friends
