Four Times In One Hour

I burned myself four times in one hour. It was painful. See in Forensics, we were doing a lab that had to do with fibers, and some of that involved holding them near a candle to see if they moved towards or away from the flame and if they had a smell. Well, I burnt my thumb while lighting a candle, then some hot wax got on my hand, and then I stuck my finger in the wax once, and it was really hot, and then I did it again a little later, but it was still hot. Four times. It sucks, and my thumb still hurts.

I discovered something new today. Eating the school's ravioli is tedious. It's tedious because I had to pick out the ravioli, open it up as if performing surgery, get the meat out of it, and then I was able to eat it. But it was worth it, because I'm somewhat full. At least more full than I am most days after lunch. Being a high school vegan is sometimes difficult.

I'm in my german class now, and I wrote my essay, so I figured I might as well write a blog as well. I mean, blogs are cool, especially when written in german class. I'm bored, and I miss Ashes, but she went home. And then since the seat next to me at the lunch table was empty, my stalker sat next to me. I do my best to be nice to him, but... Rawr.

On the bright side, I have art club today. I do so love art club. I just hope Vicky doesn't try to attack me, because Ashes isn't here, and I doubt I'll get much protection from Mella. *Sigh* Oh well... I might post another blog later, if I'm still alive.

THE END~