On Thursay, we had a fire drill. Now we are in Mukilteo, up in the Northwest, so naturally: it's pretty damn cold. On Friday, someone pulled the fire alarm ( I can point fingers), and what did we do? Go over the feild and stand there like the school was on fire in the twenty degree weather. After the drill, we walked back, and me, not paying attention, walked right into a tree branch that hit me in the face.
Then the weekend.
On Monday: guess what? Someone pulled the fire alarm again! Awesome. So, again, we had to stand in the field like an emergency until we could walk back in. Remember, it's 20 degrees.
And when I was walking back, I hit the same branch with my face again. Wonderful.
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