Dear Diary, April 18th
Ok. Today I can probably sum up in two words: What the Hell? Ok, that's three words but, that's how I can explain today.
Ok, so at school, Mrs. Dunum was late. We found out she had broken her leg, and couldn't come back to school for probably a couple weeks. I was happy, not that she was hurt, but that she was going to be gone.
So, I thought our sub would be some really old hag or a really young person, who spends his/her time downing bloody Mary's with Nembutals's or Prozac, hell maybe even Riltlin to get more pumped up. But, when I saw the sub, I was totally wrong. He was young, probably in his thirty's or something. His name was Mr. Schneebly, but he said we can call him Mr. S.
When our principal, Miss Mullins left, he turned different, than he had seemed before. He asked for food, we a forbidden to have food in class, but Tomika had some so he took her turkey sub. Summer was being her usual teacher's pet self, don't get me wrong, I love her to death, but It sometimes gets really annoying.
She told Mr. S about our gold stars, he ruined the whole 'Gold Star and Demerit" poster board, and asked "What Kind of Sick School is This?" Before that he had said he had a hangover, and asked us if we knew what one was. Frankie said, it was being drunk, God even I know that's the wrong answer. Freddy said he was an alcoholic and Mrs. S told him to shut up, which really cracked us all up.
So, even to Summer's dismay, Mr. S made us have recess all day. So I guess today was pretty cool.
Yours Truly, Marta L.