I stood next to Matthew during the long, boring speech. Okay, well, it wasn't too boring. It was about Labor Day weekend and how we had a day off on Monday. We weren't allowed to leave campus, however, so the board of directors decided we are having a (really elaborate) party. There would be a fancy every thing, but we had to plan all of it. It was supposed to make us learn how to work together and coordinate. It occurred to me that I was told about this place on wednesday, and then got here thursday, and so today was Friday. We had one day of school, then a long weekend. Odd, but nice. I wasn't sure what I would do to help though. The Roman warrior (history teacher) on stage was taking about some sort of sign up sheet. So we all had to do one thing, but as he rattled off the jobs, I noticed there weren't as many jobs as there were people. Maybe I just won't have to do anything? I hoped so, but then Faith and Jordanne pulled me away from my nice spot in the back of the crowd, to the front where I saw a table with the sign up sheet. I signed up for the one that looked the least boring. Shopping for decorations.

I wasn't really that type of girl, the type that loves to shop, but at least it wouldn't be dangerous like setting yup the fireworks, or boring like making sure everyone stayed at the party. Or cooking! Oh god, I would throw up if they gave me a job that was cooking some thing gross like salad or sandwiches. Yes, my tastes are weird (but they are just gross in all aspects of my mind). I saw that someone wrote their name next to someone else's and created an entire second column to the sign up sheet. Ah, so that's how everyone will get signed up. I wonder if I will work with anyone. If I do, I hope they are nice and not snobby.

Jordanne and Faith sign up together to put up streamers and decorations. That will be fun. That was sarcasm… I think. I can't quite tell at the moment. I must be in some sort of middle stage between not using sarcasm and using sarcasm so I do both at the same time. It would be actually fun to put up decorations in my opinion. But the fact that they know i'm the one to buy them means that they will make me buy what they want to put up, and I won't have any choice in the matter. Then the fact that Faith and Jordanne have such different tastes in decor may be just as problematic.

I think I'll just leave before they can start ordering me about on what to buy. I started weaving through the crowd toward the girls dorm. I had to awkwardly push through some people and go around bushes, but I found my way eventually. When I pushed open the door the first floor looked almost spooky. It was still light out, so it shouldn't be this odd, but it was. Maybe it was just the absence of people, and the abundance of stuff, but it was eerie. I grabbed a box of swedish fish and sat down on a bean bag chair. I sat for a moment before I realized I wasn't all that hungry. Then I just fiddled with the box in my hand and looked at the back of the package.

I noticed some interesting things. Well, thins that were interesting due to the fact that I was bored. The serving size was 7 and that was one of my favorite numbers. Then one serving was 42 grams; the answer to life. Then the total carbohydrates plus the sugars equal sixty nine... I also noticed that they were made in Canada. Not the USA or China or Mexico. Canada. I thought that was cool somehow. Then I got bored again.

I looked around the room, and wandered over to some odd things that I saw. After a while of that, I just got tired. I knew we were probably supposed to go to dinner, but I didn't want to go. I walked up the stairs to my room and flopped down on my bed. I was still in my uniform, so I changed in to my pajama's. I put on my thin care bear PJ bottoms and and a really old shirt. I was six or seven when I tie-dyed it purple as a dress. Now it was just a bit big and all traces of it once being ti-dyed were washed out long ago. I hopped into bed, and went to sleep early.

I have an odd sleeping schedule. Going to bed at six isn't that bad for a friday. The next day I woke up it was noon and the bell for lunch was ringing. I calculated how long I slept in my head. Six hours on friday plus twelve today. It was 18 hours just like a cat. That was probably enough sleep to last me the next week. Maybe if I get 12 or so tonight, I'll be good. I assumed that since it was a weekend we could wear normal clothes instead of our uniforms. I hoped I assumed correctly and walked down the stairs heading towards the cafeteria for some breakfast. Or was it lunch? It was my wake-up-time meal. WUT. That'll be my new acronym. I just hope I can get some food I can eat. I walk into the Cafeteria and I'm attacked by Jordanne and Faith.

"Where were you? You've missed two meals!" Jordanne scolds.

"I was sleeping." I explained

"Sleeping? For an entire day? Oh right, I forgot you did that for a sec there." Faith said.

"And it wasn't for an entire day, just 18 hours." they just stared at me as if to tell me it was basically the same thing. Which I suppose it was pretty close…