OH MY GOSH, DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?!?!

It's all over my stuff...and its yellow. I can't believe that just happened. Well Mrs. Matthews, guess what happens when your not in class. Here we were, under Ms. Stodghill's excellent care, minding our own business, blogging and in general being productive. Then, we hear a sound....kind of like a Coke being opened. This was followed by another sultry sound, kind of like this...bleeeuuhhhhhhh, and then a massive SPLAT!!! My first reaction was to say WHOA SHOOT!!!! And then I made the mistake of gazing into the smallish/largish pool of...yeah, I think you know what I mean. Next thing I know, Ms. Stodghill is screaming into the phone "CODE YELLOW! CODE YELLOW!" and everyone in the class is either cowering in the corner or responding to Luke's order to "SCATTER!" The class is now in shambles and no one is capable of summoning one cohesive thought. Everyone is a little shell shocked and no one knows what to do. Ms. Stodghill gets off the phone and gathers everyone back with the good news that the custodian is coming. Meanwhile, those who scattered start slowly, warily crawling back to the classroom, looking like shell-shocked soldiers after an artillery bombardment. There is a stunned silence in the room, no one quite knows what to do. Then, my good buddy Luke and I decide to break the silence with those lovely "bleeeuuhhhhhhhh" noises, laughing all the time. Ms. Stodghill is at the desk begging us to stop before she throws up too. Then, the custodian walks in, we let up a rousing cheer. He is the hero of the hour and he goes about his business with little interference to our already messed up class. From there, with the vomit cleaned up and Mrs. Matthews' return imminent, Luke and I decide to reenact the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet. As I deliver the famous "wherefore art thou Romeo?" line, I see Mrs. Matthews walking at a brisk pace back towards class. I jump down from the desk I was standing on and whisper, "Everyone back to normal, the fun is over!". Mrs. Matthews walks in, reads this blog and we end up doing nothing all day. And the only price was one kid down and vomit on my stuff. Today was a good day.


And so we go.