I thought today would be the most boring day of my entire life. Hours and hours of sitting on my ass--what would be so fun about that? Lesson of the story: don't assume anything. Turns out that today has been really, really interesting. And sick.

Today, we had Club Activity Day. Nikki and I are members of the Sports Club--the club where the cheerleaders and the jocks are. I would like to mention that the jocks look exactly like guys--same build, deep voices, and they don't even have breasts. Well, at least that's what I thought. Now, I'd like to conclude that all women, lesbian or what, have breasts. Anyway, what sex they are totally confuses me, so I'll either refer to a jock as a him or her.

The speaker didn't show up today and we wanted to go home but according to the rules, we have to stay there until after lunch. So we stayed in the room where the meeting was held, which was a chairless room with a shiny floor. Since the floor is clean, and no one can go into the room unless she removes her shoes, we lay down on the floor because of boredom, not the least bit worried about germs or whatever because there wasn't any.

About an hour later, I fell into a doze, for about five minutes. Then Nikki shook me awake and related what had happened during my five minutes of LaLa Land. It was a little bit twisted, so I can't put everything here for everyone to read because I could get to trouble in school . I will just email you the url for the continuation of this entry. If you didn't get the url , try to email me at indara@kcizone.com.