
If I study, I can drink hot chocolate and watch one of my favorite Halloween movies of all time:

Yesterday, the fire alarm went off during my Biology class.
When we came back inside afterwards, the Assistant Principal came on the intercom and explained what caused the smoke detector to go off.
Apparently there was a bit of a mishap with a bunsen burner in one of our Chem labs.
My Biology teacher immediately did a fist pump and said “GOOOOOOOOOOO SCIENCEEEEEE!!!!!!”
The fire alarm went off just as I was about to give a presentation. Go science, indeed.
I am writing an essay in school. I’ve already written this essay twice, and both copies were rubbish. So today I talked to my teacher and showed her my paper and I was like:
“Sooo is this one okay?”

And she was like… “Hmmm no I don’t know. I think there are still things you need to fix. Like your thesis…”
And I was like:

“Whaaaa? A new thesis? You gave me that thesis! You want a-a new one? But that would change the whole paper!”

And she said “Yeah well…”
And she was like (Ryan Murphy) and I was like (Zach Woodlee)

And class was almost over so I realized I would have to rewrite it over the weekend.
And I was just sitting there like:

And I spent the rest of the class like this:

*This teacher is beyond awesome. She’s the coolest, and she’s doing an amazing job teaching us all the crazy essay stuff. But.it’s.so.hard. I don’t blame her though, both of the first essays were rubbish, obviously I would have to re-do them. Everything she said was totally valid, I just really really really really don’t want to rewrite this little slice of death again.*
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