So on Tuesday I had my PSAT. Me, being the brilliant human being I am, thought it was a wonderful idea to stay up till 1:30 that night. I ended up get around 4 hours of sleep. Yaaaaayyyyyyy.
Let me tell you about the wonder that it my teachers. My science teacher, after we had taken a quiz, gathered our papers. He then let us do whatever. A few minutes before class ended, he put on Let It Go, and when the first "let it go" came on, he threw the papers up in the air. They were picked up and handed back to him. He threw the papers up again. The thing is, the next day we had a snow day, so you know what he puts on google classroom? "The cold never bothered me anyway" I shit you not, this is what he posted, with emojis.
My us history teacher was telling us what we were doing for the day, then told us how he had somehow managed to put on a black belt with brown shoes. He even jokingly asked a kid to walk to his (the kids) house and get him a belt. At the end of class our teacher had a brown belt because one of the girls traded their brown belt for his black belt.
I love eighth grade.
