Speed Pee

You all probably looked at the title and thought, wth? And for the majority of the post...you're still going to think that :)

There are a total of five minutes in between classes at my school, which means that if you have to pee? Forget about it. It ain't happenin'. So when I come back from lunch and hurry to get to Hell (aka Geometry), I throw my stuff down and make a dash for the convenient closet type bathroom in the actual room. It's one of those bathrooms where you feel like you have to be about 30 pounds just to fit inside it.
Is anyone else always late for class thanks to their bladder? Fear not, slightly grossed out readers! I give you the secret to speed peeing. (Guys, you don't even have to read this. You have it easier than us.)

Step one: Never, ever, wait in line. Just push right on through all of those freshman clogging up the mirrors and find yourself a stall!

Step two: Don't let someone beat you to the said stall. If they do, kindly explain to them that your bladder is about to explode if you don't go pee right this moment. Or you can say that you're going to be sick. That usually makes people flee.

Step three: Once in the stall, waste no time on hanging your purse on the little hook that sometimes isn't on the back of the door. Throw your purse on the ground! But obviously not if the ground is nasty. No one wants a purse with chewed, slobbery gum all over the bottom.

Step four: Once on the toilet, play this song in your head. It makes sure you don't take your sweet time :)

Step four: Flush the toilet with the bottom of your shoe (like a ninja) and grab your purse. It's time for the mad dash back to class :)

Peace, love, and stalls that don't lock,
                                                          Sara

Colored fingers

Shadow :)

Yearbook class has to be my favorite class this semester. Well, I guess it ties with guitar. :)
Today we made posters telling students when fall pictures would be made. Paige, Kelsey, and I were all in the same group and we did a pretty good job if I do say so myself. :)
While the other groups stayed centered around the theme of taking pictures, we used fingerprints.
It was Kelsey who had the idea for using our finger prints on the poster and I'd like to say that it was a genius idea! I'm always looking for a good enough excuse to give in to my inner kindergartner :) So we set to work coloring our hands with markers.

I know that the markers say that they're washable, but they're lying. The proof is still on my hands that have been washed at least five times since I've been home. That's not counting the Germ-x that I used in a last effort to get rid of the ink.
Essentially the poster told when the pictures would be made and around the words, were little finger prints.
Sure, I got a few weird looks from a student or two on my way back to pick up my guitar, but did I care? The answer is no. My hands were freaking awesome!
Getting to the point of this post, sometimes it's okay to just be silly. I think a lot of us forget that as we grow up, and it makes me sad. So wear crazy socks, paint your hands all the colors of the rainbow, and never ever forget what it was like to be a kid. :)

~Sara