JD!

Juvenile delinquent, in case you were wondering.

Haha, yesterday at lunch, Jackie (new girl), Nicole, Michael ( a "good kid"), Taylor (another "good kid"), a few other kids and myself left the cafeteria when instructed to do so by a teacher. We were all the way down the hall and halfway up the stairs to the computer lab when we were intercepted by Mr. Conolly, principal of the lovely establishment of SSIS. He was yelling and huffing an dpuffing and just being generally unpleasant. He informed us that we were to go directly to the dance room and stay there!

We all did, looking at each other, kind of laughing like, what's going on here? We were unsure if/why we were being disciplined, but being all good kids, we went along with it. Re-enter Mr. Conolly a few minutes later, all guns blazing yelling at us about leaving the cafeteria early without his express permission. We are all avoiding looking at each other and trying our asolute hardest not to burst out in hysterical laughter. Michael tried to diplomatically explain that we had been instructed to leave by another teacher, but Mr. Conolly wouldn't hear it. He said that as punishment we were to stay in the dance room our whole break! Oh the torture! A room full of friends! We exploded the minute he left the room. Normally in a situation like that, I would have been silent and repentant, but it was absolutley ridiculous!

After a bit more talking and laughing, people got out the iPods and shared around headphones. Most people, including Jackie and I, were linked at the ear when Mr. Conolly came back in a minute later. Quick as a flash, Jackie shoved her iPod out of sight except for one solitary ear phone. I nudged her and she grabbed it. Just in time, as Mr. Conolly next confiscated all visible ones. She and I cracked up again at the near miss.

When break was over, he came back in to re-enforce our lesson learned and tell us we were free to go. We were all hoping he'd keep us until after lessons started so we could tell our teachers that the reason we were late was because Conolly imprisoned us in the dance room. Haha.

So now (hangs head) I have a stain on my permanent record! Whatever shall I do?! I'm sure that will effect all my future plans! How will I EVER get into college with that hideous proof of my high school transgression hanging over my head?! I SNUCK OUT OF THE CAFETERIA EARLY!! I admit it!! GUILTY YOUR HONOR!!!!!