the alarm stops ringing, but the rent-a-firemen won't let anyone in yet. as i stated before, it was about 36 degrees out, and all i'm wearing is a bathrobe and jeans, with a towel wrapped over my soaking wet hair. i've already got a cold, so i'm guessing it'll be here to annoy me a little longer than i was hoping for.
finally, we get the okay to go back inside. as i said, the garbage fire was in my block, so the area in front of my room positively reeked of fire. i decided to dry my hair in the room, so i wouldn't end up smelling like a fireplace. fireplace is an awful smell to get in your clothes or hair, just for the simple fact that NOTHING gets it out. you can febreze your clothes and hairspray your hair till you're blue in the face, and you will still smell like fireplace. it's truly disgusting. i dried my hair, finished getting dressed and got my makeup on, so i made it back to class on time afterall.
no wonder our school has such stupid rules. when you light garbage cans on fire, i guess you regress back to kindergarten, maybe even preschool. so on that note, i'm going to grab my bottle and curl up with my blanky because it's naptime in kindergarten.
oooooh the index makes me soooo hot....