I don't feel much like a senior. Today felt like an extension of junior year, just in different classrooms. Though being able to go off-campus for TBell was nice. Mmm. TBell.
Easily, the highlight if my day was my AP Physics teacher's informative lesson on his bathroom policy.
The few minutes of awkward hilarity went something like this:
You know what? Never mind. I can't even begin to type out a paragraph that would convey how ridiculously funny it was to have a teacher publically lecture every male in the class to "be sure to aim" on pain of death.
Oh dear Lord. Life: made.