I was sitting in class this afternoon, occupying myself with writing how many more minutes I have until class is over and then slashing them out when the time has passed. Even though my class is an hour and 15 minutes long, I normally start my countdown 45 minutes till; it seems more hopeful that way.
Anyway, as I was crossing out the minutes, and thinking to myself that I only had 15 minutes more to go, the fire alarm went off like mad. Then this recorded announcer voice came on telling us we had to evacuate the building and to take all our belongings with us! At first, I was totally startled, then I was totally happy because it was like I was getting to 0 minutes for free, and then I was totally scared because he said, after all, it was an emergency.
It turns out, it was just a practice drill. I didn't know they did those in college, but I guess, in case of a real emergency, which is realistic in so many tragic ways, it's a good thing to practice.
Well, here is a little bunny boy I drew.
By the way, I just bought an ice cream maker! I've always wanted one, and now I have one. It was only 7.50, which makes it more exciting! Yay!
On the junking road
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