Disconnected

Today is not connected to anything. It is not an end to a long and grueling school year, nor is it the beginning of an even worse summer. This day shall be plucked out of time and hung on a hook to dry.

I arrived at school early, decked out in shorts, beads and a Sondule hat. (in the space-time continuum I would never wear such things) Ginger noticed: "You look weird today."

But it was meant in a nice way.

Outside I cheered on our Spanish class as they matched the Latiners in a game of soccer. We won, of course.

In 6th period, War received a snuggy from one of his students, so he put it on like a jedi robe and did a great Yoda impersonation. However, no one in our class can do the awesome Yoda fight moves, which would be awesome. I can imagine David donning a ninja costume though, and silently jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

On the way out I almost made Ginger miss his bus. (whoops...)