When I got to school yesterday, my classroom was a time-capsule of my last day of school. There were still party things scattered around the room. Josh had put the half-gallon of POG in my sink. I’m glad, because the jug was bulging. When I poured it out, I think it fizzed. Could it have started fermenting that quickly?
I didn’t take time to clean my room. After teacher meetings, I helped with some school cleanup, then I slept in my teacher chair. I was exhausted.
When I got home, I didn’t have much energy. Hopefully one of these days I can clean my apartment. It got kind of messy while I was sick.