During my chemistry class today, there was an announcement to
'Initiate Lockdown Procedure.' Most of my class and even my teacher thought it was probably just a drill, and so did I. But after sitting there for 20 minutes, I started to think maybe it was real... and it was. Ten more minutes passed, and suddenly there was the sound of keys in the lock on the classroom door. I had one thought in my head:
Either this is really, really good, or really, really bad. It actually turned out to be a police officer. He congratulated us on following the lockdown procedure properly, and said that everything was under control.
Later on I asked around as to what had happened: Apparently, in the apartments across the street from my school, there was a person with a gun threatening to kill someone. They didn't come into the school, though. I guess they locked down the school as a precaution. Anyways, over the announcements during my next class the principal also congratulated us on our behaviour during the lockdown, and said that no harm had been done in the school; the harm had been across the street. Of course, he didn't tell us anything else, so I've been dying with curiosity all day wondering what exactly happened in that apartment... maybe I'm just morbid, but the way the principal said it, it sure sounded like someone might have been killed O.o
My dad said that he knows someone who works for the school, so he's going to ask them. I hope he does soon; or else I'm going to end up buying my town's weekly newspaper when it comes out next Tuesday. I WANT TO KNOW!! Gah. I'd never thought a lockdown would happen in my school; we're a relatively small town... it was almost unreal.
On a slightly more random note, I went
puddle jumping during my fourth block class. Two of my friends and I had finished all our work, so our teacher let us leave the class, and that was what we did. The puddle I got to jump was a huge one, in the middle of the soccer field, which could have been more appropriately called a miniature lake. But I wasn't going to jump IN it, I'd been planning to jump OVER it, right up until the moment that I stepped in mud while I was running and my feet slipped out from under me....
So there I was, soaking wet with 20 minutes until my next class. My friends were laughing their asses off; and I suppose I must have looked pretty funny, since I hadn't thought that falling into the puddle was even a possibility right up until it happened xD
We went back into the school to the bathroom so I could try and dry off before my next class. My sweater was soaked through, half of my shirt, the whole back of my pants and bottom of the pantlegs (and a little on the front of my pants, which happened to have the unfortunate positioning of my inner thighs), not to mention my shoes.
The bathroom blow dryers did not do me justice.
In the end I decided to run upstairs and try to get to my English class before everyone else did so I could sit down first without them seeing me. My jacket had a sweater-ish thing as lining, which was lucky because it could hide my shirt at least, which people would have noticed first anyways.
Needless to say, I spent my entire English class shivering and standing with my back to the corner of the room while my friends had a field day, laughing at me. xD Especially Teresa, who had been on of the two friends who'd been with me during the entire ordeal. It was all in good fun, though. I actually don't think my teacher noticed, which I'm quite thankful for. I'm just glad that it was my last class of the day, so no poor soul had to sit in my wet desk after I'd gone ;)
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