Those Bus Children

That's right! More adventures on the school bus. The little boy was beside me again, and first he just wanted to talk. Okay, I sort of understand what he's saying now. Then, he wanted to know if I could read. So I got to read the side of his juice container. It was a really fancy Scooby-Doo one. Called a Bellywasher. A name which he asked me to explain. I rubbed my tummy and said "to clean". Sorry kid, it was the best I could do. Then! Rock, Paper, Scissors! In Turkish! Hoorah. I got my butt kicked. After a while this boy decided we should play "Spiderman, Superman, Batman". And I believe that Spiderman beat Batman who beat Superman who beat Spiderman. And all I could think was that spiderman wouldn't beat anyone. (Sorry, if I've insulted anyone's superhero preferenes). Batman could potentially win due to coolness, but Superman is obviously the strongest.

Today in Turkish class, my teacher stiff-armed one of the students. It was pretty hillarious, considering Emily pretends (or wishes she could) stiff-arm people all the time. And! When I turned on my calculator for the first time since our math final, "SWEET NECTAR." was innocently sitting there, displayed on my screen. This caused me to burst out laughing for no apparent reason...

I was talking to Mr. Wright, and I think I'm going to start doing stuff for the Second Language Department. Thank goodness, I was near death. And boredom is a (mentally) painful way to die. We'll see what happens. Next week is the second Bayram, which means no school! I don't understand what my family is doing, but we're going somewhere. I think.

-Maeghan