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...today, a very rude little boy insisted on calling Adela Angela when he knew perfectly well her name is not Angela. Therefore, since Adela was in the violentcrazyimmature mood, i.e. she's hanging out with Tiffany and they werewhacking each other and backstabbing each other and flitting around as usual, she took his vocab book! She was going to put it in her locker for revenge, but that requires, you know, stopping at the locker. In which case said rude little kid has time to attempt to wrench the book away from her! Sad, sad.

What's sadder is Adela's almost forgotten the skillful way to do things, i.e. AFTER tasteful Boitz-office maneuver, dart away somewhere before he has any idea where she's gone and hide (preferably somewhere with multiple entrances/exits), then go out a back way and slip away some other way, and eventually deposit said book somewhere random. Or give it to someone, with instructions.

Main thing being, feels weird to run around on SHS campus, because nobody runs around anymore. Oh, how I miss the tag days...

Ah, well, the kid got his book back. I will sabotage him some other time.

In other news, people visited. Adela was there for the physics visit, but she missed the orchestra visit because, well, she was stuck in poetry seminar. Which went overtime, by the way, and caused her being really late to club day. Quite depressing.