Marcel Winatschek

Secret Santa Like the Elves

School was okay today, but somehow yesterday was more fun—I have no idea why. Tuesdays always go by so slowly, even though we technically have the fewest classes. Tomorrow is Wednesday and that means sports. Oh God, I hate school sports, but once every two months I guess I’ll survive.

Today we decided who is giving whom a Secret Santa present. I have to give ********* something (it’s still a secret *g*). I already bought it when I was in town with Mille. He has more time again because his Sarah needs a break. Poor guy. Love is full of surprises.

I got a B in my English test today—the complete opposite of what I expect from the BWR exam the day after tomorrow. I hate BWR. Rebecca and I will probably get back together, even though her family—especially her mother—doesn’t like me anymore because she thinks I cheated on Becca and blah blah blah. No proof, but they still think that. I’m looking forward to seeing her tomorrow.

I wanted to clean my room today—it looks like Baghdad. Let’s see what the evening brings. Good night, kids.