Hijacking an Office

Today in school we had an assembly for the boy who died. In biology we all cried. I wanted to walk out of the fire escape, but I stayed. I texted W because he sort of understands, he wasn't crying at the time and he was guaranteed to reply immediately. He made me feel a little better. As did Lexy snuggling into my neck (it's just something we do to make the other feel better). I wasn't expecting to react, but I did and so on top of not having had alot of sleep I was completely drained. I did very little in TOK. I had a free after that.

Due to having been completely drained, I decided that my free would be best spent sleeping. Knowing the librarian would have no problem with waking me and kicking me out for not being "productive" as she has done on many occasions, I decided my course leaders office would be my best bet. It was locked. Right next door was my head of years office. It was open. It was empty. I walked in and slept on the floor for an hour.

After an hour someone slammed the door in the common room and a picture fell down, crashed and came apart. About 2cm away from my face. At the sound I opened my eyes very wide and just stared at the metal frame, the sheet of glass and the photo lying right in front of me. After a while I sat up and fixed it before quietly leaving.

Over lunch the other office was opened and I was quite happily sitting and the phone went off. It's a two person office, so there are two phones. The person who was there ignored his phone ringing. The office then run the other line. It was ringing for a good two and half minutes. It was driving me insane. I offered to pick up and put it back down, to unplug the phone or pick up to tell them he wasn't there. All were declined. He then said: "look it's fine, it's not my phone, we can't pick it up." At this point they switched phones and his was ringing again.