We survived..

We shall go tomorrow and buy our we survived the first day of school prizes tomorrow. Yes, even though they are both teenagers and in high school, they still like their surviving the first day of school prizes. One year HJ got a cd and Dylan got a dvd. No idea what this year will bring.

First day of school through HJ’s eyes, she loved it. Yes, you read that right, she loved it. Even said she’d go back tomorrow. All the teachers were very glad to see her. She meet up with her friends and they all hung out together. She missed one class because she got confused about lunch, surprisingly it’s algebra a class she’s not supposed to have. But we’ll work on that. She was very happy to be there and said she felt like she belonged there. Words I never expected to hear. Perhaps giving her the time off really did help. Maybe it did give her exactly what she needed, hmm perhaps her father and I aren’t complete idiots after all.

First day of school through Dman’s eyes, not sure if I like it. DMan almost got canned. Getting canned is when those in higher grades try to put you in a rubbish can and then take your picture and put it on the internet. He was not pleased. They offered to pay him to get in, then they said they’d just put him in. He threatened them with his sister and her friends, they found out who his sister is and left him alone. Nice how that works. His sister told him to use her name. Nice that they’re looking out for each other, sad that they have to, very sad. He has no friends in his class but he’ll make some. Hopefully big ones so no one puts him in a trash can.

All in all, we survived and those prizes are definitely deserved.

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