If you don't, too bad, 'cause it just helped us skip classes.
I even bought coffee to keep me awake for the Geo documentary our teacher was going to show us (the one with the guy and his accent).
But no, there was an announcement right before Geography started. "...proceed to the hall...*couldn't hear much, too noisy*...all students...", the announcement said. All right. So we "proceed"-ed to the hall, where much turmoil was taking place. Teachers were yelling at students who were yelling at each other to be heard over the noise. We all wondered one thing, "What the hell was going on?"
This disorderly and highly unorganised mess delayed our answer for too long. We pondered, puzzled over, contemplated, and wondered until a guy from the police station addressed us.
The whole explanation could be summed up to two words: "War relic".
Oh hell awesome. So epic-ly awesome.
Apparently the school management was afraid our (probably not mine, they're too far away) parents would be afraid of our safety, being stuck in a school at least half a kilometre away from the construction site where they found the "war relic", you know.
Long story short, we got dismissed early and were trapped in the hostel being bored and jobless.
Ivanka, thanks for the pasta and ice cream. (Yes, you're featured here again. Hahah. )
Maksim is epic.
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