I'm scarred for life. I don't think I'll ever be able to mentally heal from the experience I had in math class today. Okay, so I'll try to make a long story short here, but it's still going to take a bit to get into. Lets just say this girl, Casey, has had a lot of bad rumors floating around about weird, disgusting, and almost unbelievable things that she does about and with her hair. I didn't believe a word of it because it was just to far fetched. Well. I was wrong. Completely.
She was sitting about 3 rows over, and my math teacher was just droning on and on (so about the whole class was sleeping), when I looked over and saw Casey scratching her head. Okay not that big of a deal, I know. But then she starts like fluffing her hair over her desk. Needless to say dandruff and dead skin fell onto it. This is where it gets good. Or in my case, horribly scarring. She then scooped up the falling dead skin into her palm,
AND ATE IT!Talk about never being able to sleep again. She did it again, and again, and even started scratching her head and using her fingers to really get in there. I didn't have the guts to say anything, my guts were squirming all over the place to be working up any nerves to confront her on it. This went on for 90 minutes (the whole darn class, no sarcasm, that class is 90 minutes long and she dug for gold the whole time), and I probably won't ever be able to get it out of my head. I'm scarred for life. Thank god I won't have to walk in that class ever again.
Anyway, tomorrow is my last day of school! I only have to come in first hour to take my Spanish final, and then I'm out for good. It's finally paying off to try a bit in school, I don't have to take 7 finals and I get to go home and a half day early. Defiantly worth it.