I hate the sound of freakin' sirens going off outside my house, be it ambulances or police or whatnot. It makes me feel like either A.) I did something wrong and they're coming after me and/or B.) Extremely bad for the person who called the ambulance/police.
IN OTHER, GOOD NEWS:
The end of the quarter is this Friday! Which means I only have to endure two more days of pure hell (AKA: gym class). I can say goodbye to swimming and put my swimsuit away for when the weather is actually nice!
Oh, that reminds me of another thing to rant about. It SNOWED today! I mean, WTF? We had like three days in a row of nice weather (where all of us were in