Kacchan

Not really a TW, but still.
          
          Little bit of an update for my previous couple posts.
          
          The school can't tell us exactly what is going to happen to K, but from what we have gathered, she will be going to juvie (juvenile detention) for some amount of time and/or some kind of mental hospital.
          
          For a little bit of backstory in K, her dad is a trucker, so he is never home, and her mom lives on the other side of the country (her parents are divorced, and her step mom is never home because of work, so she has basically been raised by her older sister who is about 7 years older than her, and is in college, so also almost never home.
          
          It's not entirely her parents' fault, but they definitely could have done something a little differently that would have changed the outcome of this situation, and maybe prevented it entirely.

TW
          
          This is kind of a continuation of my last post:
          
          O came back to school today, so we got to hear their side of the story.
          
          Apparently, K told O that she had a gift for them, and that they should follow her into the girls' locker room (which is about as far from the entrance as you can get), and K asked O to sit on one of the benches in the locker room and close her eyes, which she did. O said that the next thing they knew was they felt a burning pain in their thigh, so they opened their eyes and saw a knife sticking out of her leg.
          
          There were quite a few different rumors going around as to what the weapon could have been, but it was confirmed to be a kitchen knife that K brought from home.
          
          We also kind of got a motive. That being K just really hated O, which is really fucked up.
          
          In my previous post I said that O wasn't going to be back until next week, which was supposed to be true, but they were scared to be at home alone today, so they instead chose to come to school.

Kinda TW:
          
          Y'all..... in my 7th hour PE class, the black girl stabbed the trans kid in the thigh....
          
          I know some people are gonna get upset because said "black girl" and "trans kid," but I go to a small school. There is one black kid and two trans kids, one of which was in the class. So, yeah, the black girl and the trans kid.
          
          For simplicity reasons, I will be calling the black girl "K" and the trans kid "O" because those are their first initials.
          
          Now for the story:
          
          Right at the beginning of the class, technically right before it started, O came outside screaming and crying. O is known to be over dramatic, so no one really acknowledged it until they screamed "K stabbed me! K stabbed me in the leg!" O's situation was quickly taken care of by the PE teacher, but K, who came outside a few minutes later (without the weapon), was just following a group of people (people that I'm actually petty close friends with) around the baseball field. I yelled at her to back off from the group, and she eventually did. The entire class minus K and O(about 23 kids) stood in the outfield of the baseball field until O and K were removed from the premises and class resumed.
          
          O isn't going to be in school for the rest of the week (obviously), and (from what I know) K has been expelled, which is to be expected.
          
          Not a lot of things happen at my school, and this is the only actually violent thing that has happened since I've been there. The closest thing is when a kid threatened to kill all of the teachers, but he never got to go through with that plan, and he spent a while in juvie. I'm pretty sure the school got a restraining order against him.
          
          In case it wasn't painfully clear to anyone that just read all of that, I live in America.

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Just realized I never came back to say I lived.......
          
          Oops?
          
          Seriously, though, the tornado missed us by a long shot.

Y'all.... There's a tornado warning here. I might get to tell you guys what all happens, but if you never hear from me again, I was killed by a tornado.
          
          Hopefully I'll see y'all later. :)

I think Pinterest thinks I'm a millennial.

It's my birthday!
          
          (For those of yo that are ahead or behind my in time zones far enough that it's a different date; it's February 2nd)

I just got home from school. It took almost a half hour longer than it should have because a turkey cracked (understatement) the windshield of the bus so we had to switch buses.

My brother, who I will call C for the sake of simplicity, is doing his moth homework. The problem is something along the lines of:
          
          You sell 8 orchids. You want to make $70. Do you reach your goal?
          
          There's a little chart off to the side that says lilies are $6 and orchids are $9. When I say he spent 15 minutes on that problem with both me and my dad helping him (By helping I mean basically telling him the answer. I believe my exact words were "If you sell 8 orchids and orchids are worth $9 each, then how much money did you make?") I know he's 5 years younger than me, but that entire interaction was fucking painful. (Also, 15 minutes might have been an underestimate on how much time was spent on it, I left a few minutes ago, and he JUST finished it.)