On Tuesday, I saw a lizard with its head buried in a rolled up plaster. I made to remove the plaster, but the lizard wiggle so much that I left it alone.
Ugh. I hate pests, but I'm a nice person, so I tried to help it. The tail was gone, and where the tail should be was a stub of red blood.
Eww.
La di da, the days went on as per normal, though a little dash of Chinese here and there was scary.
I'm not done with the Chinese homework yet. A few more questions to go.
I WANT NO MORE HOMEWORK! Why are teachers so horrible?
