The Journal of L.V

January - Wednesday

19/01/2020

Jeremiah loves Wednesday for some reason.

He says that it is the wackiest and weirdest day of the week, and that the day would always guarantee a few laughs.

I did not see the point or the appeal.

Jeremiah says I'm just grumpy.

I suppose I am, but with good reason!

Wednesdays are the days that Giselle calls from her ballet school.

Giselle never asks to talk to me or my mother, which is just fine with me, but David makes us sit through the whole call and the other sisters are just. so. damn. LOUD! 

You're like my Pop, always complaining about noise and how horrible the kids of today are.

-Jerry

Refrain from writing in my journal, Jeremiah.

It's a diary and you know it, Mishka.

-Jerry

Anyway, as a Wednesday tradition, and since David isn't home today, Jeremiah is sleeping over.

But, before I explain that, let me recount the day's events to you.

You sound so serious and formal, it's ridiculous

-Jerry

STOP IT JERRY!

Anyway, this morning started with a (rather loud) call from Giselle over breakfast.

Giselle had recounted how practice was going and she mentioned that they were currently printing out the cast list for the first recital of the year, The Nutcracker.

David had mentioned that he and his former wife had named Klara after the Klara from that particular recital (Klara had muttered that everyone already knew that, and David had given her a warning glare).

Giselle had then continued to say just how much of New York City she had already seen, how the teachers acted and how many girls had been sent home for weight reasons.

I vaguely wondered if Klara would be sent home for the same reason.

That's a very morbid thought, Mishka

-Jerry

.......

Before Giselle could hang up, my mother had said that she wished Giselle good luck and that she was sure that Giselle would be the next Sugarplum Fairy for sure.

Giselle had then promptly hung up.

Odette had chuckled and said that talk of the cast always made Giselle nervous.

Mother had nodded in understanding and gave Odette a nice warm smile.

Odette had looked away.

Odette had been nicer these days, but she still obviously didn't like us.

Klara was still Klara, so.....

 Klara is pretty scary

-Jerry

School days on a Wednesday are the same as any other school day, except that Jeremiah was in the Wack Wednesday spirit.

It's Wacky Wednesday, Mishka. And you best make me look good, yea?

-Jerry.

 ...........Watch me destroy your whole career.

On Wacky Wednesday, Jeremiah often keeps to large crowds with his phone out, so as to be able to film someone's utter humiliation.

You would be surprised at how many videos he's able to take on a weekly basis.

Very cruel, but very funny nonetheless.

Today's first victim just so happened to none other than West himself.

He had come to school in a rather expensive looking leather jacket and he made sure everyone knew it.

I was not sure what he wanted to accomplish.

Maybe he wanted everyone to be envious of him?

Personally, I have never cared about the type of clothes I wore.

As long as the piece of clothing was clean and practical, it became my outfit for the day.

You suck at laundry

-Jerry

Sadly......

On the other hand, people like West, based their entire persona on how they dressed.

They had their parents buy them the most expensive clothes just so that they could flaunt their nice things to either make people want to spend time with them or to make them envious of themselves.

It's sad, but it's true.

Anyway, West

Wait! Let me tell the story, please.

I would be better at telling it since I was the one who documented everything.

Also, I'm sure that your diary needs a new POV from time to time.

POV? You're ridiculous, but alright. Go on.

Okay, so, West struts into school, literally struts, and just starts announcing to everyone that he has this really expensive leather jacket.

Which I guess the jacket is a big deal since we all wear uniforms and the only non-uniform thing we can wear are our jackets, so an expensive and good-looking one is kinda a big deal.

Regardless, I still don't understand who in their right minds would wear a leather jacket without a wool lining in the middle of winter!

I get that y'all have money, but be practical for a minute!

You are so ridiculous. 

Sssssh! Shut up!

Anyway, West is spending the whole morning telling everyone about his expensive when he bumps into one of the Collettes, who is wearing an even more expensive fur jacket.

And this Collette just so happened to be holding a chocolate smoothie, because Canadians just seem not to notice the freaking cold for some reason.

Ultimately, Collette spilled her smoothie onto her super expensive, super glamorous fur jacket.

All three Collttes turn and give West their best murderous glare.

West panics and tries to apologize, but the Collettes are having none of it.

They all lift their matching smoothies (because of course they have matching smoothies) and dump it on West's jacket.

It was deadly silent for a few seconds before the Collettes all turn and walk away in unison.

I then said something smart like, "Well that's unfortunate."

Everyone started laughing at the brilliance of my joke (Well, everyone besides Mishka, for some reason).

West almost punched me, but the bell rang and we had to go to class.

Can I continue recounting the day's events?

Sure, why not.  

Wacky Wednesday did not disappoint.

There were plenty of wacky moments which I had managed to document for the rest of the week.

Chloe from my Algebra class had laughed so hard that she and her desk got flipped backwards (I didn't get to document it since it was class).

Sammy from P.E challenged Mishka to a splits competition, which was his ultimate mistake since Mishka was surprisingly flexible.

Apparently, Mishka had been into a bit of gymnastics when she was younger.

Personally, I thought she would have been more of a ballet dancer.

Anyway, Sammy had attempted to do a jump splits and then land into a ground splits.

Even more of an ultimate mistake.

What Sammy managed to do was split his shorts (shorts in the middle of winter? Why Canada? Why?) and land wrong, so he couldn't walk properly  for the rest of the day.

It was so gruesome, even I couldn't laugh at him.

Mishka, on the other hand, had no trouble laughing at his pain.

Evil!

Terrance from biology got unexpectedly smacked in the face with someone else's project.

Mrs O' Hare, our English teacher, Rick Rolled us (which was so surprising and so hilarious).

And of course, directly after-school, a big group of students slipped on the frozen steps and fell directly into the snow, which lead to other students tripping over the fallen and some teachers also slipping and falling into the snow.

No one got hurt, but it was hilarious!

After-school, I came to Mishka's humble home and, thankfully, The Step-Father would not be home until the next morning, so I was free to stay over and gossip with the wonderful Mrs. Elaine.

I can hear your sarcastic thoughts, Mishka, and I do not appreciate them!

Thank you and your welcome, Journal.

~Jerry

-L.V .