Day of Ultimate Humiliation

Today was SHC initiation day. Evan and I had to dress up as Martin Van Buren and his First lady Angelica. I had to take a supa fast shower and get into the clothes Evan brought me yesterday. It was weird wearing his clothes all day long. My wig was sad and bald.

Twilgiht Time Between: I showed up a little late for the first bit of initiation, but not too terribly late. Evan was wearing the lovely purple dress. We got our picture taken, said our slogan, and we had to twirl. Mrs.H said twril so Evan twirled. Then she said I had to twirl too so we waltzed. It was weird.

Health: Generally sucky.

Geometery: Wokred with Brady and Evan on some evil proofs worksheets because Ms. Brusselsprout wasn't here.

English: More verb phrases. Mr. Lawsomething liked my wig. XP

Advisory: Read some more. I have decided that I did read Colour of Magic because I know what happens and everything. Either that or I'm psychic. XD

Lunch: Erm. Lunch. Lunch didn't exist today.

Phys Sci:We did a classroom lab. Mrs. Scary let me take my wig off. She's becoming one of my favorite teachers.

Art: Started in on the big sharpies colouring in my trees. I got a headache from breathing that sharpie.

Am His: Finished looking at that worksheet and took notes on miners. What fun.

Biology: Mrs.H gave Evan permission to take off his dress and me permission to remove my wig. I also loosened my tie, unbuttoned my collar, opened my jacket, and messed up my hat hair. I looked like I'd just escaped from a briefcase convention or something.

149 days remain.

Here comes the initiation part. Well, first I went home, came in the house sheding layers, and then Evan called to tell me I need to know my creed for SHC. So I remember I haven't memorized mine and we practice it. I repeated it a lot to him even if he hung up on me with his face twice. Then I went down and cleaned my room until it was time to leave. When I got there it took us the longest time to work out how to get into the high school (had to go in the parking lot doors). We were the only team that didn't acutally make our food, and I was feeling noxious. Addy's soup was really good anyway. We were told to remain silent, then we got locked in a closet. The initiates, I mean, along with the Keepers of the Room. We sat in the closet for a long time and ten they brought us out and we were told the rules of the challenge. There were 7 stations and seven envalopes. You had to get 1 envalope from each station and then use the puzzle pieces to put together a picture of a historical object and specifically identify that object to win. Evan went out first and came back with nothing, I went out and came back with one, then Evan went out and came back with nothing. This cycle went on for a while until we couldn't find the last station. The last team was hiding in the science lab doorway. We put our puzzle together and had no clue who it was. It said Whatshername Roosevelt, but I had no idea. We brought it up there and Evan brilliantly guessed Queen Elizibeth I. We came in 4th and there were only 6 teams. Then they locked us back in the closet for a really long time. They began taking victims one by one and when they came for another they would report whether the person before had made it or not.
I was one of the last two in the closet. The girl I was with wanted to go before me, but she spoke up about it and the Keeper of the Room said I could go first because she spoke.
Well, the task was gruling and the end results glorifying, but because you future SHC memebers might read this I won't give anything away. Just look out for the flames is all I'm saying.

---16 mili'try wives with 32 softly-gazing, brightly-colored eyes.