Well today was a day from hell. I look back twenty years from now a laugh my ass off but for now im content with just leaving it completely behind.... Anyway, we had a drug search during second period, and they amde the announcement while all us girls were in the locker room changing for gym. SO girls started freaking out and throwing all thier pain pills in random places so they didnt get caught. Well I zippered my bookbag up and dint think much of as I went into the Gym to do stretches. Ten minutes later Mr. Marquetto (The disciplinary guy) came into the gym classroom and talked to Mrs. Hopkins for awhile. I was trying to eavesdrop wondering who got caught, when she turns aroudn and goes, "Kayla...you're needed in the Locker Room." Oh shit. So I walked in VERY nervous and VERY paranoid to find four policemen standing over my bookbag and the principal of our school. Doubly Oh shit. The first thing I said was, "You men make me a very nervous lady...." Mr. Darling (The principal who is a complete ass-wipe) responds by saying do you have any illegal substances in your bookbag? No sir. Do you have any food in your bookbag? Peanut butter cups and M&M's. Will you empty your bookbag for us. Yes sir. So I spill my bookbag out, leafing through binders and notebooks emptying my purse and everything. Then the improbable, holy shit this is the worst luck ever happens.... During lunch I steal the aluminum foil off my friends lunch and roll it into a ball and throw it at her. Just something stupid. But I told her I bet I could fill my bookbag with aluminum foil before the end of the semester so I jsut kept collecting it in my back pocket.... Aluminum foil collections during a drug search are looked upon as very peculiar. Mr. Darling then asks all the police officers and myself to open every single one of those aluminum balls in pursuit of the alleged drugs the dogs scented. At this point I was shaking... Well we go through every one of those stupid balls and they're convinced theres nothing in the aluminum but still they find me rather suspicious. I'm shaking and crying. Bleh. I also had a wrapped birthday present in their that they suspected held the drugs too....but they didnt open it? How stupid. Mr. Darling then releases me back to class, and I come back in trembelig, surprised my bladder hasnt burst open, and start crying.... But this is not the end of our tale. Mr. Darling re-enters and asks for me again. He then says he wished to call my mother jsut to tell her what happened....this is hwo he started his phone call.. "Hello, Mrs Smith? this si Bill Darling from KIHS calling to inform you that your daughters bookbag was marked during a drug search today and searched through. ( I bet mum damn near had a heart attack) We found nothing on your daughter, and we believe the dogs MAY (as in a slight chance by the way he said it) have sniffed out the food in your daughters bookbag....." That jackass made me feel guilty as all hell, and that he was LETTING me get away with something. I'm a top grade student, involved in SADD (STUDENTS AGASINT DESTRUCTIVE DECISIONS) and he STILL didnt believe in me. He took away his trust and its something I cant have back at this point, I feel humiliated, embarassed and worthless. I NEVER wasnt to go through this again.... Well I've saddened myself enough for today, I'm off to go get this off my mind... Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman