Huh.

Maybe I'm supposed to be in a class right now. It isn't clear. Iann just came into the green room to refill his water bottle and asked me why I wasn't in Lifting. Last week all the girls had to do both classes(Lifting and Contact) to have enough girls to boys, but it did end up we had a surplus of girls. It was clearly marked on the timetable - Lifting said '+ Contact girls', Contact said '+ Lifting girls'. This week, it says nothing of the sort.
Normally this would bother me a lot more than it does because I would feel horribly guilty for letting down my teacher, my fault or no. However, this class is taken by Ryan, and apparently he's being even more of a petty little cunt than usual today so I can't bring myself to feel bad for his sake. I can't guarantee that he won't be an absolute bitch to me though - wouldn't be all that surprised if he threw me out. Well, both of my boys are out today. John's buggered up his knee somehow and Thomas didn't come out of his bedroom this morning.