The End at Last

Nothing happened today, and when I say nothing I mean it literally. So, for the purpose of keeping this blog running, I'll write two things that happened these past two weeks that I didn't document in pervious entries.

Yesterday we thought Tiny was depressed. Why? I don't know, but we just thought he was. So Irene gets up and gives him a hug, because after all he's depressed. Then she calls for a group hug! And, of course, for the sake of bothering him we all gave big Tiny a group hug. He kept shouting "I'm not depressed!" but we still have him the hug. That was pretty funny. I hope Tiny didn't believe he's depressed...

About a week ago were were hanging around after school in the gym, waiting for the volleyball game to start. Maurizio says he wants to jump from the bleachers onto the tree and hold on to the branch there. We try to put some sense into him, telling him that he will most likely fall and break his arm. And well, he gives up on that idea. So this time he climbs up the tree and says he's gonna jump onto the bleachers. We know this is a stupid idea, but we don't tell him that, we want to see if he'll go through with it. And he does. At first it looks as if he's going to make it gracefully, but all of a sudden he hits on the edge of the bleachers and falls outwards, onto to ground. LOL! He then immediately stood up and said he was okay, but it had to hurt. Only Maurizio would do such a thing...