More bitching.

This school. I don't know. I love it most of the time. But sometimes... They do dumb things. Seriously dumb things. Like berating us all the time for not volunteering for things. But last year's prom committee? Hand-picked by the Klimasaurus. Graduation committee? Hand-friggin'-picked, again, by the Klimasaurus. There's nothing to volunteer for! And you can't volunteer if you're not given the opportunity to do so!