Day fourteen: cheater

This morning my sister was so excited because we were going to go to this German restaurant that serves pastries and get some odd pastry thing that her German teacher told her was amazing. But I have to eat school lunch, as I'm sure you've figured out by now. So we were on the drive there and the time is ticking away, and I was trying to determine if I would get to school in time to get breakfast. The chances weren't looking good. And then my mom was like "oh, Kaels, come on now, you know you want some of this German pastry thing," and well, I did. So I decided I would eat some German pastry thing and I would cheat. Really, there is no justification for this. I cheated. In a bad way. This wasn't getting an extra milk with my cereal, this wasn't asking my friend to stand in line in front of me so that I could get what I wanted. This was like peering over someone elses tests to get the answer. An now I am confessing it to the teacher and asking for detention. Although, I'm not really asking for that. I know I've made a pretty dumb decision but I'd really like to keep my readers. Although, I'd understand if you chose not to. I haven't been very faithful with this whole experiment. So I also got a very large milk and drank it on the way up the stairs to my locker and I ran into the underclassmen vice principle. He asked how breakfast was and I gave a nervous laugh. I had the giant milk in my hands! That definately did not come from the cafeteria so there was no way I could lie about it (not that I would, Mr. Vice principal, because lying to vice principals is not something I find to be a very good habit). And of course, it was only a dumb pastry and I was very hungry by lunch time.
On Wednesdays at my school some people from a church come by and host impact club, which is like a lunch time bible study kind of. It's really layed back and there's pizza involved. I figured this would be okay for me to do, because a lot of people go to impact club and so I'm just joining that group that does. Usually there is enough to get two pieces of pizza and there was exactly that amount today. I ended up getting the very last two pieces, one a cheese and one a pepperoni. Mmmm pork product. I have a teacher that reads my blog that makes fun of me for saying pork product. Anyway, the pizza was good and it was definately better tasting than the cafeteria food. If you think this is cheating please leave a comment and I'll take your thoughts into consideration. If not, feel free to remain silent.