Poop, no literally, poop.

For the first couple weeks of my U.S. History class I kept smelling this smell, it was horrible. Is it me? no. The guy behind me hocking up his lung? no, don't think so. I decided it was the guy beside me. It was a really bad manure type smell, it couldn't be on someone's shoes because it was over a period of weeks, it would have worn off. It was so intense at times that I almost vomited. Then one day I noticed as I was sitting down this brown spot on the floor right under my chair! Poop! It was poop on the floor! Gross!

I missed blog action day. However, I have recently written an article for the paper about being green and will scan it when the paper comes out.