we were cleaning the black box on tuesday. me and sarah were cleaning the mirrors even though they were only a little smudgy. unfortunately, due to the wrong use of cleaner,
THERE WAS A HUGE SMUDGY.
aaaaaaahhh therevengeofthesmudgies!!!
yknow how the greek hell tartarus has people doing impossible, repetitive tasks.
like trying to fill a well with leaky jars that would be empty by the time they reached the well.
sarah, bernice and i were trying to scrub away an oily smudgy that would come back after the water dried up.
someone should really tell those guys at tartarus that we've found a new punishment.

we tried to get ryan, sam and romit to help.
keyword: tried.
sam and romit were bickering like 6 year olds.
and ryan was playing ninja with his towel
ok, atleast ryan DID help.
but then he went back to towel-ninjaing.
and "releasing his inner brett" or something like that. don't ask, i don't have a clue.
in the end, me and sarah threw our wet soapy towels at his face.
*SPLUCH*
ah the beautiful sound of success.
p.s the oily smudgy went awayish, but the mirror was smudgier than before.