Singing Taylor Swift's song up in bed, I am thinking about my biggest plan to get away from the school. I do think it's done and failed.
I have tried many ways to be ill. Yes, many.
To get a cold easily, I once wore a T-shirt when the temperature dropped rapidly last week; I also enjoyed my solo (独奏；独演) walking in the heavy rain a couple of days ago. Unluckily, nothing great for me has happened.
My most stupid try took place after Tom's story telling. Tom once told me that a boy in his class had a good idea when he didn't like school. He warmed up the thermometer (温度计) until it got 39℃. After that, he quickly put it into his mouth and his mom thought he was really ill. I believed that boy was Tom himself because Tom was absent (缺席) for a few days not long ago .
This morning I did try that. In the beginning, I put the thermometer in my hand to heat it up but it never went up to 35℃. So I held the thermometer to my desk light. To my joy, it quickly went to 60℃. I thought it was the chance to put it in my mouth and walk to my mom.
However, nobody ever told me 60℃ was so hot that I could not stand the time of finding my excuse, I gave up half way for cold water for my burned mouth.
Now I can't talk and I have to think of another bigger plan to win my parents back.
