I Have a Nose

I have a nose, you have a nose, I was walking through the main hallway and wished I didn’t have a nose; did you? Have you ever walked through a hallway and wished that you couldn’t smell what you were smelling? Trust me if you’re lucky enough to NOT have a nose I envy you! The smell of crap is not pleasant, but you know this, of course you already know this, if you were ANYWHERE in the building on that fateful day, then you would know that crap is not something that you want to smell in the mourning; it’s not something you want to smell when you’re half asleep and wandering like a drunken zombie to your next class. Crap is a HORRIBLE SMELL!!!!

Which means that broken toilets are just as bad, or at least toilets that for some ungodly reason have overflowed causing a hallway to smell like crap! But who was the culprit? I digress, you’ve heard the rumors, you should have a vague idea of who committed this atrocity, and you don’t need me to fill you in on the gory details, (to be honest I wouldn’t even want to be reminded of that smell it was so horrible).



Is the school issuing gas masks?



Oh, but there are so many other smells that exist throughout the school, not just the smell of crap, but the putrid sent of body odor. Why can’t people take care of that, all it requires is a shower, something that I hope that people already know. Yeah, I get it maybe you just had gym, or shop and you got hot and sweaty from it, this can’t be avoided but what can be avoided is tracking your smell throughout the school! If you KNOW that you’re going to be sweating in a class bring EXTRA clothes.

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD FIND A WAY TO NOT SMELL!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!! If I could go one day without some disgusting odor meeting me when I’m say, in the hall, or maybe in a class, then I would eat my tie! I would eat my nice silk bowtie! And you know what, I would eat my sweater if I could get out of the smells that float around the school.

Now, I completely understand SOME of the smells in the school, you can’t get around some of these. Like the smell of sawdust that hangs around French’s room - I am O.K. with that, it’s fine, and to be perfectly honest the smell of saw dust isn’t as bad as some of the other smells that will forever haunt my memories of this school. My freshman year will forever be plagued with the sent of a broken sewage line that filled Mr. Saner’s room with the scent of that disgusting gas station bathroom that you dread to use because it’s outside of the actual gas station.

I’m afraid of that bathroom….

Please don’t make me fear the school because of it’s smells…PLEASE!