Right now I am sitting with my friends at my lunch table, during fourth period. I had a bacchanal when I received my schedule this summer and found that I had fourth period lunch, because for the past two years I had been cursed with the dreadful seventh period lunch plague. As I saw my sister walking into the house with the mail, I importuned her for my schedule. Finally there was an abeyance in my nagging and she gave it to me. At first I was chary, scared of getting seventh period lunch again. When I saw that I had fourth period lunch, I was so maudlin. The lucky witnesses to this monumental event said that I had brio in my eyes. On the first day of school, I proudly walked into the cafeteria during fourth period, not having to clench my stomach with exacerbating hunger. It was quite an aberration from what I was used to.
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