We would have left campus earlier, but one of our buses broke down right before we left. We had to wait two hours for another bus to come in.
From what I understand, no one's hurt, but my mom wouldn't tell me if she's not doing well anyway. She wouldn't want me to worry.
On Friday night, I was notified by one of my residents that a hurricane was coming. By morning, everyone was crying, asking me what's going on and what to do. Ms. Darby -- the dorm parent who I report to -- asked me to announce that the school was to be evacuated by 4 o'clock.
First United Methodist Church has a van that's taking us to Birmingham.
