Well, today went...intersetingly. Much better then oringinaly thought, and now I feel foolish...but I'm aslo worried..
She wasn't there.
And I really have no idea what to do. I was prepaird for there to be awkwardness, and for their to be sadness, or happyness *fake on my part* but I thought she'd be there. Why wasn't she there! Did something happen with Stacy, did something happen to Virginia, or to Lenn? Maybe her dad showed up and did something....
Where the heck did I put that girls number!?
I guess it dosn't matter where, because I probably wouldn't call her. I never did. I'm the resaon we stoped talking, and now she could be in trouble, and I can't even get her freakin number.
Arn't I a good friend!? *Slams head against desk*
But on to more....interesting things. Like the choir thing she wasn't at. *angry glare*\
I SEEN AN ANT! ICKY! I'd kill it but they don't die of this carpet! SO I"ll just make it my pet...my pet ant....Bobby.
Right, so, in all honosty I missed the begining. Why? Well, because Joey descoverd a new song. The song goes something like this...
"Llama llama llama llama cookie, llama, llama llama llama llama llama llama llama duck."
It's really a touching song. However, he couldn't remember the verse, so he wanted a laptop to look it up on.
I guess I was the lucky winner today, because suddenly I"m runing around the school, lieing to teachers, sneeking into unaccessable rooms, and looking up the Llama song. Mind you I was suppsoed to be helping Mrs. Renyolds show schools around.
*Wow, the Used and MCR, in one song....beautiful*
We found a spot in a hallway from which we could view the song. However we had a few close calls with the pricipal and Snyder. I swear, that man is never teaching a class...
I"m begining to wonder if he teaches any other class then mine. I mean, I see the guy in the halls all the time, he probably like locks all the kids in the locker room, and stalks me. Yep. That has to be it.
But we do go to the workshop evenutally. And boy was it a new and exciting learning experence! The first thing he says is,
"If you know why your here, raise your hand, if you don't know, leave the room" I was really contemplating walking out...I'm glad I didn't becuase things got better.
"I consider talking to be polution and cancer! Its horrible! IT WILL GIVE YOU CANCER!" Now, if I"m not mistaken, this guys name is Dr. Brennor meaning, he actually wouldn't let us refure to him as "Mr."
How long has it been sense we've found out talking causes cancer? I most certenly missed this memmo, but this guys a doctor! He can't be wrong!
This guys a nutcase. I'm thinking there are about 80 kids on riseres, we've been there for an hour, and he'd stop in the middle of a song to pick out someone who had their arms crossed, blame them for the ending of the world. *Due to sources other then cancer, thats talking's fault* Then make us start all over.
BUt what I really enjoyed was when he started striping..I admit it was hot in that room with the stage lights blaring down on us...but he did it in the most noticalbe, ickiest way imagenable.
And a funny thing about guest clincitionsist. THEY CHANGE THIGNS! The poor alto's were higher then the serpranos, the guys are singing there little throughts out, we probably sounded like chipmunks.
Which could actually work well for us..Remeber Alvin and the Chipmunks? They had a good gig there for a while, until David came and stole there money, left them orphans on the street corner.
Wern't they orphaned to begin with? Wow, twice. They must have some defect.
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I like the asstirs, don't you? *The star thing is the asstirs*
So, the fact that I'm on this computer led me to find many new things, and have many new questions. Like what the heck does this third button on the mouse do? As far as I can tell it just does the same thing as the left clicky one.
*Jon says I"m not allowed to say "Clicky"*
But I could be wrong, and it might lead to the end of the world...or maybe it will cure cancer! Or stop talking...There kinda the same now arn't they?
DR. Brewer: No need to check your sexes! Now, Lets do it on top of each other!
Joey: Did he just say what I think he...
Me: Yep.
Joey: *Laughing to himself*
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Yeah, I'm 14 years old! My mind has been poluted by public school! DEAL!
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