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Sep. 12th, 2005 06:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardSo, on Friday my band director pulled me aside and asked me to join jazz band, to which I agreed. So I showed up this morning, seven am, which is an ungodly hour of the day, but I didn't get up any earlier than normal SO.
Yes. Anyway. There was nothing interesting in that sentence whatsoever, or any point.
My German teacher is still crazy, I never want to see my band teacher perform "Get Down Tonight" again, because that's one SCARY sight, weapons are fun, physics is also fun, three people I know wore the same shirt today, which is impressive considering there's only about eight people in the Creative Writing Club, and picture day is tomorrow. In case anyone wanted to know. Which they probably don't. I also have two quizzes tomorrow. Somebody shoot me now.
Oh! I'm also alive.
Yes. Anyway. There was nothing interesting in that sentence whatsoever, or any point.
My German teacher is still crazy, I never want to see my band teacher perform "Get Down Tonight" again, because that's one SCARY sight, weapons are fun, physics is also fun, three people I know wore the same shirt today, which is impressive considering there's only about eight people in the Creative Writing Club, and picture day is tomorrow. In case anyone wanted to know. Which they probably don't. I also have two quizzes tomorrow. Somebody shoot me now.
Oh! I'm also alive.