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Tuesday, September 20, 2005


Hey. Sorry I couldn't update yesterday. I went to my friends house in the afternoon. Then we had to go back to the school and march in the stupid homecoming parade. And play. I was so tired. Then we stopped by my house to grab something I left behind. It was 8:30 before I was ready to do my homework and I was completely exhausted! My legs still hurt from marching. I also realized too late that I had left my Dr. Pepper in the fridge at her house T_T. All my classes yesterday were good. Except my US History class. We finally found someone to teach our class, but he said that we were so far behind that he was going to give us a list of about 40 words we had to find and we would have a test the next day (today). At least it was open notes/books. Now we have to read chapter 7 for discussion tomorrow. And I have Physics homework and Drama Homework. Speaking of those two subjects, I have a 91 in Drama and an 88 in Physics. I'm soooo happy! I also know I'm going well in Band, Chorus, and US History. Speaking of all those fun subjects, I have homework in all of those subjects. Except the two music ones. And, if I hear my one friend talk about how much she doesn't like the songs we're singing in chorus, I'm going to explode! If she says anything tomorrow, I'll set her straight. I've already blown up once this week. Last night at the bonfire after the parade we had to play some songs. My band teacher finally decided we could stop after we play the school song two more times. I said, "We should have been done 10 songs ago." Why 10, I don't know. Anyway, so Gina goes "Think you could've said it any louder?" And then I wouldn't meet my band teacher in the eye...oh, well. I've had worse explosions. Like when I smacked my cousin with a snake beenie baby for being a brat...oops! Did I type that? Well, geez, now no one will believe that I'm innocent. Talk to everyone later.
*~Jess~*
PS. I don't usually smack people with beenie babies. I was 11 and it was right after my parents divorce.

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