Okay, well first off I learnd some intresting information about my ex.
Well, I will call my sorce Anisha. Anisha told me that my ex would stalk her and her sister home, then ask if he could bye her underware for $50. Her and her sister would skip their last period class just to get away from him. Also once her parents left on a cruise, so they were by themselfs for three days. One of those days, he came to their house asking, "What's for dinner?" strange right? I'm so happy I broke up with him, and during the 8th grade prom too!! I had no idea he could be so...creepy...
Okay, aside from that I got my number for tryouts. I'm number 1. Which means I get to preform first. It's really far off from Anisha, who got number 61.
Well, at least I dont have to wait as long as she does. Tryout time lasts till 11 pm. but starts at 5pm. So since I go first I get to leave like at 6ish.
Oh, and all the pain in my arms and legs have finally gone. Also I have memeorized the routine completey. Well there is the ocationall mess up...well a lot of mess up. The hardest part is smiling. I find it gravely difficult to smile. I dont know way it's so hard for me to do that. You'd think that be the easiest.
Oh, in my French class we just started selling these things called Bon bon. It's like a chalky like candy that comes in many flavors. People have gave it the nick name 'crack'. It's like addicting or something. I dont think it is, but a lot of people do.
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