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homecoming was cool. i was actually in the gym for about an hour, and before and after, i walked around and about w/ mac, elias, lily, rahnia, anath, darcy, and a bit w/ alladin and eric. the night did rock.
i had a very refreshing talk w/ rahnia. i've missed her. and i've now found my spot in towson to do everything.
in other news, i think i'm sick.
in other other news, my mom had a pyschotic episode today after seeing my interims. If i dont get all As and Bs on the first quarter grades, i cant be in any more shows, and i'm out of the band. so i came right back at her and asked her if we could have group therapy. so she called my dad.
"benjamins grades are now a problem. he's getting a c or lower in three classes," said the ho. "dad wants to know what your excuses are".
"i have no excuses. i have reasons" shot back the witty, rakish rebel.
"he has no excuses, he has reasons," sighed the immoral and irrational fool, the words echoing around her empty, vacuous skull.
we get to devins house for band practice.
"thanks for the transportation. good luck with the electroshock therapy" said the hip, slighty mysterious youth, as he walked away.
(footnote: the aforementioned cool guy was a hired actor paid to impersonate ben gansky. ben gansky is in reality a dork who sits and types up his life onto the internet at 11:00 on a saturday night.)