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food for thought:
red rock deli chips.
masters light iced coffee.
three passionfruit tictacs.
yum.
all due sometime in the next week:
two lit essays.
physics prac exam.
french vocab list. (etre, croix, votre, notre)
music performance exam. (two arias, ten scales: harmonic minor, melodic minor, inverted sevenths, dominant sevenths, major and minor arpeggios to the ninth, chromatics. two vocalieses)
more stuff that i dont wanna think about. fuck.
anyways.
band camp rocked more than wolfmother at BDO. seriously.
the macarena rave party was awes. bouncy beds like when we were kids. sneaking round to our brother school boys dorms at midnight and doing rows of sherbert like the try-hard punk-ass fully sick rebels we are :P dr brahams singing falsetto. making the year eight's cry (my bad.) flirting shamelessly with the younger boys to get them to do stuff for us. flirting shamelessly with the older boys to get them to do stuff for us. (hey, whatever works right?) skinny dipping in the moonlight. cleaning up and headbanging at the same time.. teaching miss chance how to headbang to the living end (it was the softest headbanging music we could find) how cos we don't need no one, to tell us what to do somehow becomes our camp motto. seriously tragic bandcamp jokes. laughing at leah's fashion sense. (im sorry.. but really, what can you do?) sharing my solo with marcie because we both lost our voices on the last night :D drinking vodka and red-bull with the staff after everyone but us seniors had gone to bed. flicking maltesers at the flute section. watching peoples faces as they realise they'd just sat where the horns empty. singing high C's and knowing you sound good. shoving it other people's face that you can sing a high C. skit night. quiz night. the graveyard. waking everyone up at the crack of dawn with numerous renditions of famous arias, rock operas and love ballads. those shrill whistles. the mega-phone siren. the food predictions (spaghetti, apricot chicken, roast..) cheating in strip poker. cheating in blackjack. cheating in speed. cheating in spoons. cheating in cheat :P changing "cheat" to "bullshit" just so we could say it with those inane accents. the farewell concert. the bus trip home. my face when my brother showed up to take me home (what a sweetheart). the memories we laughed at over the phone, about two hours after we left each other at school.
:)