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friday was the first football game. we rode on the same bus as the varsity squad. it was a long but fun bus ride. both teams won. what can i say, it was because of our cheering. haha. something really bad happened though. jon, the starting QB for varsity, twisted his knee and they think he might be out for the season. which sucks major butt.
after our game was done, we all stayed for the varsity game cuz we had to go on the same bus as the varsity cheerleaders again. it was a lot of funnn. except some people on our squad were being queer and doing some really mean things to one certain girl on our squad. who i can admit, i dont like her, and ive said things that werent exactly nice about her, but i would never ever take it as far as some of these other girls did. and the sad thing was, they thought it was funny, and they didnt even feel guilty about it. thats not how a team should be. come on, ladies.
on the bus ride home, krista and allie asked me and kelly to sing for them. so we did. but nobody else really heard except for the end of our national anthem. and then everyone on the whole bus decided to have all the singers sing for the whole bus. and when they were trying to make me sing, i was like "nooo" and they were like chanting my name for like 5 minutes and i was like "nooo" and i chickened out and didnt do it. i dont know why! and then i regretted it cuz mrs hauser was like "what are you afraid of? are they gonna bite you or something?" i was like "no". and it seemed like her and mrs hill were mad at me for chickening out, and i was just like gahh. i shouldve just done it. whateva. and the whole ride home people were singing. foreverrrr.
my mom and sarahs mom came and picked me and sarah up from school. and we went to partayyy at mcdonalds. good times. im tellin ya, that bacon ranch salad (w/ grilled chicken) is really good!
+ mrs spurling told me to try out for the singer of our schools jazz band. so i was like "ok! that sounds fun" so yeah. im tryin out for the singer of our schools jazz band. i dont know how to scat sing, though, which might be bad. ill have to have mrs spurling help me out there. im not used to this jazzy stuff.
yeah. there was a fob concert at woodfield last night. i couldnt go. suckynesssss.
school is ok. my classes are ok. my teachers are ok. yeah.. i have so much homework. this is the part that sucks.
later kids.
after our game was done, we all stayed for the varsity game cuz we had to go on the same bus as the varsity cheerleaders again. it was a lot of funnn. except some people on our squad were being queer and doing some really mean things to one certain girl on our squad. who i can admit, i dont like her, and ive said things that werent exactly nice about her, but i would never ever take it as far as some of these other girls did. and the sad thing was, they thought it was funny, and they didnt even feel guilty about it. thats not how a team should be. come on, ladies.
on the bus ride home, krista and allie asked me and kelly to sing for them. so we did. but nobody else really heard except for the end of our national anthem. and then everyone on the whole bus decided to have all the singers sing for the whole bus. and when they were trying to make me sing, i was like "nooo" and they were like chanting my name for like 5 minutes and i was like "nooo" and i chickened out and didnt do it. i dont know why! and then i regretted it cuz mrs hauser was like "what are you afraid of? are they gonna bite you or something?" i was like "no". and it seemed like her and mrs hill were mad at me for chickening out, and i was just like gahh. i shouldve just done it. whateva. and the whole ride home people were singing. foreverrrr.
my mom and sarahs mom came and picked me and sarah up from school. and we went to partayyy at mcdonalds. good times. im tellin ya, that bacon ranch salad (w/ grilled chicken) is really good!
+ mrs spurling told me to try out for the singer of our schools jazz band. so i was like "ok! that sounds fun" so yeah. im tryin out for the singer of our schools jazz band. i dont know how to scat sing, though, which might be bad. ill have to have mrs spurling help me out there. im not used to this jazzy stuff.
yeah. there was a fob concert at woodfield last night. i couldnt go. suckynesssss.
school is ok. my classes are ok. my teachers are ok. yeah.. i have so much homework. this is the part that sucks.
later kids.