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Martinsville Bulldogs- 12
Bassett Bengals- 28
When you go and talk shit but then have nothing to back it up with, you're going to regret it.
tonight we had the worst run through we've ever had in a performance. god, i hope that's our one screw up that's over and done with. tomorrow i take 2 SAT subject tests and then go straight to a competition that lasts all day. my weekend isn't exactly fun. oh well, next weekend i don't have a competition or anything, so i may try to get into trouble. i've been thinking, and while i love dance, i really don't think i can do it in college. most colleges, if you plan on majoring, you have to major in ballet or modern. while those two art forms are beautiful, i don't feel like being surrounded by bunheads and "interpretive" dancers all of the time. i would much rather do jazz or lyrical, which most schools don't even offer. so it's all good. my college choices as of right now are pretty cool. so is my infatuation with Oasis. seriously, i wish i could go see them in concert. that single event would make my life for at least a year. even though they steal stuff from others, they steal it so well i can't be mad. my arm will be used for the greater good on monday when i give blood. from numerous people i've heard that it hurts, but i got my arm stuck so many times while on acutaine, i seriously doubt it's any worse than that. my monday will consist of sleeping in TV3, skipping drama and laying in a room while i listen to my ipod for an hour, and then eating cookies. hollllla. besides, i'm sure a little kid having a blood transfusion is much more painful than sitting in a room bs-ing with LD. tonight was my last home football game ever. SWEET ASS.
2 more weeks of band until it's all over.
THANK GOD.
later days, much.
p.s. i wish i could speak fluent french, then i would sound sexy like scarlet johanson.
Bassett Bengals- 28
When you go and talk shit but then have nothing to back it up with, you're going to regret it.
tonight we had the worst run through we've ever had in a performance. god, i hope that's our one screw up that's over and done with. tomorrow i take 2 SAT subject tests and then go straight to a competition that lasts all day. my weekend isn't exactly fun. oh well, next weekend i don't have a competition or anything, so i may try to get into trouble. i've been thinking, and while i love dance, i really don't think i can do it in college. most colleges, if you plan on majoring, you have to major in ballet or modern. while those two art forms are beautiful, i don't feel like being surrounded by bunheads and "interpretive" dancers all of the time. i would much rather do jazz or lyrical, which most schools don't even offer. so it's all good. my college choices as of right now are pretty cool. so is my infatuation with Oasis. seriously, i wish i could go see them in concert. that single event would make my life for at least a year. even though they steal stuff from others, they steal it so well i can't be mad. my arm will be used for the greater good on monday when i give blood. from numerous people i've heard that it hurts, but i got my arm stuck so many times while on acutaine, i seriously doubt it's any worse than that. my monday will consist of sleeping in TV3, skipping drama and laying in a room while i listen to my ipod for an hour, and then eating cookies. hollllla. besides, i'm sure a little kid having a blood transfusion is much more painful than sitting in a room bs-ing with LD. tonight was my last home football game ever. SWEET ASS.
2 more weeks of band until it's all over.
THANK GOD.
later days, much.
p.s. i wish i could speak fluent french, then i would sound sexy like scarlet johanson.