Never did say what happened
The weekend after my parents went to Paris, they went to Anaheim, to go to some conference. Well Tommy had come over that friday and we had went out and when we came back at around midnight his car had been broken into. Doesn't that suck? They had broken his drivers window, there was glass everywhere and they took his TI calculator, you know the kind that costs 100 dollars or so. And a business book from school, and a sweatshirt. So I felt so bad for him and I felt like it was partly my fault too. It took a week for them to replace his window. But luckily his parents help pay for it. So all is well. But ya, talk about a sucky situation. Oh and just on a side note, I had been going on observations for my psychology class and I was lucky enought to be in a Kindergarten class. Let me just say I got attached to the kids and this past friday was my last day. I had to spend 20 hours observing and participating in the class. I got to lead little activities when the kids were in their groups. It was so awesome and I am positive now that I want to teach Kindergarten, it's a perfect fit for me. Oh and in my vocal technique class I had to sing an Italian song by myself if front of the class. It went pretty well. Now we have to pick an English song from our vocal book, so I picked one hand, one heart, from west side story. I think I'm gonna have to perform it next week. I am singing it in a high key, and that song gets really really high so wish me luck. I hope I don't crack.