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Holy woah. This week has been... interesting. I started off on Monday with my AP English Comp. exam. And it was fun. Because it was like a three-hour long Urq class, minus the Urq. And the crazy discussions. I'm going to miss that. But I'm totally going to the reading group this summer, and e-mailing him and everything. <333 Because he's amazing. If more people in the world were like him, I would be a very happy girl. I think I did pretty good on that. But I had to spend all of that time locked in a room, unable to talk, with Mrs. Bowen, who is a supreme bitch. But after that I hung out with mi madre all day and printed out stuff for the scrapbook. (That is still not finished. Shit.)
Tuesday was lame.
As was Wednesday.
Thursday was the Spring Concert. And Mustelle's last night. Our goodbye was a bit awkward. Ever since those rumors that were floating around this year got back to him, we haven't been as buddy-buddy. But when he saw me he gave me a big hug and whipped out a card with his e-mail on it. So it's cool that he wants to stay in contact. Shows that he's more decent than other males I know. Erin was like, "Wtf was that?" Which made me blush. For no real reason. She just has that affect on me, I guess. We went to IHOP for dinner. She was my date! And she paid for it! Then I went home and went to bed. I was crazy-tired. She has a hot red '05 mustang. I'm jealous.
Friday was my AP US History Exam. I think I did okay on it, actually. The last FRQ was on the 60's, so I had a heyday describing the counterculture and it's influence and involvement with the anti-war movement, and the civil right movement. Basically, I was like I LOVE HIPPIES! <33 And I of course, talked about Ginsberg and the Six Gallery and a bunch of other crazy events. It made me be in a good mood when I left. Andrea and I were like, "omg! I totally got the last question!" Brock didn't even show up to wish us luck or anything. That bastard. I bet he slept in. Anyway, then I went to jazz band to practice because I'm leaving for Fairhope in 6 hours to play at a jazz festival. Cool. I was in a really bad mood though, because no one collected $$ for the band director gifts. But Stephen and Jessika heard me bitching about it, and pitched in 30 bucks, which was great. So tomorrow Matt's picking up Smith and Folsom's gift certificates, and I have to talk to the Fo about LaBourde's gift. He saw me at the concert and was like, "What's the deal with next year? I don't care when you come and help out, whatever's good for you." !!! I'm way excited about being his bitch next year. Isn't that sad?
Kayla had her surgery today, and her mom said that she was going to have a 4-6 week recovery time, rather than a 6 month one. :) That makes me happy, because otherwise she wouldn't have been able to dance. She said that she's praying for me, and wants me to be drum major. I was like, aw! That's really sweet, considering that she's only known me for a month. In my opinion, she totally deserves Miss Destin next year. ;)
Alright, I'm done.
-Kathryn out.
Tuesday was lame.
As was Wednesday.
Thursday was the Spring Concert. And Mustelle's last night. Our goodbye was a bit awkward. Ever since those rumors that were floating around this year got back to him, we haven't been as buddy-buddy. But when he saw me he gave me a big hug and whipped out a card with his e-mail on it. So it's cool that he wants to stay in contact. Shows that he's more decent than other males I know. Erin was like, "Wtf was that?" Which made me blush. For no real reason. She just has that affect on me, I guess. We went to IHOP for dinner. She was my date! And she paid for it! Then I went home and went to bed. I was crazy-tired. She has a hot red '05 mustang. I'm jealous.
Friday was my AP US History Exam. I think I did okay on it, actually. The last FRQ was on the 60's, so I had a heyday describing the counterculture and it's influence and involvement with the anti-war movement, and the civil right movement. Basically, I was like I LOVE HIPPIES! <33 And I of course, talked about Ginsberg and the Six Gallery and a bunch of other crazy events. It made me be in a good mood when I left. Andrea and I were like, "omg! I totally got the last question!" Brock didn't even show up to wish us luck or anything. That bastard. I bet he slept in. Anyway, then I went to jazz band to practice because I'm leaving for Fairhope in 6 hours to play at a jazz festival. Cool. I was in a really bad mood though, because no one collected $$ for the band director gifts. But Stephen and Jessika heard me bitching about it, and pitched in 30 bucks, which was great. So tomorrow Matt's picking up Smith and Folsom's gift certificates, and I have to talk to the Fo about LaBourde's gift. He saw me at the concert and was like, "What's the deal with next year? I don't care when you come and help out, whatever's good for you." !!! I'm way excited about being his bitch next year. Isn't that sad?
Kayla had her surgery today, and her mom said that she was going to have a 4-6 week recovery time, rather than a 6 month one. :) That makes me happy, because otherwise she wouldn't have been able to dance. She said that she's praying for me, and wants me to be drum major. I was like, aw! That's really sweet, considering that she's only known me for a month. In my opinion, she totally deserves Miss Destin next year. ;)
Alright, I'm done.
-Kathryn out.