Stuff-N-Things
BREAKING NEWS! Mr. Whitman hates Kelli. Yup. That's the only conclusion I can draw from his behavior in band yesterday. He started to conduct, and then threw his baton at Kelli. (Well ok, to be perfectly honest I think it was an accident, but then he expected us to keep playing, like an identified flying pointy object hadn't just hit one of us in the face, so it's more fun to think he hates Kelli and then be mad at him...)
And rehersal tonight was actually quite productive...Only Paul CANNOT FOCUS WHEN DANCING! And he's very stiff. The Merengue, which we are dancing, is not stiff. Karla, babe, when you feel better get that man to loosen up! In a non-sexual way.
KARLA AND BECKY GET WELL SOON! I love you both.
Although Paul is funny. He was lying on his side on the stage with his script in front of him and me facing him, and he looks down at the script, and then at me, and goes "Hermia, I feel like there's something between us..."
And then Bart had a plastic hanger in his belt to be his sword, and when he went to stab himself with it, after drawing it out all dramatically, it broke in half and a piece of it went flying. LMFAO!
That's all for today folks!
Today I love the Merengue
Today I hate not knowing what grade I got on my Physics test.