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Welp, since last update I saw a an Elton John concert, got the nickname “Bobble-head” from some group of kids, went to Mexico, got back, and have started writing in Livejournal again.
The Elton John concert was cool; he played for 3 hours because it was a three person concert. Him, Matchbox 20, and Marie J. Blidge. I wasn’t there for Marie J., but Matchbox 20 and Elton were awesome.
Since about 3 weeks ago, I’ve been playing dodgeball, and got the nickname “Bobble-head” because apparently my head bobbles around when I dodge.
Lastly, I went to Mexico to see my grandma who was teaching a colledge course down there. I felt a tad sorry for her because she was basically alone down there except for a few select friends. I got to see “Day After Tomorrow” there. An ok movie, but the best part by far was when the everyone had to get out of the states and head for Mexico, and everyone in the theater was laughing a cheering as the Americans were cutting though fences and getting refused to be let in. You couldn’t hear the movie cause all the Mexicans were laughing so loud.
That’s about what happened.
Amanda- don’t let John get to you. I would give some good advice, but I don’t feel like turning all Dr. Laura/Dear Abby on you right now.
Also, I have to try out for a chance to go up to England to do a play, so I’m bustin my ass on monologues.
Adios. Got places to do, things to go.
The Elton John concert was cool; he played for 3 hours because it was a three person concert. Him, Matchbox 20, and Marie J. Blidge. I wasn’t there for Marie J., but Matchbox 20 and Elton were awesome.
Since about 3 weeks ago, I’ve been playing dodgeball, and got the nickname “Bobble-head” because apparently my head bobbles around when I dodge.
Lastly, I went to Mexico to see my grandma who was teaching a colledge course down there. I felt a tad sorry for her because she was basically alone down there except for a few select friends. I got to see “Day After Tomorrow” there. An ok movie, but the best part by far was when the everyone had to get out of the states and head for Mexico, and everyone in the theater was laughing a cheering as the Americans were cutting though fences and getting refused to be let in. You couldn’t hear the movie cause all the Mexicans were laughing so loud.
That’s about what happened.
Amanda- don’t let John get to you. I would give some good advice, but I don’t feel like turning all Dr. Laura/Dear Abby on you right now.
Also, I have to try out for a chance to go up to England to do a play, so I’m bustin my ass on monologues.
Adios. Got places to do, things to go.