An update for the masses...
AN UPDATE!
I'm back. Hell yes. No more Hell. Whoo hoo! Here's how the last 6 days went for me...
Thursday:
Pretty mundane day. Nothing much happened. Except for rehearsal. That was fun. Me and Andy were just hanging around. Since it was his birthday, and mine was Monday, Tori sang Happy Birthday to us in the Marilyn Monroe voice. (Like when she sang to Kennedy - you know what I mean) That was pretty awesome. I've said it once and I'll say it again, Tori is one of the best singers I've ever met. So that was Thursday.
(Oh yeah, and we left for Hellfest, a.k.a. family reunion in southern Georgia.)
Friday:
We went to a haircut place for L.D. and some other people in my family. One of my cousins owned it. They wanted to cut my hair. I wanted to say "FUCK NO!" but I just said "No." Nothing else happened.
Saturday:
The actual day of the family reunion. It actually went better than expected. Which means that it still was one of my worst days, but not as much as expected. Oh, and as much as I am a self-proclaimed northerner, or yankee (as they call me), my one weakness is southern food. I don't think I have to say anymore than that.
Sunday:
Woke up. Read Xenocide. Ate lunch. Read Xenocide. Played poker. Ate dinner. Went back to SC.
Monday:
SCHOOL! I WAS LOOKING FOWARD TO IT! WHOO HOO! Yeah. A normal day. Which was a vast improvment from the weekend. Mrs. Styons class has officially become my nap-time place...
Tuesday:
Today. Pretty normal day. Rabon's birthday. A bunch of people decorated her room with some pretty... wacky... stuff. Like the prinouts of the male strippers... Yeah. The drama kids are crzywak. That's why I'm one.
So yeah. An update for the masses.
I'm back. Hell yes. No more Hell. Whoo hoo! Here's how the last 6 days went for me...
Thursday:
Pretty mundane day. Nothing much happened. Except for rehearsal. That was fun. Me and Andy were just hanging around. Since it was his birthday, and mine was Monday, Tori sang Happy Birthday to us in the Marilyn Monroe voice. (Like when she sang to Kennedy - you know what I mean) That was pretty awesome. I've said it once and I'll say it again, Tori is one of the best singers I've ever met. So that was Thursday.
(Oh yeah, and we left for Hellfest, a.k.a. family reunion in southern Georgia.)
Friday:
We went to a haircut place for L.D. and some other people in my family. One of my cousins owned it. They wanted to cut my hair. I wanted to say "FUCK NO!" but I just said "No." Nothing else happened.
Saturday:
The actual day of the family reunion. It actually went better than expected. Which means that it still was one of my worst days, but not as much as expected. Oh, and as much as I am a self-proclaimed northerner, or yankee (as they call me), my one weakness is southern food. I don't think I have to say anymore than that.
Sunday:
Woke up. Read Xenocide. Ate lunch. Read Xenocide. Played poker. Ate dinner. Went back to SC.
Monday:
SCHOOL! I WAS LOOKING FOWARD TO IT! WHOO HOO! Yeah. A normal day. Which was a vast improvment from the weekend. Mrs. Styons class has officially become my nap-time place...
Tuesday:
Today. Pretty normal day. Rabon's birthday. A bunch of people decorated her room with some pretty... wacky... stuff. Like the prinouts of the male strippers... Yeah. The drama kids are crzywak. That's why I'm one.
So yeah. An update for the masses.