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1. Thank the person who tagged you.
2. List 5 random/strange/weird things about you.
3. Tag 5 other people
1. Thanks Nikkeroo :P
2. a. I don't like feet...or tongue >.>
b. When I get Starbucks, I don't drink/eat the whipped cream
c. I'm a bad driver...usually lol
d. I never eat everything that I put on my plate
e. If I'm eating a pepperoni pizza, I pick off all but one of them, for
every slice...
3. annnd I tag: Jen, Shawn, Stephi, Ryan, Dean
Ok, on to more important things XD. So, today, believe it or not, I quit band. Sick of Mr. Matteson's BS, I don't like getting up that early, I don't have fun, I'm not happy, and I just don't have the heart anymore. To which, he tells me, "I commend you for being mature enough to tell me that, and I wish you luck in life..." Bull shit you do, you just wanted to get rid of me and you know it. So I go to clean out my locker, hand him my music folders and the bari. Then I go to grab my clarinet, and my eyes start to burn with tears, however, none of 'em fall, thankfully. Didn't want it to end this way, but I had to. Can't take it anymore, but I guess I don't have to. Gonna miss everyone.
2. List 5 random/strange/weird things about you.
3. Tag 5 other people
1. Thanks Nikkeroo :P
2. a. I don't like feet...or tongue >.>
b. When I get Starbucks, I don't drink/eat the whipped cream
c. I'm a bad driver...usually lol
d. I never eat everything that I put on my plate
e. If I'm eating a pepperoni pizza, I pick off all but one of them, for
every slice...
3. annnd I tag: Jen, Shawn, Stephi, Ryan, Dean
Ok, on to more important things XD. So, today, believe it or not, I quit band. Sick of Mr. Matteson's BS, I don't like getting up that early, I don't have fun, I'm not happy, and I just don't have the heart anymore. To which, he tells me, "I commend you for being mature enough to tell me that, and I wish you luck in life..." Bull shit you do, you just wanted to get rid of me and you know it. So I go to clean out my locker, hand him my music folders and the bari. Then I go to grab my clarinet, and my eyes start to burn with tears, however, none of 'em fall, thankfully. Didn't want it to end this way, but I had to. Can't take it anymore, but I guess I don't have to. Gonna miss everyone.