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I just got back from Key Club Convention down in oregon. Busses suck. Anyways it was so much fun! I learned a lot. I'm excited for this and next year, I really want to go to international. Mia has definatly set the bar HIGH for presidency...she won the Best President Award, was Convention Chair, done soooo much, and knows so many people. oh man how am I going to fill her shoes?!?! I love her though! and this convention...was awesome! hahahaha i met a lot of people, phil was the only guy so the first night we were there, sam, lauren, phil and I ran around the hotel trying to find water. we made it a point to make at least 3 new friends. we definately made more than that. phil wanted to meet someone from alaska, so he asked EVERYONE if they were from alaska- the question of the night "Are you from Alaska?" hahaha their reactions were perfect. some were like wtf- the nice ones became our buddies. Its amazing how different other cities are compared to ours. i met a guy who lives like 30 minutes away form chehalas. 87 people in his high school. I was like damn! that's not even 1/2 of our junior class. kelsey, this girl from Cashmire, and kyle were like we have 150 students in our high school. they are really sweet people! the dude kyle used was born in issaquah, too bad i didn't get their numbers, i would've done a road trip or had them come up here. does anyone remember David Yun (spelling). yoakum should. He was in our english class last year...switched to newport...ya, at the dance i saw him there- he was dancing right behind me it was so weird. damn i lost my train of thought...anyways im happy and anxious about key club. we won best scrapbook again. and Division 28 (our division) won most spirited- again.
hahah funny thing happened- we (sam brummet, lauren something, alicia pumpian, and i) made a brilliant move at around midnight last night. we locked ourselves out of the room. for those who have been to convention- they are strict on curfew (if ur not in ur rooms they send u home) well midnight was curfew. its a very long walk from our room to the front desk so no one wanted to go. so sam and i eventually volunteered...we had no shoes, no id, and ya we just came back from the dance. well we thought the people'd be nice and just give us another one- no. the guy was russian or something, and asked for our advisor. mr moore was somewhere i dont know, so we were like...we can't get him. so the guy asks for id. we were like we left them in the room. then he's like, well can u tell me the names of the people staying in the room. well we had switched rooms with people, so we were like...no. so the guy calls security, and the lady comes in and is like "You need to have shoes on! If you don't have your shoes on you need to get them on!" she was sucha bitch. sam and i were like, we left them in the room, it wasn't like we planned on walking to the front desk. Well thank god, mr moore showed up all calm and cool like he is, and was like im their advisor, can they get a room key. the security person got nicer, and was like this is the key, but she had to walk us to our rooms. hahahaha she was wearing a cop uniform so we got funny looks from people, it was great. when we got to the hall of our room, there were 2 chaperones harrassing alicia and lauren. they were like you need to go to your rooms. they tried explaining that they locked ourselves out of the room, but the stupid bitch didn't believer her. they were like "do you want to be sent home" oh ya lady, its the end of the convention- im going home anyway...ah they all make me so mad. mr moore and the cashmere advisor are the only cool ad nice advisors there. y do they think that key clubbers are such bad kids. come one- half the people there do math and play piano for hobbies- how rowdy do they think they get?!? ah whatever tho, they are all idiots. so ya... now im tired
i have a 2 tests tomorrow...this should be fun...
hahah funny thing happened- we (sam brummet, lauren something, alicia pumpian, and i) made a brilliant move at around midnight last night. we locked ourselves out of the room. for those who have been to convention- they are strict on curfew (if ur not in ur rooms they send u home) well midnight was curfew. its a very long walk from our room to the front desk so no one wanted to go. so sam and i eventually volunteered...we had no shoes, no id, and ya we just came back from the dance. well we thought the people'd be nice and just give us another one- no. the guy was russian or something, and asked for our advisor. mr moore was somewhere i dont know, so we were like...we can't get him. so the guy asks for id. we were like we left them in the room. then he's like, well can u tell me the names of the people staying in the room. well we had switched rooms with people, so we were like...no. so the guy calls security, and the lady comes in and is like "You need to have shoes on! If you don't have your shoes on you need to get them on!" she was sucha bitch. sam and i were like, we left them in the room, it wasn't like we planned on walking to the front desk. Well thank god, mr moore showed up all calm and cool like he is, and was like im their advisor, can they get a room key. the security person got nicer, and was like this is the key, but she had to walk us to our rooms. hahahaha she was wearing a cop uniform so we got funny looks from people, it was great. when we got to the hall of our room, there were 2 chaperones harrassing alicia and lauren. they were like you need to go to your rooms. they tried explaining that they locked ourselves out of the room, but the stupid bitch didn't believer her. they were like "do you want to be sent home" oh ya lady, its the end of the convention- im going home anyway...ah they all make me so mad. mr moore and the cashmere advisor are the only cool ad nice advisors there. y do they think that key clubbers are such bad kids. come one- half the people there do math and play piano for hobbies- how rowdy do they think they get?!? ah whatever tho, they are all idiots. so ya... now im tired
i have a 2 tests tomorrow...this should be fun...