• And if you need further proof that I am NOT the most intelligent person in the world- I broke a window Sunday morning. Friday we went to our homecoming dance. I have nothing against rap, I even like it in small doses, but after fourty minutes it gets on my nerves. I hopeful after the slow song, because OK Go came on, but the freaking DJ turned it back to something else. RAWR! Chris came up with the idea to go to Mrs. Bonds room and have our own dance. Chelsea, her date (whose name I can't rememer-which isn't a bad thing, I just can'nt remember names), Chris, Mackenzie, Ryan, me, and someone else, went to her room and listened to The Fray and The Monkeys. Yea Monkeys! It was a goood dance. Before that, at the football game, Marissa was dressed up because she was on the homecoming court and could've been queen. Although she didn't win queen (some girl I don't know won), she looked very pretty. She was wearing a dress, and she marched half-time in it, wearing her white band shoes. I want to see that tape, I bet it was awesome. When I changed out to get into my dress, I left my tennis shoes in the girls locker room. I left them in there overnight and when I went there Saturday morning to put them on the doors were locked. I had to wear my marching shoes during practice. I washed them the day before with Scrubbing Bubbles, and now they were all disgusting and sweaty. RAWR for me being fogetful. We went to Festival of Champions Saturday. Usually at Festival we get ripped off no matter how good we are because Murray wins, no matter how bad they are. Thi

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