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| Well, I'm at Kent right now bored out of my mind watching the people set up for the blood drive. If I didn't have to go to McK after classes here, I would go for it. I mean come on FREE SHIRT!!!! Plus, I would like to know if my iron level went up cause when the blood drive at McK was in, I just got off my period and they said that could have been a factor. If I am still low, I want my free shirt. Free shirt deals are amazing!!!!!!!! | | |
| Well, I tried and failed. I can't find anyone to go with me to see the Symphony. Everyone is either busy or on stage crew. Also people, it looks like I can't do anything Friday cause I couldn't find anyone to switch. All the night crew people there work Friday. It sounds like I'm gonna run register and only some people know register. It reminds me of Squidward. So, can we switch to Saturday please?
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| Cindle, We should schedule our class at 12:01 so that we can get into the same class.
If I go with what I have written down, my spring semester will go as following:
Major Modern World writers of Brit and US (or something like that)- 9:30- 10:45 on Tues. and Thurs. with King
Trigonometry- 11:00- 11:50 on Tues. and Thurs. with Dr. Bathi (he's my current professor for my math class).
Other P.S people should take it with us.
The best thing will be that every other week will be a 4-day weekend. and a 2-day week.
And who says Post Secondary is bad?
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| I do believe some of my comments were taken out of context. I did not say anything about somebody being a bad piccolo player. I meant it is tough to keep 2 piccolos in tune. I wish sometimes people would listen to my sense. I have done this before. How can somebody say I am a bad friend when I have done so many nice things for them? I have stuck up for her many times, lend her money for things that I don't expect repay, etc.
Well, enough band drama. Now to work drama. It wasn't bad until a girl came in and she was in a pretty bad mood. I got unwittingly into an argument over someone taking over. I did not care. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Too much fucking drama in my life.
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| Whatever
We lost today. It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo close. We went into overtime. We scored a field goal and they came back with a touchdown. But what class we have when our class president gets arrested for vandalizing Massillon? Also, our head majorette did too. Then, the genius people at McKinley decide security is not needed for this week. The people who did that to us didn't get caught.
So, marching band is over. But we still have 2 Walsh games to finish it off. I almost cried. We have to move on. Though I'm sure we have accomplished what we wanted to accomplish as a class. Get people to miss us. The only thing that really sucks about Post Secondary is you don't see anyone. I will see people in band, but I won't get to hang out as much.
So, let the Sunday of boredom commence. Actually, it's the Sunday of work.
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