Well, I’m not. *grumble…violence…*
My ear hurts.
“Does this blog have a point?”
No, it doesn’t. Today was pretty lame, though. Watched a video in Fashion, watched a presentation on alcohol and the like instead of going to French… skipped my LAST SKIPPING CLASS EVER NO MORE SKIPPING FOR KIMMY, and finished Brazil in English. ORLANDO MEETING (Oh my gosh six days! Can you believe it?), then the STC where I got centrepeice stuff and chilled with super-cool grade nines…and Omar. So apparently I’m bringing Jeremy to music banquet. ‘Kay, cool. Tried on a black dress that I enjoyed but it’s..um…strapless. No. Dance class. Got costume. Am not wearing it on stage. Ever.
Came home… I’m ridiculously tired, but my dinner had 710 cal., and I should burn that off before I sleep. So I’ll do that up.
I’m so excited about Orlando. I love how I’ve barely started packing. Oh well. I’m good at last minute tings. *brap brap*
I haven’t got anything else useful to say.
Tomorrow:
Wake up at 5:30 to get to jazz on time
Bellringer, talk to Rooney before class about maybe doing dry.
Nothing else.
Byebye.