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So I didn't do that whole thing about highschool. Big deal. Look, time's a little tight around here. It's kinda hard to get on blogger everyday.
But I will try to get on as much as possible.
Does anybody know what skype is? I've used it before and it's WAY fun. You see, because my firend Olivia moved to Costa Rica, we have to find SOME way to connect to her. Besides, even if we can call her for free, it still ain't as fun. Skype is like MSN messenger but instead of typing and seeing somebody's picture, you actually are TALKING (not through some dorky microphone or a headset hopefully) to the person on a camera as their [MOVING] face is talking live back to you. WAY awesome. And easier to communicate, too. In that way, you can REALLY see how the person is doing, by their facial expressions and surroundings than rather the usuall
LOL k like it's ok.
Jeeze.
Also, I'm in the drama club and in the school play. WAY fun. Looking forward to it. It's "Thoroughly Modern Millie". It was written about ten years ago but it takes place in the 1920's. All the freshman can only be part of the ensamble, but it ROCKS anyway to be a part of it.
I'm also trying out for the East High track team. After a little running experiment in gym on friday, I realized how much I really loved running. Sprinting, I should say, I CAN NOT do cross country. But anyway, I forgot all about my running days at Uintah Elementary. Hah, I beat ALL those boys back then. Yeah, so somebody told me in gym that I had to join track, and I easily agreed. I'll post more on it when I get more details.
Piano just got back from it's summer break. SIGH. It's all back to the usuall now. I think I'm going to cry. . .
Caroline and I are doing another two piano duet again. The last one at our recital was a big hit. Megan (the teacher) said that all the little kids in their lessons after that wanted to be like "those really good red-head twins" someday. I'm also learning a song called "Dancing on the (Berlin) Wall by David Lanz - he's that guy that did Cristofori's Dream. I know. Here's a video of somebody playing it so you can hear. It's kinda a grim happy. It's about the wall coming down. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4z6QHPLOncc and C.D. if you really are that bad with remembering famous songs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBfFI-Xdrvs
And my other first dance class of this new semester is starting tomorrow. I'm taking dance at school, once a week at VT and twice a week at TDC. Pretty fancy, Eh?
I told you I was busy.
Anywho, the other day, I was staring blandly out the window of geography when I saw a little van pull up in front of the school. Two little girls no more than 10 or 12 jumped out and started running around and screaming. Then a Mom stepped out looking rather flushed herself, taking pictures of all the place. After a while they got back in the car and drove away. Everybody in the room who wasn't a freshman took one look, grunted, and got back to work. I wonder how much of this we are to endure?
