Marching band is dumb.
Ron Nelson is cool.
Practicing is awesome.
So go jump in a pool.
::golf clap::
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
well, well, well look who has finally decided to join us...
The final Interlochen CD!!!
Including Ride of the Valkyries (Wagner), Les Preludes (Liszt), and Huapango (Moncayo).
Huapango is the funnest song to play or listen to ever in the world ever. I cannot listen to it without smiling. It's just one of those songs.
Yayyyyy!
My piccolo in Amsterdam is rockin ethereal and out of tune but oh so beautiful. Piccolo should be treated as a real instrument. Because it is one! I'm going to prove to the world that the piccolo can be beautiful.
Practicing is the magic medicine to cure a bad mood. It really is.
The final Interlochen CD!!!
Including Ride of the Valkyries (Wagner), Les Preludes (Liszt), and Huapango (Moncayo).
Huapango is the funnest song to play or listen to ever in the world ever. I cannot listen to it without smiling. It's just one of those songs.
Yayyyyy!
My piccolo in Amsterdam is rockin ethereal and out of tune but oh so beautiful. Piccolo should be treated as a real instrument. Because it is one! I'm going to prove to the world that the piccolo can be beautiful.
Practicing is the magic medicine to cure a bad mood. It really is.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Last night would've been one of those nights where Rebecca was over and we all hung out in Craigs room playing or watching Craig play video games. We would've started out with a little Smash Bros. and maybe some Animal Crossing. Then Rebecca and I would shout "Play Resident Evil!" and Craig would flounder around trying to figure out what the last thing he did on that game was. I would act all stupid making fun of the scary looking monsers. And we would've laughed a lot and gone to bed happier than we were before.
I do so miss those nights...
I do so miss those nights...
Monday, September 27, 2004
Good news! I'm bored and I'm going to do a stupid quiz (stolen from our very own Katiemania). But that's not the good news!
// series one - as usual.
-- Name: Ash(ley)
-- Birthdate: 03/29/year
-- Birthplace: Buffalo NY
-- Current Location: computer room in ma house
-- Eye Color: brown lookin green
-- Hair Color: brown blonde gold thing
-- Righty or Lefty: righty
-- Zodiac Sign: aries
-- Innie or Outtie: innie
// Series two - describe
-- Your heritage: half german quarter french quarter czech-slovakian (i dont think thats how you spell it but TOO BAD)
-- The shoes you wore today: barefoot
-- Your hair: it is in tiny strands and it comes out of the top of my head
-- Your eyes: they help me to see things
-- Your weakness? weakness haha being distracted from practicing by doing things like this
-- Your fears: not practicing enough haha, no really snakes I guess and tornados and aliens and boys and other stuff
-- Your perfect pizza: extra cheese but still protein hey protein isnt I before E well maybe I spelled it wron0g too
-- One thing you would like to achieve: world domination
// series three - what is
-- Your most overused phrase on aol: lol
-- Your thoughts first waking up: what time is it?
-- The first feature (thing) you notice in the opposite sex: general presence
-- The best Name for a Butler: Jeeves
-- Your best physical feature: nothing! I'm an ugly hag!
-- Your bedtime: it tries to be 10:00
-- Your greatest fear: I will do something completely wrong and not even realize it
-- Your greatest accomplishment: being happy
-- Your most missed memory: what else? Interlochen!
// series four - you prefer
-- Pepsi or coke: Pepsi because it tastes like acid
-- McDonald's or Burger King: I don't know...Burger King because they give the THS band money on Wednesdays
-- Single or group dates: group I suppose
-- Adidas or nike: Nike
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: ewwwwww tea yucko. I really don't know how anyone can like tea it tastes toally disgusting to me. Ewww
-- Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla but chocolate aint too bad either
-- Cappucino or coffee: ummm not to fond of either
-- Boxers or briefs: dont know!
// series five - do you
-- Cuss: no
-- Sing well: no. well sort of but not really
-- Take a shower everyday: yes
-- Have a crush(es): crushes...what is a crush again?
-- who are they: what?
-- Do you think you've been in love: I dont suppose so
-- Want to go to college: yeah I guess so if I really have to
-- Like high school: I used to, its getting old
-- Want to get married: yeah
-- Type with your fingers on the right keys: no
-- Believe in yourself: yes! I have to! If I dont believe in myself, then who will?
-- Get motion sickness: only if Im being hypoglycemic at the moment
-- Think you're attractive: what would make me think Im attractive? crazy
-- Think you're a health freak: hahahahahaha no
-- Get along with your parents: yes most of the time
-- Like thunderstorms: sure as long as nobody gets hurt
-- Play an instrument: I try to
// series six - in the past month, did/have you
-- Done a drug: no silly
-- Have Sex: no
-- Made Out: no no no
-- Go on a date: nooo
-- Go to the mall?: yes. I think.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no way man
-- Eaten sushi: no
-- Been on stage: maybe
-- Been dumped: frneoghgtre no
-- Gone skating: nnooooo
-- Made homemade cookies: actually, yes! well I made the ones that you bake yourself but it counts to me so THERE
-- Been in love: yes I mean no TRICKED YA
-- Gone skinny dipping: haha no
--Dyed your hair: nononononononono
-- Stolen anything: no thats a lot of noos
// series seven - have you ever
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing?: yeah well there was this one game that we played at my cousins birthday party a long time ago where we all took off our shoes and put them in a pile and it was a race to see who could find theirs and put them on the fastest. I lost :(
-- If so, was it mixed company?: no all girls I believe
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: haha for some reason that question makes me laugh
-- Been caught "doing something": doing something oohh you mean "doing something" in that case then no
-- Been called a tease: no I really dont think so
-- Gotten beaten up: well unintentionally to the beater-upper. But nothing serious.
-- Shoplifted: no
-- If so, did you get caught: NO
-- Changed who you were to fit in: I probably have but not conciously
// series eight - the future
-- Age you hope to be married: I dont know. Time will tell
-- Numbers and Names of Children: I dont know. Time will tell
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: in a huge cathedral like St. Patricks and a choir or orchestra like in a movie yeah that sounds good
-- How would you like to die: laughing
-- Where you want to go to college: college is for dummies. But I'm the exception
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: ::little kid voice:: I want be a magician in a orchestra!
-- What country would you most like to visit: I dont know. Australia
// series nine - opposite sex
-- Best eye color? it dont matter
-- Best hair color? no matter
-- Short or long hair? gotta admit long hair usually gets my attention
-- Best height: whatever
-- Best weight: I dont know
-- Best articles of clothing: dude
-- Best first date location: something comfortable
-- Best first kiss location: I dont know
// series ten - number of
-- Number of guys I have kissed: 2
-- Number of boyfriends you've had: its debateable
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: I wouldnt know until I had to
-- Number of piercings: two, one on each ear
YAAAAYYYYYY
// series one - as usual.
-- Name: Ash(ley)
-- Birthdate: 03/29/year
-- Birthplace: Buffalo NY
-- Current Location: computer room in ma house
-- Eye Color: brown lookin green
-- Hair Color: brown blonde gold thing
-- Righty or Lefty: righty
-- Zodiac Sign: aries
-- Innie or Outtie: innie
// Series two - describe
-- Your heritage: half german quarter french quarter czech-slovakian (i dont think thats how you spell it but TOO BAD)
-- The shoes you wore today: barefoot
-- Your hair: it is in tiny strands and it comes out of the top of my head
-- Your eyes: they help me to see things
-- Your weakness? weakness haha being distracted from practicing by doing things like this
-- Your fears: not practicing enough haha, no really snakes I guess and tornados and aliens and boys and other stuff
-- Your perfect pizza: extra cheese but still protein hey protein isnt I before E well maybe I spelled it wron0g too
-- One thing you would like to achieve: world domination
// series three - what is
-- Your most overused phrase on aol: lol
-- Your thoughts first waking up: what time is it?
-- The first feature (thing) you notice in the opposite sex: general presence
-- The best Name for a Butler: Jeeves
-- Your best physical feature: nothing! I'm an ugly hag!
-- Your bedtime: it tries to be 10:00
-- Your greatest fear: I will do something completely wrong and not even realize it
-- Your greatest accomplishment: being happy
-- Your most missed memory: what else? Interlochen!
// series four - you prefer
-- Pepsi or coke: Pepsi because it tastes like acid
-- McDonald's or Burger King: I don't know...Burger King because they give the THS band money on Wednesdays
-- Single or group dates: group I suppose
-- Adidas or nike: Nike
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: ewwwwww tea yucko. I really don't know how anyone can like tea it tastes toally disgusting to me. Ewww
-- Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla but chocolate aint too bad either
-- Cappucino or coffee: ummm not to fond of either
-- Boxers or briefs: dont know!
// series five - do you
-- Cuss: no
-- Sing well: no. well sort of but not really
-- Take a shower everyday: yes
-- Have a crush(es): crushes...what is a crush again?
-- who are they: what?
-- Do you think you've been in love: I dont suppose so
-- Want to go to college: yeah I guess so if I really have to
-- Like high school: I used to, its getting old
-- Want to get married: yeah
-- Type with your fingers on the right keys: no
-- Believe in yourself: yes! I have to! If I dont believe in myself, then who will?
-- Get motion sickness: only if Im being hypoglycemic at the moment
-- Think you're attractive: what would make me think Im attractive? crazy
-- Think you're a health freak: hahahahahaha no
-- Get along with your parents: yes most of the time
-- Like thunderstorms: sure as long as nobody gets hurt
-- Play an instrument: I try to
// series six - in the past month, did/have you
-- Done a drug: no silly
-- Have Sex: no
-- Made Out: no no no
-- Go on a date: nooo
-- Go to the mall?: yes. I think.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no way man
-- Eaten sushi: no
-- Been on stage: maybe
-- Been dumped: frneoghgtre no
-- Gone skating: nnooooo
-- Made homemade cookies: actually, yes! well I made the ones that you bake yourself but it counts to me so THERE
-- Been in love: yes I mean no TRICKED YA
-- Gone skinny dipping: haha no
--Dyed your hair: nononononononono
-- Stolen anything: no thats a lot of noos
// series seven - have you ever
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing?: yeah well there was this one game that we played at my cousins birthday party a long time ago where we all took off our shoes and put them in a pile and it was a race to see who could find theirs and put them on the fastest. I lost :(
-- If so, was it mixed company?: no all girls I believe
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: haha for some reason that question makes me laugh
-- Been caught "doing something": doing something oohh you mean "doing something" in that case then no
-- Been called a tease: no I really dont think so
-- Gotten beaten up: well unintentionally to the beater-upper. But nothing serious.
-- Shoplifted: no
-- If so, did you get caught: NO
-- Changed who you were to fit in: I probably have but not conciously
// series eight - the future
-- Age you hope to be married: I dont know. Time will tell
-- Numbers and Names of Children: I dont know. Time will tell
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: in a huge cathedral like St. Patricks and a choir or orchestra like in a movie yeah that sounds good
-- How would you like to die: laughing
-- Where you want to go to college: college is for dummies. But I'm the exception
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: ::little kid voice:: I want be a magician in a orchestra!
-- What country would you most like to visit: I dont know. Australia
// series nine - opposite sex
-- Best eye color? it dont matter
-- Best hair color? no matter
-- Short or long hair? gotta admit long hair usually gets my attention
-- Best height: whatever
-- Best weight: I dont know
-- Best articles of clothing: dude
-- Best first date location: something comfortable
-- Best first kiss location: I dont know
// series ten - number of
-- Number of guys I have kissed: 2
-- Number of boyfriends you've had: its debateable
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: I wouldnt know until I had to
-- Number of piercings: two, one on each ear
YAAAAYYYYYY
You know what....BLAH! WhyIaughta
For a while in my childhood I had one of those toy parrots that repeats whatever you say. And for some reason, me and Craig always said to it in a vampire voice, "I want to suck your blood blah blah blah blah," and it would repeat it back and it would be funny. That was one of the best toys ever, I think I could've played with it all day. Even better than slinky.
For a while in my childhood I had one of those toy parrots that repeats whatever you say. And for some reason, me and Craig always said to it in a vampire voice, "I want to suck your blood blah blah blah blah," and it would repeat it back and it would be funny. That was one of the best toys ever, I think I could've played with it all day. Even better than slinky.
This morning, as I lay (lie?) in bed trying to think up an excuse not to get up yet, what should pop into my head but memories from book battle! I was once told that book battle team was the lowest of social classes, and if that's true, then I'm pretty dang low on the social ladder. I participated for three years straight: 5th, 6th, and 7th grade (or was it four including fourth grade?), and every single year, my team obliterated the competition at district level but failed to win even a single battle at state level. The idea was to read about 10 or so books that were "sunshine state reads" that year and learn as much about them as one possibly could. Then at the competitions, questioners would ask the two battling teams questions about the books. With two battle losses a team was eliminated. A team consisted of eight students, all from the middle school age group (6-8) or the elementary school age group (4-5) (depending on which age group you were currently in) and each team member was a "specialist" on two or three of the books. A specialist meaning that that person read the specializing books three or sometimes four times to try to remember all the stupid little details in the plot. And at book battle team meetings, the team members and the coach (usually the librarian) would make up questions and quiz each other. Ah book battle. How fun it was!
Sunday, September 26, 2004
You know what I just realized? I could write lies in here and totally mislead people. Not that I'm going to, just that I could. It would present so many possibilities...
That seldom happens though, and I think I know why. One reason is that many people, like me, are very slow and haven't thought about lying yet. Another reason is that the truth is just so wonderful. Truth is one of the best things in life. And why would someone just spontaneously lie to unsuspecting readers? I wouldn't want to. When I feel strongly about something, I want to express it. Writing the opposite of what I feel would be very difficult. And if I don't want people to know about it, I don't write about it, which is still difficult! If it's so difficult to prevent written expession of emotion, imagine how hard it would be to write the exact opposite of what is true!
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Today I went over to Katie's house to play duets. The great thing about doing that is that I'm hanging out with a friend and getting better at the flute at the same time. And I feel good about my flute playing because the sounds of the two flutes merge and create the SUPERSOUND! "Ain't nothin wrong with that!"
Also, I read more of The Scarlet Letter and all I can say is wow. While I was reading, I forgot that I even existed. How can a book be so good? I wish I could put into words what this novel does for me, but I can't. It's just perfect...
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Okay so a number of things happened and there's a feeling that I can't describe. I know what it's not: it's not bad, it's not good, it's not happy, it's not sad, it's not amused, it's not agitated, it's not angry, it's not relieved, it's not stressed, it's not proud, it's not confused, it's not...anything. I don't know what it is. I wish I were a better writer...
and that's the truth.
That seldom happens though, and I think I know why. One reason is that many people, like me, are very slow and haven't thought about lying yet. Another reason is that the truth is just so wonderful. Truth is one of the best things in life. And why would someone just spontaneously lie to unsuspecting readers? I wouldn't want to. When I feel strongly about something, I want to express it. Writing the opposite of what I feel would be very difficult. And if I don't want people to know about it, I don't write about it, which is still difficult! If it's so difficult to prevent written expession of emotion, imagine how hard it would be to write the exact opposite of what is true!
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Today I went over to Katie's house to play duets. The great thing about doing that is that I'm hanging out with a friend and getting better at the flute at the same time. And I feel good about my flute playing because the sounds of the two flutes merge and create the SUPERSOUND! "Ain't nothin wrong with that!"
Also, I read more of The Scarlet Letter and all I can say is wow. While I was reading, I forgot that I even existed. How can a book be so good? I wish I could put into words what this novel does for me, but I can't. It's just perfect...
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Okay so a number of things happened and there's a feeling that I can't describe. I know what it's not: it's not bad, it's not good, it's not happy, it's not sad, it's not amused, it's not agitated, it's not angry, it's not relieved, it's not stressed, it's not proud, it's not confused, it's not...anything. I don't know what it is. I wish I were a better writer...
and that's the truth.
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Interlochen on the radio:
"Something done well once at Interlochen is a tradition"
Hehe. Today I talked online with a friend from Interlochen/Cannon and he sent me the link to the final Interloch. concert. Listening reminds me of the feels, the smells, the sounds of Interlochen. The wonderful joy felt while playing such works with such quality. I don't miss anything about Interlochen more than the music. I miss the music. I MISS THE MUSIC!
"Something done well once at Interlochen is a tradition"
Hehe. Today I talked online with a friend from Interlochen/Cannon and he sent me the link to the final Interloch. concert. Listening reminds me of the feels, the smells, the sounds of Interlochen. The wonderful joy felt while playing such works with such quality. I don't miss anything about Interlochen more than the music. I miss the music. I MISS THE MUSIC!
Friday, September 24, 2004
That piece of music used to remind me of my blessings. It used to be a symbol that I once desired something--badly--and that I had recieved it, never to be taken away until age washed it away with many fond memories. It used to remind me to have gratitude for what I had recieved. But now, pride, igrorance, and experience tell me to SCORN what I once desired, mislead me into thinking that I am no longer blessed. And you know what that music whispers to me now? It says that the part of my life that it represents is STILL a blessing. That no matter the lengths I go, these many days will always hold a special place in my heart. Perhaps someday I will look back on them and think, "Yes, those were the good old days."
Indeed, I need to learn not to bite the hand that feeds, to appreciate what I have. For it will never occur again...
Indeed, I need to learn not to bite the hand that feeds, to appreciate what I have. For it will never occur again...
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Have you ever been in a situation where you seriously don't know what the "right" thing to do it? You can try and debate with yourself and ask for heavenly consultance (is that a word?) but in the end you are as confused as ever. You wonder if there is a right thing to do at all. Is there a right thing to do all the time? There must be. But what is it?
Sometimes people amaze me...
thank you, if you see this, you don't know how much it means to me...
and I don't know how much it means to you...
Lots of stuff just happened and now I feel all mixed crazyish.
and my teacher's husband passed away, that adds some fuel to the fire.
He's in a wonderful place now, so I'm not worried about him.
I am worried about my teacher...
Pray for all of us, readers. We all need it.
And to ruin the mood of this post, I heard woodwind quintet music in the background of a commercial the other day. And I was happy.
thank you, if you see this, you don't know how much it means to me...
and I don't know how much it means to you...
Lots of stuff just happened and now I feel all mixed crazyish.
and my teacher's husband passed away, that adds some fuel to the fire.
He's in a wonderful place now, so I'm not worried about him.
I am worried about my teacher...
Pray for all of us, readers. We all need it.
And to ruin the mood of this post, I heard woodwind quintet music in the background of a commercial the other day. And I was happy.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
I'm dumb, you're dumb, we're all dumb! Seriously, though. We're all a bunch of dummies who are dumb and do really dumb things. Join the CLUB.
I got some new flute CD's includin Julius Baker Limited Edition and Jean-Pierre Rampal Bach Sonatas! And William Bennett is currently out of stock, but he will be here soon! Oh boy oh boy my first Baker or Rampal CD!
Often I hear person number 1 talking badly about person number 2. And person number 1 knows very little about person number 2. It makes me very sad to see this happening. After all, how much can you really know about person number 2 from the little time that you see em? You see actions, and you can dislike actions, but can you really see the person inside? NO! Unless you know somebody very well, do not pretend to know what kind of person he is. If you took the time to get to know person number 2 well, you might be surprised.
Brain: Ashley that's quite enough
Me: SHUT UP, BRAIN. NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN.
Brain: You really are losing it, aren't you?
Me: quiowhfrnjgktrhoer
"If Only We Understood"
by Rudyard Kipling
Could we but draw back the curtains
That surround each other's lives,
See the naked heart and spirit,
Know what spur the action gives;
Often we should find it better,
Purer than we judge we should;
We should love each other better,
If only we understood.
Could we judge all deeds by motives,
See the good and bad within,
Often we should love the sinner
All the while we loathe the sin;
Could we know the powers working
To overthrow integrity,
We should love each other's errors
With more patient charity.
If we knew the cares and trials,
Knew the efforts all in vain,
And the bitter disappointment,
understood the loss and gain--
Would the grim eternal roughness
Seem--I wonder--just the same?
Should we help where now we hinder,
Should we pity where now we blame.
Ah! we judge each other harshly,
Knowing not life's hidden force;
Knowing not the fount of action
Is less turbid at its source--
Seeing not amid the evil
All the golden grain of good;
And we should love each other better
If only we understood.
I got some new flute CD's includin Julius Baker Limited Edition and Jean-Pierre Rampal Bach Sonatas! And William Bennett is currently out of stock, but he will be here soon! Oh boy oh boy my first Baker or Rampal CD!
Often I hear person number 1 talking badly about person number 2. And person number 1 knows very little about person number 2. It makes me very sad to see this happening. After all, how much can you really know about person number 2 from the little time that you see em? You see actions, and you can dislike actions, but can you really see the person inside? NO! Unless you know somebody very well, do not pretend to know what kind of person he is. If you took the time to get to know person number 2 well, you might be surprised.
Brain: Ashley that's quite enough
Me:
Brain: You really are losing it, aren't you?
Me: quiowhfrnjgktrhoer
"If Only We Understood"
by Rudyard Kipling
Could we but draw back the curtains
That surround each other's lives,
See the naked heart and spirit,
Know what spur the action gives;
Often we should find it better,
Purer than we judge we should;
We should love each other better,
If only we understood.
Could we judge all deeds by motives,
See the good and bad within,
Often we should love the sinner
All the while we loathe the sin;
Could we know the powers working
To overthrow integrity,
We should love each other's errors
With more patient charity.
If we knew the cares and trials,
Knew the efforts all in vain,
And the bitter disappointment,
understood the loss and gain--
Would the grim eternal roughness
Seem--I wonder--just the same?
Should we help where now we hinder,
Should we pity where now we blame.
Ah! we judge each other harshly,
Knowing not life's hidden force;
Knowing not the fount of action
Is less turbid at its source--
Seeing not amid the evil
All the golden grain of good;
And we should love each other better
If only we understood.
Monday, September 20, 2004
NONSENSE
I have a lovely bunch of coconuts. One looks like a giant head. So does a head of lettuce. I would like to go ahead with that. With what, you ask? Cellphones ringing all around the world. What if squirrels carried cellphones? They are almost the same size. Hello? Operator? I would like to dial the number to BUST THIS JOINT! Yeah, you heard me! BUSTED!!! One time I said busted and my mouth busted. No saliva at all. Only the sweat of the backs of labor. Backs of labor. Hahaha. Well you know what I think? Trick question! I don't think at all! Well, only certain times. And then you have to be veeeery careful not to wake the nightie-nights. Or should I say knights! Knights in shining armor? How does it shine, anyway? Is it steel? That would be pretty heavy. Maybe they should have some energy drinks. Like red bull. Or red full. Or red mull...et. Isn't it just not a haircut? Haircuts are for losers anyway. I know that makes me a loser, but you know what? I've lost it altogether. I've had enough of your shenananananagans. Grapevines are full of shenanagans. They like to dance in hot mustard! Salsa-style, that is. That would be weird to dance salsa in some mustard. Or...custard. Mustard custard. Late at night gives a fright! To the fighting flight in the right might. In the moonlight. Internet. Maybe Innernet. I'll have to think about it. Flowers and bunnies! What a jerk.
I have a lovely bunch of coconuts. One looks like a giant head. So does a head of lettuce. I would like to go ahead with that. With what, you ask? Cellphones ringing all around the world. What if squirrels carried cellphones? They are almost the same size. Hello? Operator? I would like to dial the number to BUST THIS JOINT! Yeah, you heard me! BUSTED!!! One time I said busted and my mouth busted. No saliva at all. Only the sweat of the backs of labor. Backs of labor. Hahaha. Well you know what I think? Trick question! I don't think at all! Well, only certain times. And then you have to be veeeery careful not to wake the nightie-nights. Or should I say knights! Knights in shining armor? How does it shine, anyway? Is it steel? That would be pretty heavy. Maybe they should have some energy drinks. Like red bull. Or red full. Or red mull...et. Isn't it just not a haircut? Haircuts are for losers anyway. I know that makes me a loser, but you know what? I've lost it altogether. I've had enough of your shenananananagans. Grapevines are full of shenanagans. They like to dance in hot mustard! Salsa-style, that is. That would be weird to dance salsa in some mustard. Or...custard. Mustard custard. Late at night gives a fright! To the fighting flight in the right might. In the moonlight. Internet. Maybe Innernet. I'll have to think about it. Flowers and bunnies! What a jerk.
My flute lesson today was quite outstanding.
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Have you ever wondered if your life is just a dream? Oh, speaking of dreams, I gotta tell you about the one I had last night. A bunch of my friends and I were all shopping at this really huge mall. Suddenly, everyone in the mall started running to one side and I heard people mumoring why: a murderer was on the loose, and he was now on the second floor. This person had killed people in the mall already, and I had to get out. I thought I was pretty safe, though, since I knew the murderer was on the second floor and I was on the first. I started blindly running with Erin, trying to find an exit to the mall, but none could be found. We ran into a room currently being renovated, ya know, with the ventilation and everything hanging out. Inside the room there was a door leading into a different part of the mall, hopefully away from the murderer. We ran to the entrance of the hallway leading to the door, when suddenly a very close elevator door opened, and out stepped a female teacher from THS, holding a handgun. We froze and looked away as she said "This will be so easy." I was sad, because I knew I was going to die. She walked up and pointed the gun to my head, but I did not react. She shot the gun and I died, and I still did not react. In fact, I didn't even feel the shot or anything. I knew I had died, but I felt exactly the same as before. Then she shot Erin, and then I woke up. Strange...
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Have you ever wondered if your life is just a dream? Oh, speaking of dreams, I gotta tell you about the one I had last night. A bunch of my friends and I were all shopping at this really huge mall. Suddenly, everyone in the mall started running to one side and I heard people mumoring why: a murderer was on the loose, and he was now on the second floor. This person had killed people in the mall already, and I had to get out. I thought I was pretty safe, though, since I knew the murderer was on the second floor and I was on the first. I started blindly running with Erin, trying to find an exit to the mall, but none could be found. We ran into a room currently being renovated, ya know, with the ventilation and everything hanging out. Inside the room there was a door leading into a different part of the mall, hopefully away from the murderer. We ran to the entrance of the hallway leading to the door, when suddenly a very close elevator door opened, and out stepped a female teacher from THS, holding a handgun. We froze and looked away as she said "This will be so easy." I was sad, because I knew I was going to die. She walked up and pointed the gun to my head, but I did not react. She shot the gun and I died, and I still did not react. In fact, I didn't even feel the shot or anything. I knew I had died, but I felt exactly the same as before. Then she shot Erin, and then I woke up. Strange...
