ah today, well today was a pretty good day, ms. d was late, and we listened to tapes, they werent that bad. and we didnt really do anything, oh the greatest thing happened. okay i was like late for class, and the people in dance focus all were leaving, and then they just left the flags out, i was like, hello!! some people have a class where they have to be in dress code, aka they have to change into "street clothes" and they all just looked at me, i was like dude!! i actually have a class were a teacher marks me tardy, you're all already dressed in your dance clothes, give us a break!! and they said they were hell looking at me like i was mad. but that makes me mad, cause its like, hello, we have actual academic classes where our teacher doesnt understand us being tardy. its like, okay dude, argh so im like, remember when i dont care..haha tiffany said i was being really loud today..heheh..i thought i had a good day yesterday. so the dance club swing thing, i want to be in it, but i dont have a partner, and i dont want to be the only girl couple..so im like, i'll help choreograph, but i wont be like in it, but i want to, cause swing is so much fun, and you can hecka just do randomly cool stuff..but yeah. what else happened...uumm..i ate french fries? my day was not that interesting..hehe..oh i watched American Idol after i took a bajillion hour nap..it was good, dang i wish i could sing, then i could sing, and yes. i dont have a knack for exploiting my talents, i like to be a closet talent person, its so much more fun..i dunno, cause then people are like, wow i didnt know that you could do this, it amazes people. but first you have to have a closet talent, small minor detail. =) its kinda like those people who are black belts who you wouldnt think would be, like roberto and pamela, its weird. now thats a cool closet talent. um what else, but when i do something im good at i hella am like hey look im good at this, cause im real concieted, except i have nothing to be conceited about now, cause i dont swim anymore, im not the greatest dancer, and oh yeah, my grades are infected with senioritis, technically that would mean an inflamed or swollen senior, now how does that work? ahah okay i'll leave you on that weird note, or perhaps this could be a "teh-noo-dow" for all our "musical friends" out there...