I've been doing a lot these past 2 weeks, and I shall tell you about it.
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Sht, I don't remember most of what I did. Haha. Moving on. I'll just tell you about what I can remember, by the end of this typing session I'm doing, instead of reviewing for the PT in MAPEH. (Screw that subject, I don't even remember hearing a lecture from one of the teachers. LOL. )
So I vaguely remember being told that PT was moved from 17-19, to 19-21, to 24-26. I was so pissed off that the PTs weren't gonna be ending on a Friday, since I was planning to go with my friends to St. Scho on the 21st. That's a different story, that I will be telling you about, shortly afterwards.
I also remember going to Powerplant, last-last Friday, to do some really crazy stuff, which I will not discuss, for fear of being prosecuted. Haha.
I vaguely remember talking everyday, with my friends Aaron, Thad, and Gerard, which I don't think even got anywhere. LOL.
I also remember hanging out with Team All-Years day after day, and talking about how this day sucked, and how the only thing we'll remember about this day is talking about how boring and suckish it was. :P
Now, for how we got to thinking about going to St. Scho. I was chatting with Fiona, a friend of mine, and our conversation got to getting someone for me. She, and my other friend Redge, suggested quite a lot of chicks, but none of them were particularly to my liking. So Fiona decided to look for people in her past school, and amazingly, she found one. So I decided to go to St. Scho to meet this person, and so we planned. Our original plan was to go on the 21st, but the stupid-ass PTs intervened. So we're going (hopefully) on the 26th.
And also, just last Wednesday, we [our band] were informed by Abby, our friend, that Don Bosco was hosting a battle of the bands program. We were excited, but I wasn't even sure if we could get a practice in before the screening. Then, just last Friday, we got into a practice, which was killer, and awesome. But we weren't even sure if we could go the next day, since Gerard, who is our band's drummer, was ostensibly not gonna be able to go. Then later that night, as we were bringing him home, traffic hit, hellishly hard. So we got to his house by 11, and we got home by 12, to the anger of my parents. But the next day, as only 3 of us got to Don Bosco to try to beg to be able to be screened at a later date. In a stroke of luck, we were allowed to be screened the next week, since we were informed late. Then after hearing that good news, I received a text from Gerard, saying that he had been able to go. It was a good day gone better. Haha.
Too lazy to type na, and I can't remember much else. I close this blog.
See you next blog. :P
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