dang, behind by like three months, again. i'll be covering two events in this one to make it eaiser on you guys.
well any way the first is... my brother's graduation. ha, got you guys. well anyway the graduation was for my brother at my school. it was pretty boring, except my grandpa brought a decent weed wacker for us, (or should i say me?) and my other grandpa was doing pretty good. when we drove up i saw two limos, one was a streached hummer. then out of the smaller one stepped out five girls and five boys, to cameras clicking the whole way, all dreese in matching tux's and dresses, all whight. felt like i was at an awards show or something. as trhe students walkedd up it was really easy to spot the girl, the thirteen-year-old girl, that was with child. so afterwards i had to watch my sister while my grandparents and parents talked about summer plans and my grandpa's health ( he recentally ad a colon resection and he's diabetic). i was able to meet a few of my old teachers and a few friends from my troop. sadly though my sister kept me from talking to Mr.Markelli, the best writing teacher ever (and i say that without reserve) for more than about ten seconds. i did have a conversation with Mrs.Neville though, my old math teacher, also a great teacher, yet to have one as fun as her, though Mrs.Vanderburg's "pie" day does put her up there. all-in-all it was an ok night.
then a week or so later we ahd our dance festival. it was fun but oh my gosh it was hot. saturday we had two rehersals, one was tehchnical and the second was being veiwed by people who didn't get tickets for the other performances. both were dress rehersals, and it was the first time i saw my costume. for the opening we wore kaki pants with long sleves and black dress shoes. then we went to or room in to change into our other costumes witch consisted of black pants, a black vest with thin gold ribbon over thick red ribon lining the edges iver my whight shirt, a red sash that looked silk to the audiance with a red ribbon tie tied in a boline type fasion. well my partner told my before the first rehersal that she had twisted her ankle the day before. but it was our best practice ever, we ahd done a few practices before. after that we had two more dances, one witch we learned a week before and one we knew by heart witch put us up there n the stage for about another fifteen munites. when i wasn't dancing i was in my room with about 500 other people. oh, did i mention it was 110 degrees outside? needless to say i was hot in all that. the actual perfomances went extreamly well. i can't wait to see the video. the sad part is that because of some legalities we can't get a copy for ourselfs. all well.
next journal, my trip to france, part one of, however many i decide to make. pictures to come eventually. thanks for reading.
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wow, almost a week and noresponses. at least i think it's been a week. how long has that been there. all well none of your guy's business. but it smells funny. wonder if anyone will actually comment of this. why am i writing this? i dunno. all well. bye noone. wiat i'm still here. bye myself. this is fun and entertaining. not really. then why do i continue. all well question for another day. bye.