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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

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    :: Wednesday, September 24, 2003 ::

    I'm trying to convince myself to search this massive blog for all the offensive things I've said about people...but I just can't do it. With my blog being printed in the newspaper (Which I'm slowly and slowly starting to realize is not something I want. This was meant for my friends, and nobody else) I need to delete my bad things I've said about people...but I don't think I've said anything too terribly bad. Maybe some things about one certain person, but I really could care less if they knew I didn't like them.

    Hmm...

    Rehearsal was hell today. i couldn't get through three words without Delaney coming up to me and stopping me. By the end of the scene, it got to the point where I wanted to scream if he started walking towards me. But I think I get it now. And hopefully I'll be able to say "O, by whom" without looking like an idiot come friday.

    Whiteside assigned a 7-12 page Major Works Data Sheet due on October 2nd. After which, the entire class literally gasped.

    I made a 100 on a APUSH thing, a B- on my Summer reading project for Ap English and a B+ on some thing else...but whatever it is, those are good grades, and I am happy!

    We had a party in Physics AP since it was Theo's birthday. While doing a lab that Heidi and I and Tyler Guessford and Katie Bluestein had to start over because Dillard forgot to balance our Air Tube.

    I have a test in Physics and Pre-Calculus tomorrow. How I'm going to make it through the day, I don't know.

    Teacher Quote of the Day

    You must be thinking right now "I'm so glad John Barton ripped that mother fucker a new one"
    -Mr. Delaney to me

    Current Mood: Happy
    Current Music: Dave Matthews Band - Don't Drink The Water

    :: Nick Wednesday, September 24, 2003 [+] ::
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