kenna and i went to madison's Back to the Beach, choire bash. and it rocked liek you wouldn't believe. Stacy, a friend of ours from camp, is in it so we went and she sung "Pinapple Princess" which was awsome. Justin was super cool too(another kid from camp). It made Kenna and I sad because our school is bad, and we can count our chorus on one hand, we needed both hands and feet 3 times to get close to what they have. And their theatre rocks too. besides that the school had all sorts of ghetto-ness, i wanna go there. T.T Kinda looking forward to my play, even though i have a great distaste for cliche, but i'll live. Hopefully i can get a better part after this and feel better. if not, then it's over and i can wait until we get our new drama teacher next year. w00t. or not, we'll see.
ack, becky was supposed to e-amil me the collateral, but she hasn't. maily cuz she hasn't my e-mail address, bo. boo on her. i've been calling her all day too. drat. double drat!!! she die's, i'm calling her house again.
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