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Tuesday, June 1Fr...fr...fr...FRICTIONWell, it's June. Officially. 5 periods STRAIGHT of Play Practice. What really bothers me is that people backstage (and you know who I'm talking about if you're on my side - wait, that's everybody...) will not shut up. Julia has told us a HUNDRED THOUSAND TIMES to please be quiet. And the people who are quiet, I respect them. (Ha ha. I respect myself.) But some people (Persons C, T, J, and sometimes E) just say "Yeah sure whatever" and then go right on talking. Grr. But all in all it was good. My munchkin skirt is REALLY short. I finally decided to take off the ribbon in the back, which gave me about, oh, another inch or two. Thank you. We had graduation practice later. That was boring, because C, T, J wouldn't stop talking. Jeez. And Rachel and I decided that we LIVE for Short Round. Short Round: Wow. Holy Smoke, crash landing. Indiana Jones: Short Round step on it. Short Round: Okey dokey Dr. Jones. Hold on to your potatoes. And, on another note, today was totally all about friction. Me: [after sliding down a wall] Frrrrriction! Vicky: Isn't that a company? Cara: Fuh fuh fuh fr fr fr FRICTION! Well, I have no homework. This is bizare. We still have school... [listening to: nada] L@T3R ^|^V(H 0used to be friends:3:57 PM
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