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Yeah, I failed the mock exam at lifesaving today. Crystal's head went under the water, which is automatic fail. Damn. D:

On the bright side, I wasn't the only one who failed the mock exam. :P

Eddie (to a random person): YOU DROWNDED YOUR VICTIM!!1eleven!pie D8<
Random dude: "Drownded"... xD

Someone: Who's gonna be our examiner? D:
Eddie: I think it's going to be that lady...
Someone: What lady?
Eddie: She's blonde. And fat.
Everyone: xD
Eddie: Well, not FAT... chubby, I guess. Don't tell her I said that. ._.
Everyone: xDD

Ughh, me and Van are so screwed for Survival. I still have to draw approximately 6 pages of outfit plans. x.x Imma gonna try and see if I can supercheat and fit some stuff onto one page so I have to draw less, while trying to make it look like it wasn't half-assed in about 15 minutes. o___x

I found myself a new obsession: CSI Miami~ :D I already earned myself no less than 3 bonks on the head from Shandy from talking about it randomly. I think I'm going through a phase. :O

Oh yeah, Fandi actually wants me to sing TongHua in front of our Chinese class while doing Dennis/Richard/Simon/Richard's weird dance thingy. She said that she and Shandy will do the dance with me, but I have to sing. Solo. (Because apparently I'm the only one who's actually willing to sing in front of a bunch of people. But even then, I'm not THAT willing. The last time I sung that song in front of a bunch of people, they all swayed and made big hearts with their arms. And Jason even caught half of it on tape. Which I sincerely hope he deleted. But I digress.)

Omg, talking about that reminds me a Backyard Broadway. Which makes me miss the 9'ers even more. D: At lifesaving, I saw that room place thingy where the concert ended up taking place at, and I seriously could remember how (most) things were set up, and where the chairs were, and the microphones, and the piano, and etc. Sigh. That was the time when we were all close and friends and stuff. (Oh, and I also remember Sienna threatening to perform acts of violence towards me if I objected to their opinion that I sang well that night. But I digress, again. :P)

HAHAHAHA. I remember Mission RARPTBU so well, it's not even funny, Well, it is funny. :D (I'll leave you all to guess what RARPTBU means. Have fun. ;3)

Also, in that glass case thing outside the North Gym, there's that picture of our band in Ottawa, just after we performed for MusicFest. I looked so fat in that dress shirt. Remind me never to wear that again. x.x (Also, Guhn Z somehow escaped to the back of the band, with all the brass people. Or maybe that's cuz he's special, being a soloist and all. I dunno.)

That reminds me of band. Oh, yesterday or something, Soff was complaining about that Desiree person who's really bad at percussion. Apparently, she refuses to play bells or anything, she just wants the drums. Angie and Soff got so pissed off that they, and I quote Soff, "'accidentally' didn't let her do anything. Well, it wouldn't have made a difference, cuz she didn't do anything anyway. So whatever. T.T" Yeah, she was really pissed off at Desiree. And to think that she'll be the only percussionist in grad band...

I'm bored. I should be Survivaling. And not procrastinating. Standing ovation to the one and only Angieness who somehow does not succumb to the pressure of procrastination. We applaud you, Angieness.

P.S. No news on the big neon sign yet. :/ ANGIENESS, MY STREET IS NEXT TO A SOBEYS AND CANADIAN TIRE PLACE. REMEMBER THAT. D: (Let's just hope that it's clear and not blizzarding (Shut up. That is TOTALLY a word.) on the days that people have to come over to my house.)