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What are YOU looking at? Hey! Be careful! If you click too hard, you could shatter the entire website. And then I'm gonna have to make you mop up the pieces with your tears! Nah, I'd let you use your friend's tears. Don't worry... or should you worry? Yeah, you might wanna worry. Just in case... you know.
You know what? Today has been an interesting day. So, before I get into it, I'll do a shout out to the other Katherine who goes by Grace, thanks for watching, and a shoutout to Fleshman (nanananananananananana FLESHMAAAAN! The freshmaaaan), and one to Loner, and B, and Murph, and Maes, and... well... everyone else. Don't worry, if I didn't put you, it just means my lazy fingers didn't feel like typing out your wonderful name. Hahaha. Yeah. So moving on. I was walking down the hall when I noticed that something wasn't quite right. I did a double take and noticed that a random door was open that I'd never seen open before. It was like on the third floor, you know like right above the second floor bathroom near Ms. Russel's room? Yeah. And it was all dark and weird and I wanted to go in and creep or something, but I was kinda freaked out so I didn't go in. I don't know. Whatever. So Mr. Carolan showed us a video of a song he wrote. He left the bloopers in where he fell off a chair and nobody helped him up. We were laughing so hard, somebody was actually crying. Yeah. Odd, right? Yeah. So moving on. I've come up with a new thing to annoy you with today. So I was in pit band chillin' out when I noticed we had a bass player. When did he show up? I mean one minute I was just sittin' there and the next minute he was wandering around looking for an extension cord. Took him a while to find it, but I was laughing a little to myself cuz I knew where it was, but I didn't wanna go get it because then I'd actually have to find a place to put my tuba and, let's face it, I'm too lazy. Yeah, don't ask me how I knew where it was, I don't know. But Ms. Mandy went and got it and I was like "you go, girl" and then I thought "why did you know where that was?" and then I remembered how I knew it was there and I was like yeah, okay. So-- oh, I wasn't gonna tell you how I knew, btw. It's just one of those things that no one really has to know. It's nothing bad, I just know these things. Mwahahaha. Nah, but it's ok. So anyway I was chillin' out almost falling asleep in Bio when I realized Mr. Mason was actually talking and then I looked and he was busy talking about microscopic organisms and I was like.... no. So I kind of just went back to trying to get Fleshman's sticker with her name on it onto the back of my name bar. Haha. It worked. You can ask me about it Tuesday if you want. I'll leave it on. Funny enough story about that but I have one on my Bio binder too. Haha. Good ol' Fleshman. But anyhoo... I was also chillin' out in Religion when I realized Mr. Steinruck hates freshman. Well, my friends, we're screwed. Life is just so... square. And... I don't know. Life is square. Yeah. So I'm excited cuz we get Monday off and I'm just gonna sit at home doing homework that should have been turned in WEEEEKS ago. Haha. Well so much for that. Oh well. Life goes on in all its squareness. I'm excited about the musical. I think it's next weekend, right? Yeah. Can't wait to Flynnify The King and I. It's gonna be good. Yeah. Tuba player by day, ninja by night. Take that, society. Whoever said tuba players have nothing better to do was right. That's why we're ninjas. Hee hee. Anyhoo... blub. haha. Who's excited for the play? Yeah, party on. I think it's next weekend so come to that. Oh and the Maryvale play is this weekend. I wanna go to that. Should be fun. So... yeah...
Hope you enjoyed your daily dose of Flynn! You stay classy, Keough! And thanks for stopping by.
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