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Until the Tiger Army show. My first show, and I anticipate this to be the best day of my life for the following reasons:

*I get to spend time with my dad.

*I get to sing really loud to music my sister hates and she can't do anything about it.

*I get to laugh at said sister for the next 5 years when she calls me emo because she's coming along to a tour called Razor's Kiss. (Seriously, i have no idea why she's going. "Because Fat Donna isn't." ...

at least according to my crazy history teacher.

"Aferrcerrrr... is... a country... that we will be studying a lot this year..."
She was wearing a big green outfit that consisted of a lime green skirt, matching jacket, open-at-the-bottom green wrap-type shirt, and knee-high boots. It's a good thing she didn't hear me yell "Godzillaaaaa!"
It's funny how she can't pronounce anything right unless someone does it first. Like the bible-times city of Canaan ...