Sorry, but you'll be able to catch up with the conversation.

I'm temporarily leaving the chat (Joseph, Katelyn, Chanyang) to write this post. I'm waiting for Chanyang to go to band rehearsal so she can ask German the Jazz Band audition results! I was at Chiles yesterday to help out with MAO. Erica and I felt a bit left out because everyone else could drive and were getting their parking passes. Joseph is currently trying to catch up with the conversation because he went to lunch and missed a lot. He still hasn't finished reading, which is saying something. Okay, now he has finished.
I'M SO NERVOUS!

Student Class Schedule

I got lucky today and received my schedule for the 07-08 school year.
1. Spanish 3
2. AP European History
3. AP Statistics
4. Pre-AP Chemistry
5. Pre-AP Biology
6. Pre-Calculus
7. English 2 Gifted

LCHS Dog Wash

Every year from April to September on the second Saturday of these months, the Humane Society has a dog wash. Funny how the school's initials are the same as the society's. I arrived around 9:30. Washing dogs fit the descriptions from the interrogation of Cissy. We wet the dogs, put shampoo on them, rinsed them, gave them a flea dip if the owner wanted it, and dried them. Some of the dogs were kind of large. I washed at least two smaller dogs by myself. They all seemed to want to stand on the edge of the table (on which they were put if they were small enough) even though it would've been incredibly dangerous to jump. Actually, I'm not quite sure they realized how far they were from the ground. I'm glad we have perspective. In 6th grade, we learned how "special" we were because we had opposable thumbs, depth perception, and stood upright. This was our introduction to early humans. Anyways, Cissy was right. I became more immune to certain smells. I can still distinctly smell the weird shampoo that the Humane Society had. The flea dip smelled a bit like bleach but not as strong. One of the smaller dogs was so nice and just stood in the tub of flea dip, whereas other dogs were very eager to leave. There were drinks and food , but there were so many dogs that I didn't eat until I got home. The ladies who were volunteering were very nice. When I arrived, one of them was at the gate and she told me to go to the lady with blonde hair. There were two or three people with blonde hair, though. My father came at about 2:10pm to take me home, and by then, my lower back was very, very tired. I can still fell it, actually, just like Cissy had complained. Next time she'll probably be there too. Focusing on washing dogs really helps pass the time because five hours is a very long time while doing only one thing.
::EDIT:: Today's my brother's 8th birthday! I know... I forgot until after I published the post.

Unwanted Signs

As we approach the next school year, so many horrific signs that it is approaching seem to mask the happier points of our days. Before the tax-free days, school supplies already replaced the chocolate at Wal*Mart, stores claimed to have clothing "sales", and the first newsletter of the year arrived in its ugly maroon/white/black-ness. The MAO sponsor sent an email to his "wonderful officers" to remind them of the first meeting of the year. But before school actually starts, I've managed to put a lot of stuff into these last weeks. A jazz band audition, eye doctor appointment, planning a get-together, my brother's birthday that I obviously never planned, rereading the summer reading books that I pushed into the back of my head in late May/early July, and once again, rereading HP7 and replacing certain characters with my friends, finishing up the Mini Mu test, beginning to procrastinate playing the piano, and going to school for MAO stuff next week all seem to be leading up to the 20th.
This might be helpful for the future:
Me=Bellatrix Lestrange
Jack=Narcissa Malfoy/Lavender Brown
Ryan=Antonin Dolohov/Cygnus Black
Jack's mom?=Thorfinn Rowle
Katelyn=Luna Lovegood
Anna=Ginny Weasley
Diana=Rich and old descendant of Helga Hufflepuff
June=Ted Tonks
Chanyang=Andromeda Tonks

One More Year

366 more days until 08/08/08!
Hopefully, I'll be able to see by then so I can watch the 2008 Beijing Olympics on TV. I just got my eyes checked and I think their dilation eyedrops are way too strong.
It's so blurry. <-- everything

Waiting for next Thursday

At around 12:30, I arrived in the band hallway and met William, Chanyang, and Marshall. Around 1:00, the band teacher told everyone to play a part of a piece with a long name, and they went off to sectionals. Later, he took me to the ensemble room (the largest practice room), told all the saxophones to leave and stand in a small room for about 10 minutes, unlocked the piano, and the Jazz Band audition began. I played the F and B Major scales, the first two pages of the first movement of the Pathetique Sonata by Beethoven, and four pages of the tiny score of jazz music with tiny notes.
The results will be posted on either side of the band room wall (bulletin board and the band hallway) next Thursday.

Unecessary Questions

Chanyang goes to church with her younger brother and Joseph. She said that Joseph "was asking unnecessary questions" regarding a certain blog and a certain someone. I find this incredibly interesting.
Band camp is next week and I wouldn't usually care, but I'm so freakishly nervous!!!!!
Despite my stalkerness, I managed to immediately forget my own cousin's birthday. How humiliating.
I'm thinking about having a birthday party for the first time since... I think it was 3rd grade, but I'm not quite sure. Anyways, as long as my parents agree, it will be AWESOME! I should ask them some time... I hope they say "yes".
Amazingly, it wasn't very difficult to memorize the fingerings for all the major scales. I just hope Mr. G doesn't mention minor ones. William said "major scales", though, because that's probably what he had to play, but he plays the trumpet.

NOOOOO!

I haven't written for so long and I really feel like I'm neglecting this blog. Perhaps the reason I haven't updated so much is because nothing interesting really happy these days even if they're interesting. I have less than eight minutes to make that up before I got to my Head of Marketing/Travel's house for a get-together that involves most of my employees. We are finally going to see POTC3!!!!! Because of conclusion #1, Ryan is Dolohov, June is Ted, Jack is Narcissa, I'm Bellatrix, Katelyn's Luna, Anna's Ginny, and I think that's it so far. I'm not going to explain why because I've had to tell that story to about three or four people by speaking very quickly because it is so long. I'm currently on question 15 on the math test that I have to write and it is mandatory that I finish by the first day of school. I don't know how I'm going to actually see the president of MAO on the first day, though, but maybe there'll be some sort of meeting. Or, she's just warning me. Either way, I really need to work on it. Tonight should be fun. I am forced to either bike or walk there because my mother said so, so I'm going to bike, of course. I suppose I'll have to bike back, too. In the dark of Ox Bottom and Summerbrooke. That doesn't really feel very safe. I'm going to leave now and try to wake up my MVC on the way.
::EDIT:: Right. I completely forgot to mention this. Chanyang suggested that I audition for the Jazz Band on the piano, so I emailed the band teacher and he said that I need to play a few scales and some sight reading. I don't really see how this can test peoples' abilities (especially if they don't actually practice scales for over a year), and I really wish I could play a solo or something. I'm so worried!

Rosemary Beach

We went to the gulf today until around noon, walked back to the condo-thingy, took showers, had lunch, drove west towards Destin, went back when we were 12 miles away, and ended up feeling quite tired. My brother is currently watching some sort of "Lilo & Stitch" TV show on Toon Disney or whatever it's called. The front gate is painted very communistically red, which was a good welcome when we arrived yesterday. There isn't much to do right now and I'm running out of things to type. There is currently a fat, red-eyed bunny on TV. It has a purple tongue. I don't think it's very good at English. It isn't as bad at English as Ally and Luke, though, because according to the MVC, they need help in that vital subject. Now, there's this yellow, less-menacing version of Stitch who probably isn't Stitch. So queer... The weird bunny has a red cape with a yellow "H" hanging from the front. At least he's communist. I would hope the bunny weren't a "she". Unfortunately, Lilo's house is blue with an orange-ish roof. The large-ish male alien is wearing a blue dress. It is pretty scary. The other male alien with one eye has a red dress. I probably shouldn't continue describing this weird show (for children). Wow. Lilo just turned into "a teenager". I suppose the title of this post isn't extremely accurate at this point.

You never know when I might leave...

I'm currently staying at Rosemary Beach in a million-dollar apartment in a building with a small swimming pool on the roof. My parents and brother just came back from watching my brother swim. Argh gtg.