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Oh wow I haven't blogged in forever nervous laugh ahahahaha lets get MOVIN!

Hello friends! Remember me? Claude?

Oh, wait, no, right. Lemme start over.

Hello friends! Remember me? Cassidy? Yep. Ima back!

Who missed me? Nobody? SERIOUSLY? Well, you all smell like smell. Moving on. (jk u people rock) School's going good and luckily Kyle was able to find the Wind Ensemble room that day, but it turns out that he's actually in hand chimes O_O go Kyle!

Poor kid.

Haha, yep, life is being awesome again. It does that sometimes...My brothers are watching this sTrAnGe documentary that was made in, like, 1800 with some old man in a moustache (which are always cool, moustaches) talking about old...stuff.

And on the other hand, I've gotta go. Leave comments if you are not lazy and enjoyed this post. If you are lazy or did not enjoy this post, just leave. Nobody likes you. (jk ur mom probly <3s u to death :D)

CASSIDY TO WORLD

Cassidy's funny moment of the day:

Vice Principal: Where are you supposed to be?
Kyle: Wind Ensemble.
Vice Principal: What? That's on the first floor in the music room!
Kyle: WHAT? Are you serious?!!
Vice Principal: Why the heck are you looking around the cafeteria?
Kyle: I dunno! Maybe they met HERE!
Vice Principal: Wind Ensemble? (Kyle nods) In the cafeteria? (Kyle nods again) Kyle, my boy..........do you need to go see the guidance counselor?
Kyle: No time, I have to get to Wind Ensemble!

(Ah, my school rocks. I love Kyle :D)

So yes well uh huh okay...

So today I attended PUBLIC SCHOOL!

Yes! I had my first day of Junior High at (insert name of Junior High School here) and it was not horrible! All of my classes are okay, but my pre-Algebra teacher (whose name will not be shown, so we'll call her Mrs. Yeller for now) hates me.

Here's why.

I thought I had Tech. for my E block. Turns out I don't. (We'll call him Mr. Oldmanerson) informed me that I have that for F block, not E. So it was like twenty minutes into the period and I had to be in pre-Algebra. So I ran upstairs to Mrs. Yeller's room.

I opened the door and said, "Sorry I'm late."

Mrs. Yeller glares at me. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

I was a little confused. "I said...I'm sorry I'm late?"

Mrs. Yeller looked at her list. "Oh, you must be...Cassidy (Last name). You sit HERE."

Every time I moved like an inch, Mrs. Yeller would yell "What was that, Mrs. (Last name?)"

"Nothing, Mrs. Yeller. I didn't do anything."

Yay.

My town is so small that all of the entire Junior High and Senior High kids from my whole town have to ride the same bus. So that means all of us Sevies (that's what we are here, Sevies) get to sit on the same bus as the Seniors Who Are Too Lazy To Take Their Drivers Tests.

Lemme tell you, I hear some VERY colorful language. And it's only day one. So (ha ha) my bus is great. Ha ha.

And as I was getting off the bus, I shouted back to everybody on that whole stinkin' bus, and I shouted "JESUS LOVES YOU!"

Because he loves them. Even with their colorful language.

Could this get more awesome?

No.