Today was the white water rafting trip, and it made me go *glee*, except for the part where I had to get up at six. Two words: tight-fitting wetsuit (Which could actually be counted as three if you really wanted to). I got to prance around in one, as did Josh, Brenna, Joey and my mom, and Ms. Bissonette brought her own. This, coincidentally, was
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