So, we lost the homecomming game. At least we managed to score some points, unlike last year. We truely have a Charlie Brown football team. Or I'm just a terrible fair-weather fan. Probably both
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School spirit is a drug. Crystal meth has NOTHING on NHS 'Pep Assemblies'.* Percussion is sex. Really, they are. And Backbeat and Treblemakers sang fabulously. But the best, the best? Musical chair and tug of war. Musical chairs just because of the crazy. Tug of war they had seniors vs. freshman and it became football players vs. ALL THE
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I'm over-tired. I'm cranky. I'm stressed. I'm fifteen. I have a damned right to be unresonable. I'm allowed to cry because my father isn't excited that the church choir is playing Carnegie Hall and wants me in it. I'm allowed to wonder what would happen if I had a one night only performace that conflicted with tickets to a big game. I'm
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