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This weekend. Wow. Lets see.
It was an awesome time. AWESOMELY AWESOME. Man. I love those people.
Apparently, ALL of them knew about my party, because my mom told Dave to send out an email and invite them. But only he came, because hes cool. I would've freaked if Jerry came, though. Haha.
Ummm... yeah. I fucked my knee up again. With all that fucking running across the field. I was fine up until that. But then yesterday we did that like a million times and I was like "FUCK!" and by the end of our last run through it hurt like fucking hell. Like I cried sorta thing. T'was REALLY bad. And Tex was all "Everyone give Kelly a birthday hug!" and I was like "No, seriously, I need to go sit down" so they all just sang happy birthday instead.
But after I took a really really really nice shower at the hotel, it felt so much better. And Mark bought his DDR pads... so us who don't drink and some people who do drink went and DDR-ed. I did beginner mode. And I kicked Tom's ass and Adam's ass. And it was really easy. But then Mark and Josh and Sayre and Heather started doing it on heavy mode and it was fucking insane. Mark did like double pad, and it was just sick. He may be able to DDR, but hes still the whitest black kid I know. We had pizza and cheesey bread, too.
Last night the drumline was being sooo silly. So insanely silly. We all laughed at everything all the time. Ohmygoodness. I love those guys. And I also love that they all consider me to be a guy with boobs. Like, Coop talks to me as if I'm one of his guy friends and its really fucking funny. Hes a really random kid. We're driving back from the hotel this morning, and hes just like "You guys... my balls itch. And Kelly, you're the only girl I can say that around."... and then he proceeded to tell us other things that he could never say around other girls, like which girls were hot, and ask me if putting icecubes down my shirt felt good because putting them down his pants felt good. XD I love those guys.
Aaaaanyways... Clifford! is now our bass line mascot and we're going to duct tape him to the top of my drum for competitions. And its going to be awesome. Literally... we have a Clifford the Big Red Dog stuffed animal who sits on my harness during sectionals. Its pretty awesome. Oh yeah, and they're going to make an "Awesomely crazy extension" award for me, because apparently I play with a crazy insane extension really fast. Like Bob noted it after we finished our runthrough tonight... and then proceeded to tell Ricky that he should take some lessons from his girl =P Heeheehee ^^
Thats about it. I am dirty and gross, so I'm going to shower and then sleep. I am so fucking dead. Man oh man oh man.
It was an awesome time. AWESOMELY AWESOME. Man. I love those people.
Apparently, ALL of them knew about my party, because my mom told Dave to send out an email and invite them. But only he came, because hes cool. I would've freaked if Jerry came, though. Haha.
Ummm... yeah. I fucked my knee up again. With all that fucking running across the field. I was fine up until that. But then yesterday we did that like a million times and I was like "FUCK!" and by the end of our last run through it hurt like fucking hell. Like I cried sorta thing. T'was REALLY bad. And Tex was all "Everyone give Kelly a birthday hug!" and I was like "No, seriously, I need to go sit down" so they all just sang happy birthday instead.
But after I took a really really really nice shower at the hotel, it felt so much better. And Mark bought his DDR pads... so us who don't drink and some people who do drink went and DDR-ed. I did beginner mode. And I kicked Tom's ass and Adam's ass. And it was really easy. But then Mark and Josh and Sayre and Heather started doing it on heavy mode and it was fucking insane. Mark did like double pad, and it was just sick. He may be able to DDR, but hes still the whitest black kid I know. We had pizza and cheesey bread, too.
Last night the drumline was being sooo silly. So insanely silly. We all laughed at everything all the time. Ohmygoodness. I love those guys. And I also love that they all consider me to be a guy with boobs. Like, Coop talks to me as if I'm one of his guy friends and its really fucking funny. Hes a really random kid. We're driving back from the hotel this morning, and hes just like "You guys... my balls itch. And Kelly, you're the only girl I can say that around."... and then he proceeded to tell us other things that he could never say around other girls, like which girls were hot, and ask me if putting icecubes down my shirt felt good because putting them down his pants felt good. XD I love those guys.
Aaaaanyways... Clifford! is now our bass line mascot and we're going to duct tape him to the top of my drum for competitions. And its going to be awesome. Literally... we have a Clifford the Big Red Dog stuffed animal who sits on my harness during sectionals. Its pretty awesome. Oh yeah, and they're going to make an "Awesomely crazy extension" award for me, because apparently I play with a crazy insane extension really fast. Like Bob noted it after we finished our runthrough tonight... and then proceeded to tell Ricky that he should take some lessons from his girl =P Heeheehee ^^
Thats about it. I am dirty and gross, so I'm going to shower and then sleep. I am so fucking dead. Man oh man oh man.