You know... something like that can make you fall in love.
Curious?
So today... I still don't know if I'm getting kicked out of Jazz Choir.
Mrs. Page still has to get permission from Chris...
Geez, Chris. Why this weekend?!
However, I'm pretty content with whichever way this goes.
If I can miss a few hours of the retreat, I'll have to get picked up by Josh [Michael, don't freak out.] or whoever is willing to drive a total of four or five hours for me, do my thing at the jazz concert [ON NOV 7th.], go back to that mountains, and then I will have to go to a make-up, one day retreat sometime.
If I can't... I enjoy my full three-day retreat, get booted out of choir and switch into Adv. Dance.
So... I'm okay with whatever.
Kinda anxious about what this weekend has in store for me.
Hopefully the retreat isn't... boring.
Otherwise... that would suck.
Yeah... so Terrell asked me if I've waxed my legs before.
Interesting.
