This is a very cool blog. I assure you. You want to read this don't you? Good. I like lots of stuff. Like cheese... cheese is good, except for American Cheese. Not that I have anything against the Americans... But wait. Blue cheese is to sad. Very depressing stuff, but poor limburger is worse. It's all alone cause it smells funny.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Fighting Nuns of Basketball
Well. There's is a song Emily L. and I wrote about basket ball. It's really cool but that is suprisingly not the topic of this post. I just wanted to say today has been quite nice. In orchestra, I got to go out and play a song. It's really spiffy cause it's a cannonish song. That's basicaly where you play the same thing after the other person (like sing "Row Row Row Your Boat" in around). Yay. That's was fun. Then I went to PE. The goal for basketball is to not die. No, honestly. It's a very dangerous sport. I got stepped on twice, pushed thrice, and almost died of bordem waiting for my next turn. One thing that often helps is to get in a good group. Then, if you pass a lot then you can win. Yep. Dieing can't always be fun. I like spinning though. Then you get a very happy and confusing feeling. Did you know something? I do. I know lots of things. Like the sky can be lots of colors. People can't change colors that much though... wait. They can. If they get EVIL needles in them at least. Or if if they get in the sun a lot of just get plain messy with paint. I take it back then. People CAN change colors. Yay. But I like to be consistant more though and just stay the same color. Yep.
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