Somehow I have survived the recorder rehearsal with only minor injuries. It was so bloody hot and stuffy in the hall and we had to sing one lame song and play another lame song for about ten to fifteen times.
Our school had planned a debate, the subject being genetic modification. I can bet that everything they said was scripted. They were all reading from pieces of paper. they also did not have any life in it. In other words they were utterly boring. I'm so evil!!!! Bwahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahaha*gakk* Save meeeee*
Still bleeding.Ouch.
- 10:58 PM