Cold/Wet
wELL today started out with me hitching a ride to school with my ma because I had to be there for a choir rehearsal.  The only thing was I didn't know what time I had to be there for.  It was either 9:30 or 10:30.   That's all I could remember.  so, to be on the safe side I came at 8.  thank god it started at 9:30.  senior choir was utterly humiliated when the junior choir sang better.  It was embarrassing, not to mention being yelled at for not doing as well as we could have.  But no worries.  I had to stay for a bit later on and then I went to catch my bus.  Hoo boy.  I saw a car accident too, some girl ran a red light and hit a truck then drove away.  AND then I walked down the street and low and behold there's my bus, and it
was just leaving.  IT WAS LEAVING!!!  So I missed my bus.  I stood outside the Chinese restaurant in the pouring rain for an hour and a little more because the bus chose this of all days to be late (and early when I could have gotten on it before) Cold tired wet and hungry after an hour the bus came  and while waiting I saw FREAKY LADY (an old creepy woman who looks like menopausal Barbie and wears bright colours and has creepy blonde hair and likes to go into other people's homes and pet their cats.  she once asked me for a lighter in a really raspy voice) 
And so when I got home I realized that I had about 30 minutes to get ready before going to anthony's to work on scripts and I was cold tired wet and hungry. Thank god tanya was about to make some of her yummy canned corn for lunch and made some for me while I took a Shower and then I wolfed down her corn (oh so good thanks T.) Then I walked down to anthony's.  Bad enough it was raining, did it have to be incredibly windy too?  almost broke my umbrella darn wind.  it got the entire front side of my pants wet even with my huge umbrella.  oh well.  I guess that's what you get for living in Vancouver. 
Anyhoo once there we watched a King of hearts episode or something like that.  In it the wife was getting molested by her bosses son who's like 4 years old.  reminds me of that time at church when this one kid kept slapping people's butts.  Never saw him again.  Anyhoo then we watched the Godfather Part II, but only the first half.  why does it have to be so long?  and then we were supposed to work on scripts but no he forgot it in his locker.  =P silly.  after walking in the rain again I went home where I found my mom making dinner (spaghetti) and then I played the piano for a bit (working on those parts we did so badly on in choir this morning). 
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