Okay, so our dance team is going to a place called Rengency in a couple of hours. It's an old persons' home. I seriously doubt that they are going to like a bunch of teenage girls shaking their asses to lousy pop music in barely there uniforms. One of our songs is "One Two Step" and I have a slight feeling that one, maybe two (probably none) of the people are going to think we're acually doing the two step.
So I guess performing for the elderly wasn't that bad. We went, played with a cat named Harry (BB renamed it Yo' Momma), danced, ate ice cream, moved tables, and left. This one lady was seriously excited...she was dancin' and everything. Apparently she used to dance professionally...which is awesome. I almost kicked this one lady's walker. I kinda pride the fact that I can kick myself in the face, but the walker was in the way so I couldn't show off my flexibility. How terribly sad. It was awesome when Belly smacked Vic (our performing area was tiny). She didn't do it on purpose (obviously, I mean it's Belly), but it was kinda great 'cause there have been some days at practice when I've wanted to hit Vic. She's nice and everything, and I know she's going to graduate in May, but sometimes....
Man-pretty didn't talk to me at all today. I passed him in the halls and he didn't even look at me. That kinda hurts.
In health we had to watch this video on making human life. It was kinda interesting...I guess...since we've all been inside our moms and undergone the processes ourselves. The only parts I didn't like were when the guy blew his wad and when the baby came out of its mother. The guy and the semen was computer annimated (obviously), but the baby bein' born was actual footage. I used to think I wanted to have my kids naturally (when I'm of age of course), but oh my goodness. OWIE!!!
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