Not here, but not there either.

So, I never know what I am going to write until I've written it. This being no exception. I've always been like that, I can study for an in-class essay/exam thingy, but I still don't know what I will write until I am there, with a pen/pencil in my hand, beginning to write.
With that said, lets move on.
I dyed my hair two days ago - ish. It is now blonde/red/light brown. I don't really know what to call it. I guess it doesn't matter what I call it, most of the people that read my blog can see it. At school. I might not post this, maybe just delete it, because I will not post mindless drabble when I don't feel like it.
Went to that choir concert thingy on Wednesday night. Like I said I would. It was alright, met a couple of friend's parents, watched them sing and all. When they surrounded the audience that was odd. Made me feel...surrounded (all together now... "I wonder why." rolling eyes, etc.) Oh well. I forget what song it was, but it was in the Jazz choir ensemble when Devon started dancing, spiffy. It made everyone laugh. And most likely at the same time be grateful that it wasn't them up on stage.
Dancing with Jessica in the hallway was quite amusing to her mother. We had fun though. And then in the Subway parking lot, because it was too warm inside.
Well, that was the past couple days, now to the present.
My hair acutally behaved today, lots of ringlety curls. And yes, I know, ringlety is not a word, but I don't care. We had drama at lunch today. We haven't had it for about a month? Something like that. And we didn't do anything. Just said that we can't perform with only 10 days of school left and such. Then Tinnean (can't spell her name properly, if I did though Kudos to me) left and I think Rico (can't spell his name either) joined our drama "company" and will join next year, not sure though. Sarah didn't show because she took tinnean literally, because tinnean said "meeting at noon" instead of "meeting at lunch" and everyone forgot to tell Rocco. After tinnean left, Ashley and myself talked with Rico, Kyla left to go get lunch or something, and Devon showed up, so 3 of the 4 R's (Minus Rocco of course) and Devon stood talking about something or another.

Rico's complaining is feeble.

Example:
"I'm spending seven months in (some place I can't remember, tropical paradise kind a place though) but, when I get there, I will have to get used to the 7 hour time difference, woe is me. I am going there to learn my (more then 4th) language, at a language school."

I feel so bad for you Rico, having to either lose or gain 7 hours, while living in that place...still can't remember where. (Sarcasm comes too easily to me.)

I feel like I've written a lot... but I've written more before. I wonder what my current word count or character check is right now. But I don't think this will let me check it. Oh well. I will not count them, I don't have that much patience.

Golly Gee Alicia, what have you gotten yourself into.

On another note, my hair smells good. Yus it does. Smells like my conditioner. (once again, all together now... I wonder why Alicia)

Ugh, it seems I have to do chores. I'll do my homework on Sunday, study for tests and such. Not finals, won't do that for about another week, stupid Shakespeare test.

Is it true that mark cut-offs are next thursday? I wonder. I'm not expecting an answer either. Because my teachers don't seem to want to give me that information. Stupid teachers. Wouldn't that suck, if our teachers truly were stupid? At least they could teach you how to speak Dumb-ass. I believe that dumb-ass is a language, because I can't seem to understand the few people I know who speak it. Therefore, making it another language.

Ok, I've written too much now, my hands are tired.

Adieu.