September 22, 2010: Part 2. My Ears Are Bleeding! Please Tell Me My Ears Are Bleeding!

Well, blogger or my computer is being a bitch because it won't let me update Untitled - Will Come Up With Better Title Later... If I Can. The formatting is all messed up and I don't want to get rid of it so I'm just doing a new one. Computers have won again.

Ah yes, Adrian and I have been in a raging battle against man-made productions such as the Computer and Toilet. (Don't ask about the toilet) Computers are winning and they have won again by this stupid formatting issue. Ugh. Have you had any mishaps with computers? Oh yeah, I bet you have. Please share. We'll have a sharing circle. :)

HERE is my officially documented Highlight of the Day:

It's eighth perid, English, and Adrian runs in and stands over my desk and shouts, "Chelsea! Guess what!"
"What?"
"I got bubble wrap!" She screamed smiling from ear to ear.
"No way! How'd you get it?!" I'm sorry, but I love bubble wrap - such a cheap way to entertain yourself!
"I made a 100 on my quiz and I got bubble wrap from Mrs. Greene!"
Honestly, that made my day. And Mrs. Greene is a American History teacher.

I've changed the topic. I've reserved today's topic for tomorrows' post because I have a really good one for today.

You know what a Pep-Rally is right? The entire school gathers, the football and volleyball teams gather, band plays, and the Cheerleaders do dance numbers. Right? Well, this years one has been by FAR the most funniest and most exciting.

I'll go from beginning to end. The Pep-Rally began at 3:00 but... the Band had to be ready in the gym by 2:00. So we had an hour to set up, which really wasn't necessary. Ha, I got to skip English, which, for the first time ever - get your camera and sharpie because I will say for the first time and it will probably be the only time you hear me say that. I got to skip English. Phew.

But Mrs. Woodruff, my English teacher, wouldn't let Band students go to the Band Hall (where we were meeting before we go to the gym) until we finished writing a sentence. It's like one of those warm-up ones? And Adrian and I exchanged shocked O_O faces and furiously began to write and my sentence came out pretty random. Here it is: Above the boy, a bird had swayed in a flock pro together in the summer wind and the sun shined the boy down and they came flocking down by the dozens.
Yeah, pretty random. But, it's hard to write a good sentence when you're limited to a sentence model. We had to write the sentence by a certain model. It's confusing, I won't explain it. Too much to explain, actually.
But I was paired up with two other people Jake from Virginia and Erica (another girl) and we came up with THIS wacky sentence: In the jungle, might packs of tigers bathe themselves together in a stream and the geese flocked around Whataburger, and they quickly grabbed a hamburger for dinner.
Don't look at me. JAKE was the one who made up about the part with tigers bathing in a stream. I said this to him, "Jake, you do realize that tigers are cats and they bathe themselves, right?" Virginians must have not known that! :O

So, we get our instruments and march off to the gym to get seated in the risers. But, you'll laugh, the way that the other peeps at our school got called to the Pep-Rally was not over the intercom... it was by the Percussionists playing loudly through the hallways. Banging on the snare and quads! Priceless.

Since the trumpets is part of the brass, we (Adrian and I, so when I saw we...) sat towards the top of the risers and WOW there are a lot of trumpet players. There are a lot more seventh graders than eighth graders... And I'm not really digging the seventh graders OBNOXIOUSLY loud playing... and it ain't so awesome whenever its right in your ear - so I'm temporary deaf, excuse me. They don't grasp the concept that playing in a gym really magnifies the sound and blasting like you can't be heard is never good... especially if my ear is at their bell.

There was a pair of games that were played. First was tug of war. Haha, and it was hilarious. It was against teachers and a few selected students from the football and volleyball team. But the catch was that the teachers had to take off their shoes so they only had socks on - slippery socks. Me and Adrian pointed and laughed. Lol. But man! You gotta hear this:
The teachers won! See, the teachers tugged and all I can say is that they were winning and then - THEY LET GO! The students go flying and crashing onto the floor onto their asses! Haha! Sucks to be them. They got up all disoriented with whole student body laughing as one at them as they rubbed their heads.

Also the second game I participated in! It's a balloon pop. The teachers spread around about thirty blue, red, and white balloons and we had to pop them and GEEZ they were hard to pop! I got picked by a girl in the Pep-Squad (Cheerleaders) :). I had my foot directly in the center of it and the balloon was not popping. And it was like coming around my foot - my foot was sinking into the balloon! I looked up to see my Reading teacher there and I rapidly reverted my gaze from the balloon to her with a D: face.

That was fun and Adrian said I did a chicken spazz... Whatever that is.

I'm gonna wrap this up because I honestly don't think I did a good job with the blog post. It's been kind of a topsy turvy day so... I don't expect much. I think I could have done better - the words aren't coming me today... BUT I did it! :D

--Chelsea, PinkMenace1227