  Hello and buenos dias to all my senoritas out there. Holla! Well, I went to Kelly's violin recital yesterday, and she played awesome. Oh, funny incident: we were there, hangin out, and she was getting her instrument tuned. her teacher shows up, saying "Hey, How's it going? " etc. Well, then she goes, "Do you have your music? " and Kelly just freezes. We were like, "Oh, snap..." But through divine intervention and her own good memory, Kelly pulled her piece off without a hitch (as far as I could tell).
But yeah, she played really well, and I loved being there to support her and say, "Yay, Kelly! You are the shiznat! " I think she did awesome, and I'm proud of her.... but not to the extent that I feel like her parents or something. That's just creepy. And I almost died yesterday. No other details on that. I'm so excited because tonight I get to stay awake forever, and play Lazer tag with Kyle, and Kelly, and Christie, and Elizabeth McClung. Woo hooo! Go Banana man and....I need a nickname. I will have one by tomorrow, considering our games will be over and I will have had to think of one to play... But anyways, I'm pumped. Like a Swedish pump enlarger. Rigghhht.... I am finished with my english hw.. boo ya to Mrs. Kelley's class who I KNOW hasn't started yet!
Suckers! Anyways, I need to get started on my nine pages of history notes that Christie assigned me... I will shoot her good and hard for that... Well, I will get to stepping now. Song of the day: "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees. Maurice Gibbs (pronounced Morris, not More- ees) died this past week, and he was truly a forerunnner in the art of disco. Right. Gotta jet. God bless 
