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Surprise

Surprise, surprise, I'm still alive. I know I haven't posted in months, and so many of you (none of you) thought I was like, dead or something. As usual, it's late at night and I'm not asleep, because I am nocturnal. I have a science project and a language arts thing due on Tuesday and Wednesday, ~today is Friday~ and of course I'm not working on either one of them, nor have I started either one. So good luck to me.
Is it just me or do mirrors freak you out too? Because people always see like demons and ghosts and stuff in mirrors and I do NOT want to mess with those kind of things. [{\STAY AWAY FROM OUIJA BOARDS CHILDREN/}]
So anyways, I also have a chorus concert~along with my science project being due~on Tuesday. I'm not excited because chorus doesn't remember half of the songs, and the other half can't sing a single note. Plus, my chorus teacher (we'll call him Mr. Awful) favors the boys in chorus a LOT. It's really annoying. Plus he thinks my group (if your in a chorus or have the slightest idea about altos and sopranos, then you'll know what I mean. If not, to sum it up sopranos sing high & altos sing low), the altos, don't even sing. And they don't. When they're not singing (and I'm always singing when I need to and they're never), it makes me stick out, and everyone hears my voice. Which, trust me, is not good in front of your rule-breaking pupils, or in front of their parents and your friends and your teachers who think you were going to do well so they came but that was a mistake to the horrible chorus concert. So that's exciting. Mr. Awful also teaches band, which my buddies are in. They're in band and orchestra, and they were all planning on dropping out of band at the end of the semester, because he's annoying and can't teach. So yeah.
I don't have much more to say, so goodnight (or good morning since its past 12:00 A.M.). Bai ;)