I'm so happy right now I just want to go home and practice playing the horn!
We had the last exam today and we were done by 10:00 am and the buses wouldn't leave until like at 12:00. Luckily, my friend Juan Pablo has a brother who's a senior so he has a car and he told us he would take me and Ana home when he finished his exam at 11:00. We still had to wait, but it wasn't that bad. We took this pictures, talked to our eight grade teachers (they told me playing the horn was really dorky, one dork to another) and we saw the third grade christmas presentation A Beatles Holiday. When he was done we realised he was taking three of his friends plus Ana's sister as well. So we went to the school parking lot and it took us some time but we finally could get in the car, just to realise the gate was closed and there was no one to open it. Juan Pablo had to run to the order side of the school to bring somebody to help us. They actually let us out, with Ana riding in the passengers sit carrying her older sister, me and three senior guys squeezed on the back and Juan Pablo in the trunk next to all the bags and my horn. The ride wasn't so dreadful and we listened to a remix version of We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together, which reminds me, Taylor Swift turned 23 yesterday! And by the way, what do you think about the video for I Knew You Were Trouble? One of the guys in the car that looked pretty much exactly like Taylor Lautner (who also happened to have Jolly Ranchers which makes him instantly cool) was talking about his new job in like a bar or something and that he was going to start working today until 3 am. That made me glad I'm not a senior. All of their conversations on the senior project and jobs and stuff made me really nervous... I still can't even believe I'm in high school already! When did I even turn 15? Wasn't it supposed to be all magical and corny like my friend Tay Swift described in her song Fifteen? Cause I'm not feeling it. Wow, I really can't stay on topic for once.
A Beatles Holiday
Finals are over, time to pray to our god the Horn.
PLEASE excuse the Crocs, but I swear I can explain! Um, THEY AREN'T MINE...It will never happen again! LIKE EVER.
With the coolest teacher ever. She has seen Bob Dylan life like five times, how awesome is that? She gives me cookies and the best feminist books <3