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Vocal Arts Day

i just got home from Manhattan, 3 hours away. I woke up at 6 and walked to school for the bus.
On the way there I just slept cause I was so tired after homecoming and danced last night.
#jerrod lift me up on his soulder and crazy dance. lol. but I am sad cause we lost again :( but it was fun just for hamg out with friends.

anyway, when we got there. it was freaking freezing. I just run to the building, it was 22 degree.

We sang together there. The song are gospel song. But that didn't matter for me as long I still believe in what I believed :) Make new friends again. There was Lexy a girl from Pratt HS that sat next to me. They devided as to sopran 1, sopran 2, alto 1/2, tenor. I got sopran 2 :) anyway, she got same as me eventhough her voice a lot better and high than me. She told me she used to sing for Sopran 1 but the teacher ask her for sopran 2 in order to balance. whatever. one that I like is, she said, it doesn't matter what level that she got. and different things make it challange for her. awesome :)


after that we went lunch. chipotle!! mexican food! Abi was so crazy, she asked taking picture an hug for random guys. and they gave her. I want it too. lol

back to building and sang again!

we played around with other students from different school. From screamt at girls that only had half T-shirt on under 22 degree until asking hug from other hot students. that was hilarious!

on the way, we played truth and dare. i took dare. and i licked my friend face. that was diagusting. but that's the way it is :)))

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