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Saturday, March 27, 2004

Mmm, on Friday, Mr. Cumming's said he was going to start assigning homework, and everyone started cheering. Unless you're in Cumming's class, you wouldn't understand. During break, a few people which I will not name got hold of an algebra book, one of the 16 that Mr. Cumming's has been begging us to give back to him, and kicked it around, ripped pages out of it, etc. Teehee.

In orchestra, the usual happened, but I got to take a look at the music I'm going to be playing at the Von's ensemble thingy. Holy hell, its simple stuff. Its all just quarter notes, half notes, and whole notes, give or take a few slurs. And if the composer was feeling really crazy, maybe write a dotted half note in there. lol. Yeah, so go to Von's in the Von's Shopping Center in PQ on Sunday, April 4, and watch us play this stupidly easy music. There are probably gonna be like WV who pass by, take a look, and say "wtf you guys suck if thats all you play?!Q!!?!" But just so you guys know, thats not what we play in orchestra. Yes.

After school, I went to the Balboa Activity Center to check out the science fair there. Actually, it was my dad that made me go. But before we went there, we dropped by this hardware store in Clairemont and I made friends with the motorcycle biker dude that worked in there. He had some pretty crazy facial hair and tattoos. lol. But anyways, at the fair, there was this one exhibit where this kid did experiments on what factors on a bullet would affect how it shot through a stack of phonebooks. Stuff like using different amounts of gunpowder, full metal jacketed bullets, jacked hollow points, etc. Since there was no one around, I stole one of the bullets he had on display. TEEHEE. Then we drove around Downtown San Diego looking for Petco Park, but we couldn't find it.

But today we did. I started off the day by driving to Cuyamaca to Cuyamaca College because they had a 9/11 quilt showing thingy there. Basically, there was a quilt made for every person that lost a life on the morning of September 11, 2001. Each quilt had the name of the person it was dedicated too, and sometimes it had a picture or a description or both. Its been almost a 3 years since the 9/11, yet the scars have still not faded from American hearts. There were a lot of people there, and I walked by this man who just broke down crying. Others were hugging each other, and still others were silently weeping. the scariest thing about 9/11 for me was how no one was expecting it to happen. People had no idea that when they got up that morning, on their way to work, or doing whatever they were doing, their lives were going to be horribly shaken up, and taken away from them. They were just going through their daily morning routine that many of them had been doing for years, and the planes come out of no where and strike them. What if on Monday morning on my way to school I get in a car accident, and die? If 9/11 could happen, why can't a simple car accident?

After the quilt thing, we went to Horton Plaza, parked, and walked to Petco Park. A lot of the area around it is still under construction, but it looks pretty cool. Then we walked back to Horton Plaza, and I just chilled there for a while.

I'm listening to "Televators" by The Mars Volta right now. It's a kinda creepy, but good song. Peace Outside.

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