Yesterday I woke up at about 8:00 and I got to school at like 10:00, but nothing happened for a while because some people weren't there yet. So they showed up and...we were to tango. They talked about it and eventually we learned it. So we lined up so that we'd have a partner, guys on one side and girls on the other. The teacher said that there were much more females than males, which is true. Then one of the people said that we'd be dancing all morning in a humorous fashion. So we're lined up and then something happens, I forget what, and then guess who my partner is? The most beautiful girl in school. That was lucky.

So that was great and we danced and what not, and then we had a normal day after that. I ended up going home like two hours early and on my way I found a stick. I was swinging it around and stuff, having a good ol' time, when a police officer pulls up beside me. Basically has was just checking on me because somebody called and thought I had a pipe. The encounter was pleasant actually; he wasn't very suspicious, just doing his job. So then I go on my merry way, type this whole journal, and find out that it never got posted! Argh... but it's here now, and I was way more enthusiastic about it right after it happened. Basically it was a good day with some interesting things thrown in there.