While we were marching I spotted some poop. Outrageous. Who poops on plastic grass anyway? Too little to be dog poop. The cats are so sly at night, so no one ever sees them go on the field... Oh, what the heck. Just blame it on the football players.
Our Band Director came by and saw it. Apparently he thought it was cat poop. He tried to scoop it up with some drill pages, but no luck. Later he cut a plastic bottle and put it in there...
Yuck.
EVALUATIONS OF FRIDAY!!! ALL MUSIC!!! MEMORIZED!!! INDIVIDUALLY!!!
Gotta get cracking. (That applies to my homework too.)
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