A mere 7 points. Oh well. It was a good game, and I actually got to play. Coach took me out rather early, *ahem*, but it gave me a chance to drink some well deserved Gatorade.
Gah. He also lied about Oakland Bay being on Columbia Street.
OMG, I won the Nervous Game!! I didn't even have to touch anybody.
Ew, The Monkees?
I don't know the French word for bucket.
Ou est le bucket???
La bucket???
How do you say the food is good? Le repas est tres sympa?
Chinese Food and lasagna. Mmm, sounds good.
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