I wish I felt like P-Diddy too.

So. Fremont. The land of gangs, or so my dad calls it. I took a little adventure through there and realized only one thing. This driving test will be so darn easy. Now I just have to hope that my thoughts are right. Me and my little car will rock this test, with ease.



Anyways. It's another week, the second school week of 2010. That only means one thing: hectic. Not only do I have to start studying for finals, but I have winter percussion practice and my applications are due. Darn. Knew I shouldn't have procrastinated.

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Hmm. I never finished writing that blog. And I never posted it. It just kind of sat there..

Anyways. I failed my drivers test on tuesday. I didn't completely block off the bike lane before turning right, and apparently I didn't look. In any mirror. or over my shoulder. When have I ever NOT looked over my shoulder or looked into a mirror? It was one of those situations where the lady(who happened to be in a horrible mood) didn't even look at me and just assumed. Plus, later on in the test, she yelled at me and grabbed the wheel. If I'm not mistaken, that's illegal. It's not that horrible, failing a test. I can just get another appointment. In about a month :)

Hopefully I pass this time..

Almost Like New.

Who ever thought that piccolo overhauls should be a month long? I mean, of course mine had a lot of things to do to it. It had scratches, the mechanics were messed up, and the tuning was loose. So I guess it would've taken a while to fix. The fantastical part about this whole thing is that I got it done for FREE.

Wait. I? Mine? Who is this 'fantastical'-word-using person posting a random blog?

Oh just me. Just a little old lady by the name of Elisabeth. But you can call me Lisa, and I'm not that old. I guess you could say I'm young, judging from the other kids in my class. Wait a minute. I can just give you a list of things about me. Enjoy! :)

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I'm definitely a senior in high school. What else would I want to be?

I want to be a music teacher, specifically for high school programs.

My original due date to be born was Friday November 13th, 1992. I guess I'm a devil child then.

I absolutely adore other cultures, especially trying to live in them.

I'm a hands-on person, an example be the above.

I have two Siamese cats. I call one pretty and one beautiful, but they're both beautiful.

I drive a 1999 white Honda Civic LX. It's a damn shame it grew old in the San Fran because the bumper paint is messed up for horrible drivers.

I'm in the band at my school. Wind ensemble is my favorite class and I'm the piccolo. Just makes me awesome.

I've been playing piccolo for almost 5 years, but only playing in school for almost 4.

I've never marched flute unless my piccolo was broken.

I'll try to be nice to you even though I may dislike you. I would appreciate it if you were nice back.

I can speak French, Spanish, German, Japanese, and Swedish. None of these are very fluent.

If hedgehogs and ferrets were legal and California I would have too many of both.

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So I guess that's me. Maybe I'll post more later, if I'm not lazy.