My chorale (yes, my school calls it that. Just a fancy word for chorus)teacher and the chamber singers had a field trip today, so all us misfits were left to fend for ourselves during our chorale class. We were told to do our chorale homework (which I have yet to do). But, out school put laptops into our hands and expects us to be productive. Who is really to blame in this situation? Here are some pictures of the grueling, lonesome day:
Oh, he's not touching my tit, he reaching for something on the other side of me. Just an FYI :)
DJ showing off his buxom, ample chest. And I'm not crossed eyed in real life, though that is the real color of my eyes. They come of as a blue in my profile picture.
the gang. well, 1/4 of the gang.
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