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Hi.
This is my first time blogging.
It's kind of fun.

You get to write anything you want and let other people read them.
Sure you could get arrested for talking about shit and stuff, but, hey, everyone knows you can never speak out of line.
I'll try to write in here as frequently as I can.
Although I'm not one for being that committed to a certain thing, this time it's different.
I have two blogs to write daily.
This one and the other one about the Olympic Classroom Committee.
I'll spend my time now writing these blog thingies.
So, I should write about what happened today.
Well, as abnormal as this may be, I'll try to do my best.
I started out okay, then when I almost got to school, I left my PE clothes and manila card.
My brother forgot his PE clothes to, so he had to go home and change.
I told him to bring my stuff.
Mr. Discipline went into my class.
He was looking for Skippers.
My class was short of 4 people at the time; a guy and 3 girls.
Their names were noted down and the teacher said that they were Skippers.
I tried to help the girls but try as I may, I failed.
Their names still got taken so I felt kind of guilty.
Well, I am the Monitor, so I should take responsibility for these things.
Oh, and at the end of the day, the Olympics Committee was in full force.
Heheh.
Kind of a funny name.
I like it anyway.

Must I always remind you that your brain is the thing that's in between your ears and inside your skull?