This Week In 8CH

By Anonymous -
LIFE IS BUSY! There is a lot to balance at the moment. I have opera most of the time, and if I'm not doing opera, I have WADS of homework to finish. We had a speaker come in that was in a wheelchair. He spoke about his experience and how he has gotten through life with a disability. My highlight of the week was buddy class. 8CH gets together with 3PM every Friday after math. My buddy is Oscar. He is the most adorable person ever! He gives lots of hugs but he's a bit spastic sometimes. I was in and out of class this whole week with opera, so I have some catching up to do. But that's what the weekends are for! Babette is an interesting character to play because she flirts with EVERYONE. Im music we are doing songwriting and we are in a band. My band consists of: Max F, Maddison, Nathan, Dhiren and I. We have a song called 'notes'. It's coming along really well. I'm very tired most of the time as I have a lot of homework and other commitments. So if I'm grouchy...don't take it the wrong way. ;) We had speech finals this week, and I was in it. My speech was 'Boys are a mystery'. I didn't get a place but I was very happy for Joanna and Max, who placed in the top 3. 

 Catch ya later. 

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