Ugh!

Well it turns out "Armadillius Daffengale" is a mystery. He is either a 7th grader, 8th grader, or... a 9th grader. But 9th graders aren't supposed to do modified sports, right? He goes to a public school. Gates-Chili. You're not supposed to do a modified sport if you're GOOD and you're in NINTH grade. So I don't think he is.

Between 7th and 8th grade - there are SO many records that say he is in 8th grade, and the newspaper said he was in 7th! LIKE WTF. Can you trust Democrat and Chronicle?

I am also not excited for my piano recital this Sunday, or my long course meet that I have to swim the 400 meter freestyle this Saturday.

I *am* excited for Solo festival this Thursday. Isn't that weird? I think I'm only saying I'm excited because I don't want to epically fail and roll over in my grave thinking about how nervous I actually am. So I'm excited. Jumpy. ECSTATIC!

Okay. Bye.