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it was at my old school, and for some reason there was a 5th floor (and a 4th floor too, since there were only 3...but that doesn't matter.) so when you took the stairs up there, it was a crazy attic with all these nice things. if you kept walking through, you came upon this ice cream place. it looked like an ice cream place that would be in a tiny ski resort, and outside of the windows you could see snow blowing around. a woman and her son who looked about 20 were the only workers there. it was obvious they were waiting for somebody. they gave me ice cream and it was delicious. i asked them "how often does anyone come up here?" and the woman replied "maybe one person every two weeks." and that made me really sad for some reason.
anyway. yesterday was our first city heroes workday. it was actually all right, it wasn't as much COMMUNITY LOVE RESPECT! we got our permanent teams and i like mine a lot. every group has about 15 boys and girls, but barely anyone from our group came, so it ended up being 5 girls. we called each other the spice girls, which was not my decision, and i had to be baby spice.
afterwards, i dragged david and steve to the PDT nutcracker. neither of them had ever watched it, and it was hilarious seeing their faces. we sat next to sarah and coley and they fell in love with steve, so he was preoccupied pretty much the whole second act. so i for that time i tried to explain to david what all the different dances were and where they came from and we laughed at the really little ballerinas who didn't dance in unison.
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