A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

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Yes, it has been a while, I know... but time is irrelevant according to Albert Einstein. Anyway, things around school are winding down; of course Martin was going to sabotage Homecoming. Fortunately for all you lovers out there I talked him out of it. Lucky you I have amazing powers of persuasion. But enough of that, my contact who goes to Franklin alerted me that there was gonna be a band competition there, and that the Spartans were making an appearance. I honestly didn’t want to go, but something kept telling me that it was going to epic. I went, watched Martin nearly bowl over a freshman, noted hundreds of screw-ups in all of the bands, and ate powdered donuts. To my amazement, Stevenson took home a 3-dimensional trophy for second place! Weird. Anyways, I went home, got bored, walked around town, etc; seriously jacked up day. Anyways, life gets really boring. But at least it’s worth living. And another thing, when you see Martin, tell him he's an idiot for me; thanks.
~Anonymous