Sad News, Glad News

Hello people. I hope that you are well. I have good news, and sad news. The good news is, I tried out for mascot and got the job. (Even though I think I totally sucked. I was so awkward. I forgot how to use my limbs to form a dance move.) The sad news is that I need to stop weekday blogging. 😞
It is just too much to balance with school and now cheer and journalism. (Technically journalism is school and so is cheer but they cut into my free time.) So this is my last weekday blog post (probably) until the summer. I also have a bible verse for y'all.
Philippians 2:14-15

Do everything without grumbling or arguing, 15 so that you may become blameless and pure, “children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation.” Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky

That just happens to be the text I'm trying to remember today. I don't know what version it is. I prefer King James though. Okay, you guys have a good day. I need to watch the news for journalism.

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