Cookout!

We are having a Jeddi cookout on Friday next week! We are each picking something to bring to this potluck. The reason we are waiting 'till Friday is because we want everybody to have a chance to decide what they are going to bring. Why so much bother about what we are going to bring? Well, we are having a contest, and whoever makes the best dish gets his picture hung up on the wall of the Jeddi temple along with a notecard that says: Best Baker of the Year. I think Master Wendu will bring his fudge marble cake. He will no doubt win. But I am bringing a taco salad (my mom's recipe!) just in case fate chooses a different winner...

Lessons etc.

Okay, what's the big deal???!!! Padmae found out about my being able to use ballet skills in fighting! I am so annoyed. (Did you tell her Siri?)
Anyway, speaking of lessons, I missed by first bass lesson due to being captured by Count Dukoo (read post here), but am planning to do my class this week.

Freedom!

Alright! I am finally home! Let me tell you the story: as most of you know, Count Dukoo captured me on Wednesday. I finally got up enough force strength to bust the cell door open. But, oh dear! Count Dukoo met me in the hallway. Apparently he was on the way to his room to play some video games or something... Anyway, he pulled out his lightsaber and started advancing. The battle went on for 10 minutes, and finally, I remembered all the twirls and somersaults I learned in my ballet class. I confused him so much, that he got dizzy and fell kerplunk on the floor. As I was exiting, I saw a storm trooper come down the hall with some aspirin. So Padmae signing me up for ballet actually helped me! (But I sure hope she doesn't find out!)

In Danger!

I can't write a long post.  I brought my cellphone to Count Dukoo's place when I went on my special mission, and am text messaging a post.  But I have to do it quick before the guard notices I have a phone and takes it away!  Why am I under guard you may ask?  Well, because I got ambushed by an innumerable amount of droids while I was wandering around in Count Dukoo's ship looking for the said sithe and am now in a cell.  I don't want to call for help with my cellphone (ha, that's funny: a cellphone in a cell!) because I want to do this myself.  I will write a post when I get back.  (Don't be impatient, it may be a couple of days...)

Special Training

I am traveling to count Dukoo's ship tomorrow to fight him for some special training on how to fight dangerous sithes. BY MYSELF!. I will be back on Wednesday (to account for possible mishaps [like, getting imprisoned!]). I am busy tonight packing so I don't have much time to talk. I will tell all about it when I get back. See ya!

Now Why Didn't I Think of That?!!!

Okay, now I am really annoyed!  Last night I had my recital, and it was great!  I did not have to wear a tutu.  I got to wear my black jeddi suit.  It would have been a successful night except for the fact that Mrs. Harding made me wear one of those tiaras that all of her ballet dancers wear on their recital nights!  I used my force powers to make her say I would not have to wear a tutu, but I neglected to think about the question of embarrassing headgear!  (I know you were laughing, Siri, but I appreciate the fact that nobody brought a camera!)

Rock Band

You know how Master Wendu and Master Yoduh were practicing songs for a band they are starting?  They are thinking of calling the band Lightsaber Pros.  I am about to take bass lessons.  I will do them every Thursday around 8:00 PM starting next week!  I am excited!  This is going to be an interesting alternative for ballet.  So how doest this tie in to the Jeddi band?  Well, think about it...  When I learn I plan to join them!  (Though, considering the trouble we had last time, we may not want to practice at my house!)

 

Gotta run!  I have to do my recital tonight!  (Thank goodness I don't have to wear a tutu!)