1.
Dr: So Jac, what's your sourcework?
Jac: Well since Rozhinkes (Ro-shin-kess) is about a mother who wants her child to live a more prosperous life, it always reminds me of...it always reminds me of Fiddler On The Roof because in the song, the mother wants her child to be a merchant, to be able to sell all these goods and be prosperous,-
Eri: "You're going to me a merchant, Timmy!"
Jac: "But mother, fair me no merchant job!"
Me: "But I don't want to make toys. I want to be a dentist!"
Dr: "What? You don't want to make toys?!"
Con: "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Nic: "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Kam: "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Ana: "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Isa: *across the room* "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Tay: "Hermie doesn't want to make toys!"
Con, Nic, Kam, Ana, Isa, And Tay: "You don't want to make toys!!"
Me: Why did that work so well as a chain?!?

2.
Choir: *walking to science building*
Con: Okay, so we're passing by the president of the campus's house! Don't do anything stupid!
Gab: Let's moon 'im!
Con: Let's not listen to Gab! We can start there!

3.
Choir: *walking into the science building*
Con: Okay, now we are in the Science buildings! Let's not do anything stupid!
Ver: *holding the door*
Ver: *falls on Con* Trust fall!
Con: *stops her* No.

4.
Choir: *waiting for people to get back from the bathroom*
Lor: *looks at my ring* (it's just a simple one with two little diamonds and a blue topaz that my grandma got for me)
Me: *wearing my ring on my left ring finger do it would be easier to take off*
Lor: Ruthie, I like your ring.
Me: Thank you!
Lor: Is that a promise ring?
Tay: *talking to Jay and Joe*
Tay: *turns around* It better not be!!
Me: *walks up to him with my hands on my hips* Yeah? And so what if it is...a ring that my grandma got me?
Tay: Carry on! *turns back to his conversation*
Me: o-O (I mean, Im this 5 foot tall nugget that just squared up to this 6'6" foot tall broad ass man. He was literally, no fucking lie, looking down!)

5.
Choir: *singing If I Had A Hammer while waiting to tie-dye shirts*
S: A-aaaalllllll over, a-aaaaaalllllll over, a-aaaallllll over-
A: Over, all over, all oveeeerrrrr-
T: Love between my brothers and my sisters. Love's all over-
B: Over, all over, all over, all over-
S,A,T,B: This land!!
S,A,T,B: *claps 5 times*
Isa: MY BANDS BROKE!!!

6.
Choir: *waking upstairs for dinner*
Eri: *has shorts on that are a bit too short*
Nic: Damn Eri, your ass is hanging out of your shorts!
Me: *walking backwards* Walking away.
Kam: *looks at Nic* BOI.
Con: We gon' die.
Ana: Fuck-
Isa: *catapulted himself over the railing* nOPE!
(Eri is this chick who you DONT cross!! She is on her school's men's hockey team, and even the guys on the team are afraid of her!! And if you can remember back to June, she was the girl who told me that my parents "didn't teach me anything about minding my own damn business" when she thought I was staring at her, and then proceeded to scare me shitless for the remainder of tour.)

7.
Gab and Con: *talking about McCree*
Me: Oh Con's gonna be that next Tuesday.
Tay: What's next Tuesday?
Me: Halloween.
Sop: *slams her phone down* Oh by the way!!
Tay, Con, Gab, and Me: *jumps*
Sop: Why do you guys no have rehearsal on Halloween?!
Gab: Oh wait a minute! You guys don't!!
Tay: Shhh!!
Con: Quiet, you fools!!
Me: Why did we have to deal with an angry Dr last year and you don't have to this year?!
Con: We have three college kids, two 16 year olds, a 13 year old, and a 12 year old!! We all appear too old to trick-or-treat!!
Sop: Then it shouldn't be a big deal!! If no one will be gone, have rehearsal!! The fact that you guys don't have rehearsal is bull!! It's crap, mahogany, shenanigans!!
Tay: It's reasonable!!
Me: I call "malarkey"!!
Isa: *walks up to me* Can I have your Rice Krispie treat-
Me: No!!
(I soon found out that 5 our of the 7 people were either going t-o-t or taking younger siblings, and Dr went "Y'know, you guys are pretty good with your music. I think you can have this one day off. Enjoy Halloween.")

8.
Gab, Con, and Me: *talking about Overwatch*
Me: Oh, kinda speaking of Overwatch, Ale has a PS4.
Con: Name?
Me: It's either *name* or *name*. Everyone was screaming and I couldn't hear well.
Con: Okay. Wait, how'd you link him to Overwatch?
Me: Overwatch is for the PS4?
Con: Oh okay. What games does he have?
Me: I know he has Destiny, but I don't know if he has any of his downloaded games.
Gab: Has he ever played Overwatch?
Me: Dunno. Let me ask. *texts Ale*
3 Minutes Later
Me: *reads text* "I've played it, but I don't own it."
Con and Gab: He needs to get it!
Me: Should I tell him "My friends are saying you need to get it, but Overwatch is a powerful drug."?
Gab: Leave out the "drugs" part.
Con: He will learn. He will learn that Overwatch is a powerful and dangerous drug that comes with neither rehab nor a cure.
Me: ...What the fuck?

9.
12:45 pm
Isa: *walks in* Where's the "I woke up at 7 or 8 o'clock this morning" squad?
Half of the choir: Hi.
Isa: Where's the "I just woke up an hour ago" squad?
Me: Hello!!
Isa: I found my squad!!