K how's this:
I left my CD player in the band room on Wednesday. The CD in it happens to be one that is very important to me emotionally, so I emailed the teacher and he said he put in another teachers office (Since he doesn't have one), and I happen to HATE this taecher. SO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH #@($&#*&@#(&%(*&#@(^%(#@*$(*#@&$(*#@$(//.
SOMEONE keeps talking to me, everytime I come online and I don't hold it against her or anything, but I can't handle listening to her problems. So I came back from a really great show and was full of energy, but now I kinda feel like crying 'cause I can't do anything. AAAAAAAgh.
Today I went into the freshman band at my old school to play with the 'nets. The thirds hadn't seen me before so they asked me what grade I was in. I said, "Uh...I'm a freshman!" "Ok...what grade are you
supposed to be in?" "I'm a freshman! ...
in college."
I went to a show and was helping out beforehand and ended putting tape all over my face. Was great. And even better was that NO ONE ASKED. Well, one person eventually.
And guard guys are HOT.
Ok, I'm done now.
I'm bored.