The thing is, I consider her to be one of my best friends. One of my closest, nicest, sweetest friends. So, yeah, it bit a little deeper than some other things. Meh.
Trumpets...hm. My friend N plays the trumpet. He's pretty good, though he never practices. He's the lead trumpet in the regular jazz band. I'm dreading concert band next year 'cause the trumpet section is going to be totally overpowering. *shudder* They're already loud enough as it is. Well, our lead trumpet is. He's amazing...and officially one of the top players in the state.
Annnyways. I'm going to my ex's party tonight. Er, I think I am. I'm still not fully decided. Might as well just go and hang out with my friends, though none of my really close friends are gonna be there. Or at least, none who I really want to talk to. Because, of course, they'll all be talking about D's party. Which really stinks. But you know what, I'll go for the dogs. His dogs are adorable. Oh, and I can talk to J. He'll help me keep my sanity, and Eric... *sigh* Thank goodness for my guy friends.
I'm about halfway through my book. I think. It's really annoying that I can't just read it all the way through. I had to pause to take a shower, and then I wanted to get on the computer, and I'm about to eat lunch so there's no point in reading it right now.
I have to say that flutes are amazing. For a section made up of all freshmen except for one Junior, our flute section rocks on high. Hehe...and Mr. W loves us. We never had to take that playing test from months and months ago...but that's more absent-mindedness on his part. I'm gonna go eat lunch now, toodles!
Edit: 480 posts! Only twenty more until I'm halfway there! Well, actually less, 'cause I've got more karma points somewhere. They're locked away in an iron box in the bottom of the darkest pit of Pluto.
Trumpets...hm. My friend N plays the trumpet. He's pretty good, though he never practices. He's the lead trumpet in the regular jazz band. I'm dreading concert band next year 'cause the trumpet section is going to be totally overpowering. *shudder* They're already loud enough as it is. Well, our lead trumpet is. He's amazing...and officially one of the top players in the state.
Annnyways. I'm going to my ex's party tonight. Er, I think I am. I'm still not fully decided. Might as well just go and hang out with my friends, though none of my really close friends are gonna be there. Or at least, none who I really want to talk to. Because, of course, they'll all be talking about D's party. Which really stinks. But you know what, I'll go for the dogs. His dogs are adorable. Oh, and I can talk to J. He'll help me keep my sanity, and Eric... *sigh* Thank goodness for my guy friends.
I'm about halfway through my book. I think. It's really annoying that I can't just read it all the way through. I had to pause to take a shower, and then I wanted to get on the computer, and I'm about to eat lunch so there's no point in reading it right now.
I have to say that flutes are amazing. For a section made up of all freshmen except for one Junior, our flute section rocks on high. Hehe...and Mr. W loves us. We never had to take that playing test from months and months ago...but that's more absent-mindedness on his part. I'm gonna go eat lunch now, toodles!
Edit: 480 posts! Only twenty more until I'm halfway there! Well, actually less, 'cause I've got more karma points somewhere. They're locked away in an iron box in the bottom of the darkest pit of Pluto.

It scares my parents, how much I like to drive. Oh well. I guess I should go to sleep or something...yeah...good night!
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! *pulls out hair* I can't even get to E-mail on my computer so I can send myself my stories and work on them. Vhai'd Lone One. At least I have internet. And did you know that I made a five and a half chapter out of only one sentence? BTW, I FINISHED TO VISIT THE QUEEN! I finished it either late late late the other day, or early early _early_ yesterday. I have no idea because I didn't have a watch or clock because I was camping. Now, where are the chapters of the Big Meow... *goes hunting*
) is 'ianitor' which means 'doorkeeper.' If you switch the first 'I' to a 'J' you have the word 'janitor.' So a janitor is really a doorkeeper, who'd have thunk it?
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