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witless

8-29-'xx: 2:15am

one day until school and i have like...a bug bite on the side of my face. of COURSE. next, all my hair will fall out. you just watch.

today was another pretty much wasted day. well, up until the 5 hours of marching band...and let me tell you, that shot the hell out of my evening.

i hung around the house...my glasses came in the mail but of course, i didn't hear the mail lady knock so i had to run her down to collect the package. then, shortly thereafter, i went to the store. i didn't know tanner was working at food pavilion...but i guess he is because i saw him there. i waved and continued looking down the aisles for what i'd come for. "what are you looking for?" he asked, with a tone in his voice that made it sound like it was his job. understandable.

"nothing..." i said. i mean...of course i was lying...but it would have been too embarassing for him to have to remind me where the tampons were. i mean...it's not like he's a "crush" or anything (HA! tanner? yeah, right) but...it would have been...embarassing? yeah. really. so i found them myself.

anyway, then i went home and sat around a little more before my godawful 5 hour practice. it was at 4. two hours of guard, three of marhcing band. and it went by pretty fast considering it was so...long (did i mention that it was a long practice? ha ha)...but it didn't make it any more fun. i love marching band (i admit it. i'm crazy), but i HATE marching band rehersal. it's like rubbing a cheesegrater across your skin or something...except it's worth it in the end and that's not. at least...i don't see how it could be. that sounds like it would just hurt a lot.

and god was merciful with me...we didn't do run-throughs. phew. i live to see the sun rise once again. well, metephorically speaking, at least. because the chances of me being awake for the sunrise are...survey says: zero. i had a glorious plan to get up at 4:30am but...ha...and while i'm at it, why don't i just go outside and pick a million dollars off my money tree? yeah. there are your odds, right there.

and this is for lizzy: you will pray for death. i know that doesn't make sense to anyone else but...she gets my drift. haha!

anyway. so, of COURSE, i have guard practice tomorrow. and i love guard and all...but i thought about it. i should have talked to mrs lane and got that one cancelled...because it's the last day before classes start and...i dunno. it just seems like it should be a day to relax, or SOMETHING. gather our wits so we can go back into the daily grind without...going nuts? yeah. well...the going nuts part is inevitable but...it would still be nice to be able to delay it some.

and so tomorrow i'm going to ruth's house to watch some new anime series she's discovered. now, if you know me...you know my opinion on anime...but heres a reminder: some is good. some is not. just like everything else. JUST because it's anime doesn't mean i'm going to like it. or treat it any differently than anything else. and chances are...i'm not going to get it and i'm going to have to have it explained. why? because america has rotted my brain beyond the mental capacity needed to comprehed some of that japanese stuff. or something like that.

well. it's late. i should be getting to bed. savor the last few hours i have to sleep in and generally be lazy. sigh. one more year. one more year.

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