I swear in that moment we were infinite.
Im reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower...again. Im convinced its the best book Ive read in these here sixteen years. I think its because its so...what's the word?...pure. It scares me because its like Im reading about myself. I want to meet a boy like Charlie.
In other news, theres this band festival thing going on and a bunch of symphonic bands are coming here from other parts of Montana to play w/ us and do clinics and stuff. Instead of getting hotels for all of these band kids, My school is "housing them" so two girls Ive never met before will be living with me for a few days. It should be fun, Im looking forward to it.
Ive been thinking about Ryan Clancy alot lately.
My coping skills generally suck I guess. Its just like anything else dealing with death; I get the initial shock but I dont grieve like everybody else. I put it all in the back of my mind and at the most random times they come back. Be it a dead loved one,or just an incident I pretend never happened. I wish I had someone to talk to who would just listen and not judge anyone. Maybe that way I could get it out of my system.
Me and sarahbeth are making shirts today for the state basketball game. I made it on the list of band kids who get to go play in Butte...where ever that is.
Im really excited. the whole school is. Its not that often our little ghetto school get recognized for being something special. Which is a shame, because the people at my school are great people.
In other news, theres this band festival thing going on and a bunch of symphonic bands are coming here from other parts of Montana to play w/ us and do clinics and stuff. Instead of getting hotels for all of these band kids, My school is "housing them" so two girls Ive never met before will be living with me for a few days. It should be fun, Im looking forward to it.
Ive been thinking about Ryan Clancy alot lately.
My coping skills generally suck I guess. Its just like anything else dealing with death; I get the initial shock but I dont grieve like everybody else. I put it all in the back of my mind and at the most random times they come back. Be it a dead loved one,or just an incident I pretend never happened. I wish I had someone to talk to who would just listen and not judge anyone. Maybe that way I could get it out of my system.
Me and sarahbeth are making shirts today for the state basketball game. I made it on the list of band kids who get to go play in Butte...where ever that is.
Im really excited. the whole school is. Its not that often our little ghetto school get recognized for being something special. Which is a shame, because the people at my school are great people.