Mar 23, 2004 20:10
I definitely got out of rehearsal today. Schwing.
I definitely have a nice yellow/green/brown bruise on my cheek. No schwing.
I couldn't sleep last night. I woke up a whole ten minutes earlier so I could eat breakfast with my steroid and mold. History was...well...history. We talked about the Great Depression and how OLR is cleansed by Joe's presence. Yeah, who knows. Choir was me...not singing.
And Aaron is a Boston College Dad.
Sorry, random interlude. Pre-Calc was me and Mr. Grey commiserating over the sadness of getting wisdom teeth pulled. Lunch was nibbling on cheez its. I live a sad life. Band was me not playing...and reading a whole lot of Trainspotting. I'm getting a hold of the whole Scottish accent thing. Next on my list is the movie. Rehearsal for three horrible hours because of the orchestra sucking. Me and Regis were like "..." It's cool. I got some homework done. I also lost one ballet slipper. I should probably locate that someday.
Everyone should come see The Music Man next week. It ownz0rz j00.
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet digging for kryptonite on this one way street.
No, really.