another sleepless night
shoooooot meee
the night before last night i started my english paper on great gatschlong at like midnight, didnt get to sleep till like 3:30 and i kept waking up even then. i had to get up at 5:30 for early morning orchestra rehearsal... you do the math. i was so wired from all the damn coffee i drank and the fruit snacks i ate to keep me awake. so i barely got through the last couple days. i go back to rowing yesterday to of coarse be shunned and bitched at for missing one practice in God knows how long.
today was a weird day. it was orchestra day!!! we didnt have to go to any classes we jsut played and rehearsed for orlando (6 days). we had this cool guest conductor come. he had a tight european accent, kind of polish sounding, but not really. he kept making up scripts to go along w/ our song, at one point a giant was stomping, another there was someone knocking and he said we were saying, "who is there, i dont know, but we'll see." at another point the cellos were playing in protest and we were given lyrics to say to our selves. double lunch was relieving. yeah zac didnt take us out because he's "not our father"........
so we order pizza and chilled at isa's. playing cello all day got pretty damn tiring, but running outside and lying down on the front lawn was a nice break- laughing at everyone inside. i was so tired at the end of the day i was really close to passing out. it was like 100 degrees in the room we were in. BEETHOVEN'S 5TH IS OFFICIALLY BURNED INTO MY BRAIN. dun.. dun.. duuuuuuuuuunnnnnn.... damn song!!
so thhhheeeeeeennnnnnnnnn we pick isa up for practice and she tells me that STG IS coming to detroit after all..... BUT ON EASTER, we'll be in fucking TENNESSEE. no good, no good, or like nardone put on my paper "ungood." they're coming w/ phantom planet, i am going to kill... something...
hans was being annoying at practice, but it was so funny- mary's oarlock came undone as we were rowing, she had to balance her oar across her lap, occasionally putting it over her head, it was a funny sight.
and guess what, BEETCHES?!
i have a fucking story to write for journalism due tomorrow. i haven't started it, it's on gambling in high school students and i have barely any research on it. CANNOT WAIT FOR THE WEEKEND
my dad'll be gone saturday, we've got the jt concert, mummy's bday on sunday
this'll be another shitty night, yeay
why am i updating now
i forgot what a great band... random i know... blues traveler is, especially the song the mountains win again
im obsessed w/ this song Baker Street by Gerry Rafferty nowadays.
ive picked up the elementary school habit of sticking juice boxes in the freezer and eating them frozen again. i froze one too much last night so i stuck it in the microwave.... it started buzzing really loudly and it lit up neon/electric blue. i open it up and it's on fire! i forgot about the aluminum foil lining...
i had to throw it away...
i was sad...
THIS WEATHER IS AWESOME
paper to write, not awesome
nardone's a horny, pathetic, adulterous man
i am not happy right now
the night before last night i started my english paper on great gatschlong at like midnight, didnt get to sleep till like 3:30 and i kept waking up even then. i had to get up at 5:30 for early morning orchestra rehearsal... you do the math. i was so wired from all the damn coffee i drank and the fruit snacks i ate to keep me awake. so i barely got through the last couple days. i go back to rowing yesterday to of coarse be shunned and bitched at for missing one practice in God knows how long.
today was a weird day. it was orchestra day!!! we didnt have to go to any classes we jsut played and rehearsed for orlando (6 days). we had this cool guest conductor come. he had a tight european accent, kind of polish sounding, but not really. he kept making up scripts to go along w/ our song, at one point a giant was stomping, another there was someone knocking and he said we were saying, "who is there, i dont know, but we'll see." at another point the cellos were playing in protest and we were given lyrics to say to our selves. double lunch was relieving. yeah zac didnt take us out because he's "not our father"........
so we order pizza and chilled at isa's. playing cello all day got pretty damn tiring, but running outside and lying down on the front lawn was a nice break- laughing at everyone inside. i was so tired at the end of the day i was really close to passing out. it was like 100 degrees in the room we were in. BEETHOVEN'S 5TH IS OFFICIALLY BURNED INTO MY BRAIN. dun.. dun.. duuuuuuuuuunnnnnn.... damn song!!
so thhhheeeeeeennnnnnnnnn we pick isa up for practice and she tells me that STG IS coming to detroit after all..... BUT ON EASTER, we'll be in fucking TENNESSEE. no good, no good, or like nardone put on my paper "ungood." they're coming w/ phantom planet, i am going to kill... something...
hans was being annoying at practice, but it was so funny- mary's oarlock came undone as we were rowing, she had to balance her oar across her lap, occasionally putting it over her head, it was a funny sight.
and guess what, BEETCHES?!
i have a fucking story to write for journalism due tomorrow. i haven't started it, it's on gambling in high school students and i have barely any research on it. CANNOT WAIT FOR THE WEEKEND
my dad'll be gone saturday, we've got the jt concert, mummy's bday on sunday
this'll be another shitty night, yeay
why am i updating now
i forgot what a great band... random i know... blues traveler is, especially the song the mountains win again
im obsessed w/ this song Baker Street by Gerry Rafferty nowadays.
ive picked up the elementary school habit of sticking juice boxes in the freezer and eating them frozen again. i froze one too much last night so i stuck it in the microwave.... it started buzzing really loudly and it lit up neon/electric blue. i open it up and it's on fire! i forgot about the aluminum foil lining...
i had to throw it away...
i was sad...
THIS WEATHER IS AWESOME
paper to write, not awesome
nardone's a horny, pathetic, adulterous man
i am not happy right now