Yoooo
Hey yous guyEEEES.
What's up with everyone?
Last night was a tard. I came home at 7:30, nothing unusual about me returning at 7:30 except my fucking mother (Becky the Bitch, or Beast...if the Lord so moves you) and fucking father (Lawrence the Laceration in my future).
So, i get home to my father (half naked), a fat woman and a becky cutting up the magnolia tree. Then father LEPT over a building, faster than a speeding bullet train, to come yell at me. Why? Who the hell knows. What i listening? nooo...Could I tell you a word he said? (yes, if you want a common word like "You little shit head", but other than that....nope) Did he allow me an oppotunity to tell him why i was home at 7:30 (like everyday) no...did he hit me? yes. Should parents do that? no...did i forgive him? Not yet. bastard.
The good news it...MY FIRST ORCHESTRA AUDITION IS IN JUNE!!! I might get a real music job after all before i graduate high school. yay. Greenville Symphony Orchestra Horn IV - Jason Ward (16) yay! Granted I won't get the job. Every good horn player in the area is going to be auditioning for this. but i am still excited. It is the actual audition experience that is going to matter most to me. one must have this practice. but yeah...definatly excited as hell.
I found a CD of the Malcolm Aronold Fantasy i am palying, and i really like the piece alot alot more now after hearing it. wow...it is so much better than any of the other fantasies too. haha every other instument. hahahahahaha. Ingrid stood me up at the library though. hoe bag.
ok, i need to go start getting ready to get to school...gotsa take a math test thing...wooo
the INFALLIBLE (jack...)
bennett.
addendum: Margaret, thank you for refering to me as "bennett" yesterday, even if was more of a joke than more of a for serious...thank you anyway.
Nick spoke outloud. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNND "Incomingappocalype"
What's up with everyone?
Last night was a tard. I came home at 7:30, nothing unusual about me returning at 7:30 except my fucking mother (Becky the Bitch, or Beast...if the Lord so moves you) and fucking father (Lawrence the Laceration in my future).
So, i get home to my father (half naked), a fat woman and a becky cutting up the magnolia tree. Then father LEPT over a building, faster than a speeding bullet train, to come yell at me. Why? Who the hell knows. What i listening? nooo...Could I tell you a word he said? (yes, if you want a common word like "You little shit head", but other than that....nope) Did he allow me an oppotunity to tell him why i was home at 7:30 (like everyday) no...did he hit me? yes. Should parents do that? no...did i forgive him? Not yet. bastard.
The good news it...MY FIRST ORCHESTRA AUDITION IS IN JUNE!!! I might get a real music job after all before i graduate high school. yay. Greenville Symphony Orchestra Horn IV - Jason Ward (16) yay! Granted I won't get the job. Every good horn player in the area is going to be auditioning for this. but i am still excited. It is the actual audition experience that is going to matter most to me. one must have this practice. but yeah...definatly excited as hell.
I found a CD of the Malcolm Aronold Fantasy i am palying, and i really like the piece alot alot more now after hearing it. wow...it is so much better than any of the other fantasies too. haha every other instument. hahahahahaha. Ingrid stood me up at the library though. hoe bag.
ok, i need to go start getting ready to get to school...gotsa take a math test thing...wooo
the INFALLIBLE (jack...)
bennett.
addendum: Margaret, thank you for refering to me as "bennett" yesterday, even if was more of a joke than more of a for serious...thank you anyway.
Nick spoke outloud. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNND "Incomingappocalype"