I Want To Live In Fire...
There's been a few days that I've skipped on updating my live journal. Quite a bit has happened, but I just havent had the time to update here...mainly since I've been wanting to get to sleep earlier but it always seems that I get bed at least an hour later than I plan.
Ok, well day 1 that I skipped out on:
That night I talked to Brittany alllllll night about how she had gotten grounded from John for 4 WEEKS (oooo, that's a month) for talking back to her dad. It really was total BS because she was going to the bathroom as they were calling her for dinner so she had to yell back from the basement that she was...uhm...busy.
We went over a way for her to re-negotiate a punishment and came up with some damn good reasons. They really came in handy, we also went over how to speak as she said the reasons...seeing as the "problem" that they had in the first place was her tone of voice.
Day 2:
Hung around all day doing nothing except homework and such. My mom, Brittany, and myself were eating dinner when Brittany mentioned that this radio station (the only one that she get reception on in the basement) plays the same song over and over again. It happened to be a song by "Wham!" something like, "Never Gonna Dance Again" or something. Not sure...
But my mom went to her CD stack and dusted off the old Wham! albums and we opened every blind in the house, turned on all the lights (and since it was night time everyone would be able to see us...since that was the intent) then blasted that song loud enough to make Helen Keller wake from the dead. We all danced like idiots to some Wham! songs...then Brit and I got out the good 'ol BLACK ALBUM!!!
We "jammed" to Enter Sandman and Sad But True until our necks killed from headbanging and we were dripping sweat...ahhh, good times...good times...
Day 3:
This was the day that Brittany talked to her dad about how she wanted to get a different punishment. After about a half hour discussion, they came to the new punishment:
Not to see John for the rest of the Week
Extra chores (mainly dishes) for the next 3 weeks
Pretty damn good...w00t...go mediating skillz0rz!
Day 4:
This was....yester...day? I think...timmad dog. We had to march outside in the rain for 4 hours afterschool to pre-game and half time. That really sucked. I guess we can all blame the st00pid feshman for their crappy ass marching techniques.
TODAY:
Hmm, we did more marching in band class but this time is was the upperclassmen only and we were marching in the parking lot x_x
Went well...then we went inside and got our chair audition pieces. I figured I would play it on the flute since most of the notes were too high or too low for the piccolo. So I brought out my flute (which I havent played for months now) and to my TOTAL surprise...I couldn't get ANY notes out up the octive. I was feaking out. I have to learn this music in a couple weeks and re-teach myself how to blow into my flute at the same time. Damn piccolo changing my ombecure....
After school I went to Starbucks and got a Chai Latte and sipped it down cooly as I seamlessly worked from one physics problem to the next. Ahhh, the simple pleasures in life. After about 40 minutes, I went to Ace Hardware and filled out a W-4 (I'm working there now *grin grin*) and met some of my co-workers.
We have Pops (my assistant manager) who is really cool. We talked about game cube, mario, and some resident evil before he starting showing me around the store. I'm going to be working cashier so this girl named Kelly is stepping up to train me. Fun stuff man...fun stuff...
So after a couple hours at Ace, I went with my mom to look at some trucks. She was thinking of getting me one (and I would pay her back in installments) but it turns out they were too unsafe. They had a metal steering wheel and no air bag, oh yeah and the seatbelt only went across your lap...not across your chest. It's a death-mobile!
So we're still a-lookin' and we ain't a-findin'....
On the way home we went by Taco Bell and I was SO hungry I was shaking pretty badly and getting a bad headache. I hadn't had time to eat lunch that day since I had a club meeting at flex block (lunch time/activity time) which took up a lot of time. By the time we were pulling up in the driveway I was feeling feverish and had to jump out of the car. I pulled my hair back, expecting to throw up...but it was just that nauseaous feeling your get when you're so hungry you can't eat.
Walked in the door and had to wait a couple minutes before I got my appetite back, then I had a Chalupa, a soft shell taco, and another weird soft shell taco (it had extra cheese or something). I still had a headache after I ate so I took some Aleve and my mom freaked out. She thinks I'm "copying Brittany" with having a headache and that I probably just wanted to take them for no reason...because yeah, I like having an apparently "non-existant" headache escalate into a migrane so that I can ruin my stomach and blow up my liver. No doubt...
Anywho, I'm pretty tired...and I have a BIG day tomorrow. I need to get to sleep and wake up early, much much much marching tomorrow. *Sigh* Oh well...friggin' marching band...
Cause I've found my path,
~Genova Avonej
Ok, well day 1 that I skipped out on:
That night I talked to Brittany alllllll night about how she had gotten grounded from John for 4 WEEKS (oooo, that's a month) for talking back to her dad. It really was total BS because she was going to the bathroom as they were calling her for dinner so she had to yell back from the basement that she was...uhm...busy.
We went over a way for her to re-negotiate a punishment and came up with some damn good reasons. They really came in handy, we also went over how to speak as she said the reasons...seeing as the "problem" that they had in the first place was her tone of voice.
Day 2:
Hung around all day doing nothing except homework and such. My mom, Brittany, and myself were eating dinner when Brittany mentioned that this radio station (the only one that she get reception on in the basement) plays the same song over and over again. It happened to be a song by "Wham!" something like, "Never Gonna Dance Again" or something. Not sure...
But my mom went to her CD stack and dusted off the old Wham! albums and we opened every blind in the house, turned on all the lights (and since it was night time everyone would be able to see us...since that was the intent) then blasted that song loud enough to make Helen Keller wake from the dead. We all danced like idiots to some Wham! songs...then Brit and I got out the good 'ol BLACK ALBUM!!!
We "jammed" to Enter Sandman and Sad But True until our necks killed from headbanging and we were dripping sweat...ahhh, good times...good times...
Day 3:
This was the day that Brittany talked to her dad about how she wanted to get a different punishment. After about a half hour discussion, they came to the new punishment:
Not to see John for the rest of the Week
Extra chores (mainly dishes) for the next 3 weeks
Pretty damn good...w00t...go mediating skillz0rz!
Day 4:
This was....yester...day? I think...timmad dog. We had to march outside in the rain for 4 hours afterschool to pre-game and half time. That really sucked. I guess we can all blame the st00pid feshman for their crappy ass marching techniques.
TODAY:
Hmm, we did more marching in band class but this time is was the upperclassmen only and we were marching in the parking lot x_x
Went well...then we went inside and got our chair audition pieces. I figured I would play it on the flute since most of the notes were too high or too low for the piccolo. So I brought out my flute (which I havent played for months now) and to my TOTAL surprise...I couldn't get ANY notes out up the octive. I was feaking out. I have to learn this music in a couple weeks and re-teach myself how to blow into my flute at the same time. Damn piccolo changing my ombecure....
After school I went to Starbucks and got a Chai Latte and sipped it down cooly as I seamlessly worked from one physics problem to the next. Ahhh, the simple pleasures in life. After about 40 minutes, I went to Ace Hardware and filled out a W-4 (I'm working there now *grin grin*) and met some of my co-workers.
We have Pops (my assistant manager) who is really cool. We talked about game cube, mario, and some resident evil before he starting showing me around the store. I'm going to be working cashier so this girl named Kelly is stepping up to train me. Fun stuff man...fun stuff...
So after a couple hours at Ace, I went with my mom to look at some trucks. She was thinking of getting me one (and I would pay her back in installments) but it turns out they were too unsafe. They had a metal steering wheel and no air bag, oh yeah and the seatbelt only went across your lap...not across your chest. It's a death-mobile!
So we're still a-lookin' and we ain't a-findin'....
On the way home we went by Taco Bell and I was SO hungry I was shaking pretty badly and getting a bad headache. I hadn't had time to eat lunch that day since I had a club meeting at flex block (lunch time/activity time) which took up a lot of time. By the time we were pulling up in the driveway I was feeling feverish and had to jump out of the car. I pulled my hair back, expecting to throw up...but it was just that nauseaous feeling your get when you're so hungry you can't eat.
Walked in the door and had to wait a couple minutes before I got my appetite back, then I had a Chalupa, a soft shell taco, and another weird soft shell taco (it had extra cheese or something). I still had a headache after I ate so I took some Aleve and my mom freaked out. She thinks I'm "copying Brittany" with having a headache and that I probably just wanted to take them for no reason...because yeah, I like having an apparently "non-existant" headache escalate into a migrane so that I can ruin my stomach and blow up my liver. No doubt...
Anywho, I'm pretty tired...and I have a BIG day tomorrow. I need to get to sleep and wake up early, much much much marching tomorrow. *Sigh* Oh well...friggin' marching band...
Cause I've found my path,
~Genova Avonej