Good eyes, sniper
Im sitting in the dorm room all by my lonesome because Becky decided to go to that stupid concert band that our school formed to give Chapman a reason for existing. Im really bored, and to make matters worse I have quintet rehearsal in about a half an hour. Dont get me wrong, we sound good in that group, I just despise playing in it. In fact, I think I hate it. Yes, hate is a strong word, but this class is worthy of it. Given that its not a complete waste of my life like the jazz sax ensemble is, its still rather boring and the people in it seem to think that they own this school and can talk about it behind its back. I do that a lot as well, but I do it to everyone and about everyone, not just the authority figures. So shame on you all, their older and smarter than you. For now. We shall probably surpass everyone working here eventually (hopefully, it shouldnt be too tough), but we'll see. L8r