Band, Boys, and Bitchy Sisters
OMG life is good, and this is a good (ironically appriopriate song, Don't Drag Me Down, Social Distortion kicks ass!!). Well, could be better, but as far as I am concerned, who gives a fuck? I got one A and therest A+'s on my courseworks, and am essentially finished except exams, which start May 10th and go to the 20-something of March. Should be easy, breezy beautiful! Band was great, they are easily one of the best jazz bands I've heard (considering they all have day jobs), and I am really honored to have been invited back and it's all good. Mwahahaa! They are so fun to play with too, I think I did really well considering I was sight-reading some pretty tough, and some not so tough, pieces, felt good about myself. And Laurel and I have been arguing non-stop for two days, we stayed up for 40 minutes laying in bed arguing because neither of us wanted to give in first. She did. That was after I had gotten home from band at 11ish and I was shot. So the next day, after a very hard polo practice, the guy upstairs was playing his bass. . . . all well and fine, considering he started at 7 and quit at twelve. Fucker. I was shot and wanted to sleep but couldn't. Bitch. Seriously, you've got an amp, use freaking headphones at that time of night. But nehoo when I got to sleep it was marvelous. I am avoiding the important thing, that guy. Ergh yes that guy. Well he was supposed to show up at practice last night, and SURPRISE!! didn't. We were supposed to figure out something to do then. I swear, I must really scare the shit out of guys, in many ways. It's situations like this that make me discount all "Ohhh you're so gorgeous" remarks. But his older brother was friendly which made me think for a fleeting moment I'd gotten their names screwed up (OH NO!) but am pretty sure I did no such thing. As far as I'm concerned, he dropped a few levels if he didn't have the balls to say no in the first place. I feel like I should be hurt, but honestly I really could care less; but am only disapointed because everyone around me acts like I should be. I honestly didn't want to date an English (NOTE ENGLISH, IRISH AND SCOTS ARE STILL SEXY AS HELL) just mostly cause they're all really immature, and racist (that is generalizing but at this point I'm allowed); so honestly, who gives a shit? I don't know why I keep saying that, I've made my point. I think where it really hammers home is that it's not. . . well okay it is the first time something like this has happened. My friends keep telling me if he doesn't call in by the weekend, write him off. Ha. Already have. I am such a dork. Much Love!!