all our fears fall on deaf ears

[paige_ballerina]

friday night=football game. that was a good time. i freaking love marching band. its so much fun. i dont even remember the score at the end of the game but i know we lost. big surprise. i think deptford pretty much always kicks our ass. yesterday was our first competition at oxford. on the way there we stopped for food and i went to mcdonalds with the drumline and a few others. that was a funny time to say the least. 'i'm gonna go in' 'no i'm gonna go in' 'ok cool' HAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA. 'ok.. everybody.. RUUUNNN!!.. WAAAAIT!' halahsdfhhahahahhaha omg. yeah. you had to be there hxc. falling on the ground laughing never felt so good. oh and i cant leave out.. HEY GUYS!! I FOUND A WHEEL!! yeah. so we got back on the bus and had some good times on they way there. after we got to the school we practiced for awhile and stuff. i hoenstly went into it not expecting anything awesome but still tried to do my best. we came in 3rd place out of like 4 bands but then they did special awards. we definatly got BEST GUARD which was probably the best feeling ever. i haven't felt that happy/excited in a really long time. none of us really knew what to say so we kind of just stood in the stands and jumped up and down and screamed a whole lot. i love my girls more than life itself. thats for sure. it was amazing. best guard. aahhh so freaking awesome. after going to the bathroom i decided it was necessary to jump up and down in the halls and celebrate, and while doing so i dislocated my knee again. yaaay me. but whatver. it hasn't swollen that bad it just hurts a little bit. hopefully i'll be fine. so then the bus ride home was pretty decent too. i love eric henney. i love ja. i love all of them. on a slightly crappier note, last night when i got home nick imed me. apparently he was drunk and decided it was a good time to discuss things like me and dakota, him and brittany, etc. not good. i ended up saying things that i probably shouldn't have and so did he. apparently he's not going to talk to me for a long time. i cant decide if thats actually a good thing or a bad thing. i guess we will see. all i know is time heals all wounds, and my scabs are doing just fine.

my birthday is tomorrow too.
i just remembered.
yay 16?