I timekeeped at a forensics tournament last night at the high school. It was...interesting...I had fun...I kept timekeeping for the LD debates, and the topic was about domestic abuse or somesuch thing. I got to meet all the crazy high school forensics people. Their fun...I might do that next year...only thing is, everybody who does it hates it but...iono. Too early.
Christina's party's today...I should go, really, but I don't know anyone else who is..everybody else who got invited that I talked to is either 'busy', not sure, or deff. not coming.
I don't think I'll go, cause I have to go to BWW to watch my dad's game cause BWW's the only place in town that carries it...
Thier gonna win...I mean, they've won 4 times before, their gonna win this one too.
Alipoo got braces! I think they messed up hers tho...her teeth don't even touch.
And Alexipoo has to get them one day...soon, she said.
Our band directors have been playing favorites like crazy with Tre' all of a sudden. It's really starting to get ridiculous, and I'm not the only one who's noticed. He went to state these past two days with Mr. Lymon and Saul, cause he's a good drummer and all that, but Brittany said that the choice of who got to go was between Gabby(bassoon) and Tre'(snare). So of course, he got it. Its getting to the point that I bet if our whole band class quit, they wouldn't care so long as Tre' stayed. They're making the rest of us feel like shit because the only one they ever want to associate themselves with is Tre' because God forbid the rest of the us feel important and needed.
Mr Ingram had this problem too...he had two tuba players that he just loved. They were his favorite over everybody, and they died in a car wreck. So, he realized he couldn't play the favorites game anymore, and he didn't. Ever again. He worked with every section of the band equally, even the guard and all our band director's care about now is the percussion. So, sure we have a great percussion section, but the rest of the band is gonna start sucking becasue G yells at us for no reason and they all make us feel un-needed, and then we're gonna start losing more and more, but the whole time we'll have that great percussion, but only at the expense of every other section. They take us for granted. They really do. They just assume that we'll always be there, so they go do something crazy with the percussion, because, hey, I mean the rest of the band'll always be there, right?
And then I guess Mr. Lymon just forgot about letting me do Indoor, like he promised.
Pisses me off.