Super long entry
Going to school for five years is just not the same as becoming five years old it’s just not the same. I think this year Miss. Paige’s son is going to become five, he’s grown up so fast. I remember when she was pregnant with him and now he is walking and talking, playing with Power Ranger’s toys and everything, I think something like that puts life into prospective. I’ve never liked little kids but I think if I ever had a choice to become a dad or stay just a normal man then I would become a dad. It’s amazing how our parents can effect out lives like mine, my mom is over emotional and a little crazy at times so I get those traits while my dad is incredibly responsible and very centered so I get that from him all because they raised me. Yester day at Jerals party I watched his parents in action and they are some of the nicest people you will ever meet so I guess that where he gets it form. I was just thinking about this stuff.
All during last week I was late to every single one of my history classes, that to me is an achievement. It’s been a non-stop practice week for me, nearly every music class that I have I’ve been practicing for the wedding and every day during lunch. As far as classes go there really easy and just keep getting better now that Delaney is in my history class. I’ve resolved to stay in ceramics this year and do the annoying work that is asked of me so my GPA doesn’t go down that’s the only class of mine that I’m a little iffy about. On Friday I spent from first to forth period in the music room practicing for the wedding I got out of ceramics and math while being late to English and history it was a very musically exhausting day but I think it really helped for the wedding.
Saturday - probably one of the fullest day’s I’ve ever had. First in the morning I woke up and left my mom’s house at nine thirty to the cello sectional for SDYA orchestra it went well and I think that I will be able to play the music if I practice enough. When I got to Mesa College (where SDYA is held) there was this lady talking on her cell phone to what sounded like an administrator she said something like “could you send someone down here we’ve got two students locked in a music room”. I was thinking who gets trapped in a music room so naturally I checked it out and who might I find smiling back at me when I look in the door window non other then SCPAs finniest (Amber) and (Aaron). They waved at me and I laughed at them. Someone eventually let them out because they where present for the full orchestra practice. After that was over I made plans with Mss. Paige to meet at the school where she would take me amber and Lorain to the wedding. I went home changed to formal attire and then went down to the school. We loaded up her van with our instruments then went to Jack in a Box for some lunch. Realizing we for got the stands we went back to the school loaded them up and headed off to the wedding. We got there in time and met up with Holly and John-Michel. We where positioned up on a balcony of a small old style church. The purpose of a Quartet or in (our case a sextet) at a wedding is to provide back round music when every one is getting seated and to do the whole bridal march thing which I think that we provided her with a very nice musical background for her walk down the isle. The guy that united the two people whether he be a priest of a monk took forever for him to the to the “I now present to you husband and wife” after the two had kissed. All six of us where at the edge of our seat’s putting up and putting down our instruments until finally he did it and I think that maybe we did the bride justice. It was a nice wedding. Holly had her own way home and John-Michel said that he was going to walk home but we whernt about to have that happen so we convinced him to ride with us considering that he doesn’t even know how to get to his house form where the wedding was. We dropped off John-Michel at his house then one by one Miss. Paige dropped us off at our houses. For some reason saying the name John-Michel is a really fun thing to do like saying Marry Summerday.
I called Jeral to see if his party was still going on and to my surprise and delight it was. I thought that since it started at ten thirty that it might be over by five O’clock but it wasn’t. so he gave me directions to the park and me in typical Chris Frank Fashion got lost but eventually found it. I thought that it was at a different park then the one that it was at so I went to that park but anyway. I got there and I assume that people had already left but there was still a good amount of people left. We played Frisbee where john (josh’s brother AKA little bill) got a bloody nose from a violent throw by Kelsey. Me Josh and Brian played Nerf ball where I stubbed my finger on the ball cause I couldn’t catch it right (pay attention to that last line). After that we went back to Jeral’s house (I drove Josh and John) we ate some Chinese food and some cake. Jeral and Brian had a Cake fight I think Brian Won. After a while we started to sing karaoke mostly just me Brian and Jeral but Kelsey sang once and got the highest score out of us all. Things started to die down and people began to leave Jeral started to play the piano and then his mom came in and asked if we had a curfew for driving. It was then that I looked at my clock and it was eleven thirty and the legal curfew for people under eighteen. So I took a side my good bye to Jeral and took another partygoer home then went back to my mom’s my self.
When I got home I showed my mom my pinky since that was the one that was hurt by the Nerf Ball and she said that to the best of her knowledge it was broken. So she putt it in a makeshift splint made out of tooth picks and medical wrap and told me that she would make an appointment tomorrow. My dad took me to the appointment the doctor said that it wasn’t broken but sprained which is good.
So that was my week/weekend I know long entry but if you have read this far it either say’s something about my writing or about your interest in my life so either way it’s a good thing or a stalkersish thing.
All during last week I was late to every single one of my history classes, that to me is an achievement. It’s been a non-stop practice week for me, nearly every music class that I have I’ve been practicing for the wedding and every day during lunch. As far as classes go there really easy and just keep getting better now that Delaney is in my history class. I’ve resolved to stay in ceramics this year and do the annoying work that is asked of me so my GPA doesn’t go down that’s the only class of mine that I’m a little iffy about. On Friday I spent from first to forth period in the music room practicing for the wedding I got out of ceramics and math while being late to English and history it was a very musically exhausting day but I think it really helped for the wedding.
Saturday - probably one of the fullest day’s I’ve ever had. First in the morning I woke up and left my mom’s house at nine thirty to the cello sectional for SDYA orchestra it went well and I think that I will be able to play the music if I practice enough. When I got to Mesa College (where SDYA is held) there was this lady talking on her cell phone to what sounded like an administrator she said something like “could you send someone down here we’ve got two students locked in a music room”. I was thinking who gets trapped in a music room so naturally I checked it out and who might I find smiling back at me when I look in the door window non other then SCPAs finniest (Amber) and (Aaron). They waved at me and I laughed at them. Someone eventually let them out because they where present for the full orchestra practice. After that was over I made plans with Mss. Paige to meet at the school where she would take me amber and Lorain to the wedding. I went home changed to formal attire and then went down to the school. We loaded up her van with our instruments then went to Jack in a Box for some lunch. Realizing we for got the stands we went back to the school loaded them up and headed off to the wedding. We got there in time and met up with Holly and John-Michel. We where positioned up on a balcony of a small old style church. The purpose of a Quartet or in (our case a sextet) at a wedding is to provide back round music when every one is getting seated and to do the whole bridal march thing which I think that we provided her with a very nice musical background for her walk down the isle. The guy that united the two people whether he be a priest of a monk took forever for him to the to the “I now present to you husband and wife” after the two had kissed. All six of us where at the edge of our seat’s putting up and putting down our instruments until finally he did it and I think that maybe we did the bride justice. It was a nice wedding. Holly had her own way home and John-Michel said that he was going to walk home but we whernt about to have that happen so we convinced him to ride with us considering that he doesn’t even know how to get to his house form where the wedding was. We dropped off John-Michel at his house then one by one Miss. Paige dropped us off at our houses. For some reason saying the name John-Michel is a really fun thing to do like saying Marry Summerday.
I called Jeral to see if his party was still going on and to my surprise and delight it was. I thought that since it started at ten thirty that it might be over by five O’clock but it wasn’t. so he gave me directions to the park and me in typical Chris Frank Fashion got lost but eventually found it. I thought that it was at a different park then the one that it was at so I went to that park but anyway. I got there and I assume that people had already left but there was still a good amount of people left. We played Frisbee where john (josh’s brother AKA little bill) got a bloody nose from a violent throw by Kelsey. Me Josh and Brian played Nerf ball where I stubbed my finger on the ball cause I couldn’t catch it right (pay attention to that last line). After that we went back to Jeral’s house (I drove Josh and John) we ate some Chinese food and some cake. Jeral and Brian had a Cake fight I think Brian Won. After a while we started to sing karaoke mostly just me Brian and Jeral but Kelsey sang once and got the highest score out of us all. Things started to die down and people began to leave Jeral started to play the piano and then his mom came in and asked if we had a curfew for driving. It was then that I looked at my clock and it was eleven thirty and the legal curfew for people under eighteen. So I took a side my good bye to Jeral and took another partygoer home then went back to my mom’s my self.
When I got home I showed my mom my pinky since that was the one that was hurt by the Nerf Ball and she said that to the best of her knowledge it was broken. So she putt it in a makeshift splint made out of tooth picks and medical wrap and told me that she would make an appointment tomorrow. My dad took me to the appointment the doctor said that it wasn’t broken but sprained which is good.
So that was my week/weekend I know long entry but if you have read this far it either say’s something about my writing or about your interest in my life so either way it’s a good thing or a stalkersish thing.