Almost move-in time again
Alright, I'll admit, I'm a little excited about going back to school. Terrified slightly because I didn't do much solfege, but excited. I'm sad about it too. I'm happy and sad and mixed up and confused as hell. One thing I am certain about: I don't want to do marching band because it's a TIME KILLER *hiss*. I hated it in high school and now it's a major requirement. Sigh. At least my section rocks. And I'm not marching.
I feel like I'm heading home. But if home is where the heart is, then my home's here, which makes my head confused and woooo yea.
I feel like I'm heading home. But if home is where the heart is, then my home's here, which makes my head confused and woooo yea.