it's not over till you're underground
We lost the Thomasville game 21-17 Friday night. It was their homecoming, and their damn band played My Girl for at least twenty fucking minutes while the whole court was announced and did a pretty little walk. I thought I'd explode. We STILL haven't voted for AHS's court. I'm getting pretty tired of wearing that 19. I seriously want to make court, and I guess it's just because I'm tired of the same rich, skinny girls getting everything...I don't want that to be the way the world works all the freaking time.
So I hung out at Alex's house all day yesterday while some people worked on my shower. I'm still quite sad they put in the useless kind of showerhead. When Alex and Kyle went to work, Laura and I went to her dad's house, chowed down, and had a movie-fest.
Right now, I really want to go to Wal-Mart, but I am broke. I love band and everything, and I'm sad it's my last year, and I'm looking forward to the contests (our closer, Let the Sun Shine, rocks HARD...the whole Thomasville crowd was on its feet cheering Friday night, and our cheerleaders were having spasms on the sidelines), but I can't wait till marching season is over so I can get a damn job and quit being a broke-ass bitch all the time.
So I hung out at Alex's house all day yesterday while some people worked on my shower. I'm still quite sad they put in the useless kind of showerhead. When Alex and Kyle went to work, Laura and I went to her dad's house, chowed down, and had a movie-fest.
Right now, I really want to go to Wal-Mart, but I am broke. I love band and everything, and I'm sad it's my last year, and I'm looking forward to the contests (our closer, Let the Sun Shine, rocks HARD...the whole Thomasville crowd was on its feet cheering Friday night, and our cheerleaders were having spasms on the sidelines), but I can't wait till marching season is over so I can get a damn job and quit being a broke-ass bitch all the time.