or at least I used to think so.

I am especially concerned for one person out there as far as growing up goes. A very silly thing has been brought to my attention. This entry is really the only means I have of possibly contacting the person it concerns because I have no idea who it is. *ahem*

To the idiot who somehow told Traci that Andrew ( Read more... )

I just got REAL mistletoe! I'm so excited, my room is even more Christmas-y now. =)

Dear Random Person who keeps posting comments on my entries from 2-3 years ago:
Please identify yourself. I think I know who you are, but I'd like to be sure.

I made orchestra.

*slept late
*ate too much
*got too nervous
*bombed my solo at the recital (thanks to Mason and Zach who came to see me <3)
*got ice cream with friends
*showered
*updated my journal

...yep, that's about it.

It's a conspiracy, I tell you! A lot of people have lovely views from dorm rooms double-digit floors - the city of Richmond, down the by-pass, or out Lancaster Road...but I must say, even on the most beautiful days, the cemetery just isn't a pleasant view. =(

Dear Melodic Dictation and Chord/Triad Quality Identification,
I hope you fucking die.
Love,
Kelli

...so yeah, sorry about the language.

Life is great, other than that one issue. =)

at my Aunt Ann's house. Nick Carr is talking to me while I wait for my parents to decide to go back to my grandfather's so I can go to sleep. Nick Carr rocks my world. I don't mean to sound negative because today was such a wonderful, relaxing day. I got to talk to my cousin Daniel and feel like we got closer, which is cool - I'm not close to ( Read more... )

Break is finally here! I'll miss my friends a lot, but goodness, sleeping in will be so, so nice. I'll get to see all the graduated friends from Central I never get to see anymore, so that will be wonderful. But I'm going to have to spend the larger part of break busting my ass on horn on the following:
*Jury/Horn Studio Recital Solo - December ( Read more... )

The day of my middle school graduation, all I wanted was a chance to go back to the first day of sixth grade and start all over. At the end of my high school career, I realized I hated absolutely everything I had done and everything about who I was - and wanted to go back to the first day of sixth grade and start all over while knowing everything I ( Read more... )

So apparently everyone had a terrible day today...everyone but me. Classes were okay, meals in between were fun. I tried to practice...the key word being tried. Seeing as I haven't as religiously as I should've been, it was pretty humbling. The horn studio in general is a pretty humbling thing ( Read more... )