Friday, August 19, 2005

   burn...seriously
god, i hurt all over. that's what i get for wearing a spaghetti strap during marching band. i'm burned across one shoulder, starting down my spine, and up my neck, and on my face. so from now on, i think i'll wear a t-shirt and my hat (i wore sunglasses today)
guess what? my driver's ed classes ended, so i have time again! woo hoo! my drive isn't until the 27th.
and today was registration. i swear, i went through the 9 Rings of Hell. Mr. Sullivan told us band dorks to get there early so we could hurry back over and reherse. i try to leave early, but i get there at, like, 8:50, and the line's already frickin huge. Lj got there a little later, and she just went right through that line like nobody's business. stupid S, while i'm an M, and everyone else being M-R. i really should have thrown my cellphone at her just to spite the S-Zs. so i have Japanese 1, Handheld Technology, Biology (and again, went through the 7th Ring of Hell to get schedule changed from PE to Bio, since i took PE and not bio during the summer), Band, Acc English, and Geometry, in that order. but what really got me angry, was not the stupid long lines, or the stupid driver's ed lady who didn't understand that i already had my permit, i needed school permission to drive. no, what REALLY got me angry was the stupid locker assignments. okay, so there's, like, a LOT of hallways, like i'm sure a lot of high schools have, yes? so, most of mine are in the B hall aka rooms 200 (they call them wings, though. A wing, C wing, blah, blah blah) they assign me a locker in the fucking C wing! i don't even have a single class in the C wing! not ONE! and i'm in the fucking middle of the hallway, FAR away from ALL my classes, and just...god, it made me so MAD! i tried to see if i could get a locker in the B wing, but they're all, "no, those are reserved for seniors." now i'm all, "fuck the stupid seniors! i'll be one in 2 years! just give me mine early!"
so at 10:30, after coming back from Hell all burnt to a crisp, i head back to band, and we got the Pit in to play with us today when i got there. so we played through our opening, going faster than we usually did, but not fast enough to stop my Hiei fingers! and when we were done, i'm just thinking, "that was so fucking...AWESOME!" and mom's tried to talk dad into calling tomorrow so i can tell him ALL about marching band, and mom and i won't have to share him on Saturday. and i have a 3-day weekend from band. perfect time to memorize music. but guess what? i don't have my clarinet. nope, i turned it into the shop at Dorsey. which really needs to move into the 21st century. would you believe they still HAND WRITE their receipts? i mean, c'mon! it's time for a computer, people. so hopefully, the instrument is done real soon so i can start memorizing. our first football game is the first Friday of school, and we start marching with our instruments on Monday. but i'm a clarinet, and we get the easy marching pose while trumpets have to march for 3 hours with their hands up, and flutes and sousaphones have it even worse. XP HAHA! victory for the clarinets!
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