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Tuesday, November 23, 2004


So ... I've been in a good mood.
I don't know why. I really don't. I am no less insecure about my cynicism, I have had no great breakthrough in anything, and yet, I have been very content with myself for the past few days.

I mean, I feel fine and I'm actually glad that I'm taking things in stride quite well this week, considering, but when people begin to tell me I'm worrying them, I have to wonder ...

So ... we took our band picture for the BOA program. Well ... if we look very uncomfortable and squished, that's because we are.

I mean, sure, it's one thing to poke people and all, it's another to forget your shoes and open the door between the band room and the gym (where there are people who don't know that no one in band cares) and walk in on 40 girls in various stages between scrubs and formal dresses. Of course, because of who it was, no one cared, but God ... (I never liked him. He once stole my bocal, thinking it was the other girl's and that to put someone in a state of panic along the lines of "OH MY GOD, I OWE THE SCHOOL $200 FOR A FOOT OF METAL PIPING!" might be amusing. But he's an idiot.)

Our picture is tragic. It was taken in our auditorium, to be torn down this year. We look so unnatural, since we are one of those groups of people who have to be threatened to get into formal wear.

And how sad is it that I, a girl, know what a cummerbund is for better than the guys in band? Not only did most not realize that they needed one to go along with their tuxes, but once they were issued cummerbunds today, several had problems with where to put them.

Apparently, cummerbunds are an institution for dinner parties, to catch crumbs in the folds and keep you looking fresh.

But I digress. Our picture will look sad. Also squished.

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