Hi people. Guess what? It snowed today for the first time this winter where I live. Yay. I hate snow... My day has kinda been semilyish bad... I almost forgot my social studies project at home... I ride to school with my friend, cuz her parents take her, so I was standing there and she looks around and she's like, "Did you get your poster done?" I'm like, "Oh crap! It's at home..." We went back and got it, but if she hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten it and got 10 points taken off for turning it in a day late. Then, I had band practice after school that I didn't know about until I got to school, so I had to call home and tell my mother. Not to mention I had band two periods in a row during normal school hours... That was and hour and a half... Then practice after school was from 3:30 til 5:00, school is over at 3:00, so I was in the band room for 3 and a half hours straight. Then, after that, I went outside, and it was extremely windy, and it was about 30 degrees... Plus wind. So I was pacing around waiting for my mother to get there to pick me up in the wind and cold, and my hands were freezing cold and numb almost, then my best friend's mom pulled up with my best friend and her brother (who had both stayed after school for band too) in the car to tell me that my mother's car had broke down and she had called them to ask if they could take me home. That sucked. My hands were still cold when I got home. But I like band. I get SO hyper in band class. It might have something to do with the fact that my best friend is in my class, and I always seem to get really hyper when I talk to her. I act like a total lunatic. It's funny. But I like band. It's cool. I have a 4 page song to play. That's uncool. My band teacher is so funny! He was yelling at the trumpets for playing to loud, and he's like, "It's supposed to be like a lullaby! You don't go singing to some baby 'LULLABY!!! GOOD NIGHT!!! GO TO FREAKIN' SLEEP, THE BALL GAME'S ON!!!'" It was sooooo funny. He screamed that! Then a little later he looked down at his podeum and he's like, "I spit all over..." and started dusting off the papers and stuff. Then he tells all these jokes, like, 'Did I tell you about the constipated mathmetician? He worked it out with a pencil.' Then there's the guy with no arms or legs.
What do you call a guy with no arms or legs lying on the porch?
Matt.
What do you call a guy with no arms or legs floating in the ocean?
Bob.
What do you call a guy with no arms or legs lying in a pile of leaves?
Russel.
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Then there's the tuba player...
I have so many band stories. No, I haven't got any band CAMP stories, because I don't go to band camp, thank god. It sounds scary. Bouncing scrambled eggs... Band camp smoothies... It's just... scary. Ya know?
~SJ
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