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Sunday, March 16, 2008


The stares... the mind rotting stares...
Okay, so I'm at the library and it's so akward typing in a room filled with people. This kid is staring at me and I'm fighting the urge to just smack him. Anyways, I guess that I can't spill anything "worth reading" or "deep" while I'm here. I've already gotten enough stares from just being in this place.

Well Chicago is just 11 days away. I really can't believe that I will be gone from this hell for about.... 4 days. It's so fucking expensive but it's totally worth it. It's an 11 (yea, I originally thought it was only 10) hour bus ride from here to Chicago, but again it's so worth it.
Yea... I won't miss it here.

Well I think that the more disturbing thing about the whole trip is that my orchestra teacher's mother (Yes. Mother) will be tagging along for the trip. You know, it's already weird enough with my teacher, but with his mother... it should be "interesting". I've always wondered how she'd be like. Well, not really. I never thought that I'd meet her. Anyhow, it's going to be fun I guess. Unfortunetly, however, we will all be forced to go to some pathetic little dance. We are also goign to be competing against... about 10 other schools I think. That shouldn't be such a problem, but the dance. Gah! I can see it now: some big dark room, brightly colored lights randomly flashing in our faces and terrible music. Terrible, terrible music.

The thought that my friend's are going to be suffering along with me makes me smile.

Well on that note, I shall be going now. Be back soon.
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3:41pm

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