MAN I haven’t posted in a while. I only post things when I have something funny to say. Should I post this?
Yesterday I was a mime and today I bowled a 54 hahahahah
I wonder if I could get some money to go see a movie because all my friends are at All-State until Wednesday and I’m not because I’m terrible.
If I had a dollar for every time someone has said to me “You’re not going to All-State?”, I would have enough money to go to a movie.
There’s this boy in my English class, and he never shows any emotion, he just looks really discontent all the time. Today I looked over at him and he was pulling a peanut butter and jelly sandwich out of his backpack that had been squished to oblivion. He was just looking at it with his usual angry face and then he put it back in his backpack without showing any signs of disappointment or surprise or anything.
I woke up at 6:30 this morning because my sister was vomiting on the other side of the room and I had to get her water and then at like 7:00 she vomited again and woke me up again and then I was like “forget it” and just got up and then my parents were like “Go get breakfast!” so I went to get breakfast and it’s snowing like crazy and the roads were terrible and my cute little mini-van slid all the way to Hardees and back
I’m already having an eventful new year’s eve
We just made some “Chrismoose Fudge” (aka the best fudge you will ever taste).
Apparently my grandmother knew a woman who stole the recipe from a closing candy factory and the woman asked my grandmother to convert it to a single batch, because it was a recipe written for huge batches since it was for factory use, so my grandmother did it and ever since my mom’s side of the family has made this fudge every holiday season, and only my family members are allowed to have the recipe.
Every time I find the Twitter of someone who goes to my school, they always just tweet about “bitches” and whenever I find the blog of someone who goes to my school, they always seem to have reblogs of French fries and trees and boots and the occasional “funny” meme
I find solace in the fact that I at least use the internet better than these “bitches” who either “be trippin’” or “ain’t shit”
My English teacher is really cool, actually. The other day we were rating bad things from 1-4, four being the worst, and we were rating “Charming another person’s boyfriend or girlfriend” and most people rated it a 4, but a few people rated it like a 2, and he went on this screaming rant about his “lying slut” of an ex-wife and gave “Charming another person’s boyfriend or girlfriend” a 5.
This weekend was great! Good, good, good. I went to Tri-State Band Symposium, which is like this honor band for kids from Utah, Idaho, Wyoming, and Nevada and it was pretty cool. We played some really great songs and the clinician was okay but it was overall a really good experience. I learned a TON, a couple members of Utah State’s French horn ensemble taught the horn section some things and it was great. It was definitely the best musical experience I’ve had so far in my life. Is that a cheesy thing to say? And it was like spending an entire 4 days with four of my closest friends, we played Scrabble and ate a Kitchen Sink at Angie’s in Logan which is this kitchen sink full of ice cream and it’s HUGE and we finished it in twenty minutes (oh except one banana but don’t tell anyone), it was ridiculous, and then we had to go back to rehearsal for two hours and it was interesting and I didn’t even feel like throwing up! Then Utah State had a sampler concert that was pretty cool, and then we did our concert the next day and that was also good. We played a piece called Incidental Suite by Claude Smith and it was GREAT, SO GOOD, LOVED IT. And then all I did on the bus ride home was homework because I missed the two days before fall break and then I missed a good portion of this last week and now I’ll never be able to get an A in math but it’s okay because I came out of it a better musician!
I don’t want to go back to clinic today, my lips hurt and I hate bus rides and Torrington always smells like manure
Sometimes when my cat is following me around I’ll pick her up and make her dance with the hopes of irritating her so much that she’ll stop following me around. But she thinks it’s me being friendly and then she sits on my keyboard and meows. It’s like a daily routine.
Wow, today….
We had our first pit rehearsal for Les Miserables and it…. could have gone worse? Actually no, it was for the most part really good and there are really only a few spots that need a little bit of work. The other horn player is good. And a little intimidating? And a year younger than I am LOL! Anyway, it was really good. And while I was waiting for my ride the first violinist (who also plays in the Wyoming symphony) said to me, “Hey, good horn playing today. It was nice hearing you play.” And I was like “…Thank you” because what do you say when the principal violinist of the Wyoming symphony compliments you on your horn playing? AH
