Wise words from... some... 10 year old kid: BOYS ARE STUPID. :D (Alas, not many girls are much smarter ;p)
I want to take a nap because I'm so fucking tired. But I can't because I can't lock the house doors. And since I can't lock them, I can't sleep or some fucking-ass robber will come in and rob us blind. Not forgetting murdering me.
Soccer today was a lot more harrowing than last week. I actually made decent savesyah lah, I also let in a lot of goals too. What to do, I'm a girl I take pride in not standing around and don't mind getting hit by the ball. Ah, no bother being dirty or disfigured, that's all in life.
Band today was... my section pang-sehed me for the first half of the day, leaving me to fend for myself during the Desafinado practice. I screwed up the soli but ah well, at least I know where I'm making the mistakes now. But of course, the beginning bass line is much nicer and cleaner now. I just have to work on making it a bit shorter lah. AHAHAH. Angel was gushing over Nic's solo during Celtic. I admit it's extremely wonderful to hear him play again. But I don't have that estatic reaction anymore because I'm used to it. Hell, he's my sectionmate. Plus, you don't really expect any less from him!
Other than that... OH! I WAS PRAISED FOR MY NICE REEDY SOUND. YAY. Improvements need to be made. If only it was possible to open the band room up more often. I want and need to practice more, even if its just boring old scales. Because well, I have a niggling problem with timings and rhythms.
Watchman, Tell Us Of The Night is such a sad, sad song. It makes people think. It makes me think about things. Haha ironically when Sir started to describe the piece, I was thinking about Blake and then LB went "HAHA WILLIAM BLAKE". Yarr sorry to lit students who can't even SEE IT. Stupid asses. Oh look there I go being an elitist again. :D
Japanese midterm test tomorrow. >_< I think i'll study tonight and finish up my homework later.
I've resigned to many things, many facts. Only that I can say. Its not that I'm pessismistic or fatalistic or just plain cynical. Or even jaded. Its not all of that. Its something more that even I don't know about. I'm tired. Tired of everything. Tired of everyone.Being treated like shit?
I need to scream. I can't do so verbally so I'll do it here.
AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
There. It's not all out but that'll do.
take my heart and please don't break it.
I want to take a nap because I'm so fucking tired. But I can't because I can't lock the house doors. And since I can't lock them, I can't sleep or some fucking-ass robber will come in and rob us blind. Not forgetting murdering me.
Soccer today was a lot more harrowing than last week. I actually made decent saves
Band today was... my section pang-sehed me for the first half of the day, leaving me to fend for myself during the Desafinado practice. I screwed up the soli but ah well, at least I know where I'm making the mistakes now. But of course, the beginning bass line is much nicer and cleaner now. I just have to work on making it a bit shorter lah. AHAHAH. Angel was gushing over Nic's solo during Celtic. I admit it's extremely wonderful to hear him play again. But I don't have that estatic reaction anymore because I'm used to it. Hell, he's my sectionmate. Plus, you don't really expect any less from him!
Other than that... OH! I WAS PRAISED FOR MY NICE REEDY SOUND. YAY. Improvements need to be made. If only it was possible to open the band room up more often. I want and need to practice more, even if its just boring old scales. Because well, I have a niggling problem with timings and rhythms.
Watchman, Tell Us Of The Night is such a sad, sad song. It makes people think. It makes me think about things. Haha ironically when Sir started to describe the piece, I was thinking about Blake and then LB went "HAHA WILLIAM BLAKE". Yarr sorry to lit students who can't even SEE IT. Stupid asses. Oh look there I go being an elitist again. :D
Japanese midterm test tomorrow. >_< I think i'll study tonight and finish up my homework later.
I've resigned to many things, many facts. Only that I can say. Its not that I'm pessismistic or fatalistic or just plain cynical. Or even jaded. Its not all of that. Its something more that even I don't know about. I'm tired. Tired of everything. Tired of everyone.
I need to scream. I can't do so verbally so I'll do it here.
AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
There. It's not all out but that'll do.
take my heart and please don't break it.
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Date: 2005-12-04 10:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-04 10:20 am (UTC)1) Cut it up and eat it. Baked ass is extremely good. Not to mention Poached Ass.
2)Sell it.