Damn today was busy.

[MiniMandaRuth]

This morning:

Woke up, almost late for jazz band. Sitting there, minding my own business. Can't find the friggin' neck strap. Playing with bad neck strap that kills my neck. WHAM! Get hit in the head with trombone slide. Guy behind me says sorry.

After jazz band, try to find lost music while on bus. Am annoyed by little short people across the row from me flirting like there's no tomorrow. It didn't help that little short guy, during jazz band, was looking down and he said he was 'Looking at my saxophone.'

Got off bus, avoided snow being thrown at head by jerk. Chase annoying (Yet cute) guy for hitting Deedee (You know what I mean) with a piece of ice. End up out of breath in band room hallway, trying to open door. Find sign on floor that says 'Go to annex'. Get made fun of by short people for the way I say 'annex'. Go into door, find band teacher. Tell her that I need to get music. Go with flute player to find music.

In band room, traipse around trying to find 'Blue Christmas, Alto Saxophone solo'. Find it under piece of other music. Chase annoying little kids out of room and lock the door... Well, I tried to lock it, anyways. Am talking to flute player, and nearly get hit in the head by a chunk of snow the size of my own head.

Inside annex, set up saxophone, swear, run around trying to find my good neckstrap. Swear some more. Get in trouble because some stupid kid tripped over my case. Glare at kid, and sit down next to friend. Get called up to set down saxophone and become stage crew. Find saxophone and sit with the rest of the band. Play first song, with my opening solo. Then, listen to other girl play her solo. Play second song. Listen to friend play her solo (A really cool one on bass clarinet).

Play my solo, listen to music teacher screw up, and then she tries to tell me that I went to fast. Right. I'm playing the frickin' saxophone. You're playing the piano.

Then, for choir, I help set up microphones. Music teacher appoints me to 'Moron who messes with the microphone link box thing' and i try my best to plug something in. LIttle short person helps me. I was plugging it in wrong.

Then, I have to go from slots 1, 2, 3, 4 and 10, 11, and 12 to slots 13, 14, 15, 16, 10, and 11. Make fool of myself. Almost blow entire auditorium up when I touch the volume instead of another button, and I fall over backwards, rolling around in pain. People won't stop touching microphones. Teacher has them all sit down. Little short person and I run around, trying to fix microphones.

Then we have it all set. We do our songs, and I forget half my part. Teacher lectures us on singing out. We all pack up, and I nearly fall face first down stairs.

Nearly late for science. Get warm up done. Get partnered with little short guy freak across from guy I have a crush on. Enter awkwardness. Almost blow self up by knocking into partner and almost making him spill a full thing of vinegar into a full thing of baking soda. Enter five hour lecture on 'How Not To Be Spazzy' from friend who is not very sympathetic after I made a complete ass out of myself.

Rush to L.A, almost trip in the snow. Copy down spelling words, but half of them are wrong because I can't see that far. Swear to self. Define spelling words. Finish work on questions. Talk with friend for almost the rest of period. Twenty minuets before lunch, ask to go to bandroom to find wayward neck strap. Trip into friend that makes me trip into the desk that makes me fall down and nearly hit teeth first. Enter laughing fit by me. Get planner signed, run to bandroom. Find it unlocked and search for neckstrap. Can't find it, so I run to the locker room. Search through lost-and-found and find my fifty dollar tennis shoes that someone stole. Put them in locker while swearing loudly.

Get back to room. Sit quietly in seat brooding about neckstrap. Bother fellow band geek, who is also the one who threw the ice at me, and read book with him. Accidentally let 'Space porno' slip and he laughs really loud. Whoops.

Get into discussion with friends about rap songs, and it ends with rather inappropriate subject matter. Head to lunch. discover that there is no money left in my account. Eat food that i have mooched off fellow classmates.

Go outside. Am nearly tackled by friend. Stand around discussing things until another jerk starts bothering us again. Bell rings. Find jerk sitting in snow in middle of track with shirt off.

Enter blindness for three minuets.

Try to get into bandroom for saxophone, but door is locked. Grumble and swear and try to force open door, and then give up. Go to math, engage in study hall. Get into a note war with cute guy sitting next to me. Laugh loudly. Get in trouble with teacher. Whoops.

read until end of period. Go into bandroom and grab sax, talk to friend, then rush to locker room. Try to change, but find that shirt is missing. Swear loudly (Again) and go find loaner shirt. Put it on. Run out to gym. Get yelled at by teacher. Sit down, and then jog. Ask to go to bathroom. Teacher lectures me until I almost wet myself and then lets me go.
Yell at girl for going through a locker. Chase her out. Says she was getting something for a friend. Roll eyes. Commence the relieving of oneself.

Go back out. Do stretches, and then run sprints. Run into wall talking to someone. Get laughed at. End of sprints. Do basketball drills. Nearly get trampled by guy whom I have a crush on. Do the drills again, up and down the gym. Trip over guy whom I have a crush on's basketball. Fall into him, who hits friend, and then my friend trips over my leg. Ends up in a five person pile up.

After THAT was done with, played Knock Out where you have to dribble inside a certain space, and you try to get other peoples basketballs away from them. Was last girl stand before I conked heads with friend and we both tripped out of bounds.

End of P.E.

Change and run to busses. Get on bus and find seat. Listen to bus driver yell at kid for not sitting down. Listen to music and finish book. Trip over self getting off bus. Slip on snow outside, and trip across the street. Fall flat on butt. Go to gate, open the gate. Walk up to house.

God. I'm home.

[RevCheesehead]

1. Well, that was educational.

My life in HS wasn't nearly that interesting.

Falling into the guy you have a crush on? :thumbsup:

overall, it sounds like a healthy and happy life, MMR. :)

[MiniMandaRuth]

2. Heehee!

Oh well. It was pretty cool