Five months and twelve days: The end

This past weekend we went on a band trip to Dallas. We did really well for it being so early in the season. Sunday we went to Six Flags where I hung out with my BOYFRIEND. Yes, you read right.
But it feels like my happiness is coming at a price. My friend and her boyfriend might have broken up. Not because of me. I just feel kind of guilty for being happy when she's so depressed.

Among other things, I love watching old movies from when I was a kid. And I love October. It marks the beginning of fall and it brings Halloween. And most of our contests are in October. And the leaves change color. And I think it just might be my favorite month.

Ooh! I got my ACT scores back. Now keep in mind that I was sick that day and it was my first time taking it and I really didn't try that hard. I GOT A 26!!! I'm excited. I have to take it again, though. And again and again and again. At least until I reach the thirties. :D

And now back to fluffy pillows, soft Six Flags animals, and old Disney Channel movies (Halloweentown) Adios, mi amigos. Hasta luego!

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Frustration.

Rather than use up any energy I have to sarcastically rant about how much people suck, I'm just going to list everything that is wrong.

1. My great grandmother is dying. Like, any second.
2. My dog is dying. Like, any day.
3. My best friend seems to be forgetting me.
4. She's forgetting me in favor of another guy. (Not dating him, just best friends with him)
5. The guy she's forgetting me for? Happens to be the one I like.
6. Last night at homecoming I had to stomach watching them slow dance. And watching him dance with someone else. And listen to all of our mutual friends ask me why I didn't go dance with him. All while I stood there all alone.
7. I still have to fake a smile as all of the above came crashing down around me.


Yes. And to top it all off, Tuesday will be five months of singleness. I'm excited because it's an achievement. I'm displeased because it feels like life is laughing in my face. Greatttttt...


Oops. I think I'm starting to sound bitter. Better leave before I start to get cynical too.

Homecoming Week!

Jerseys, nerds, celebrities, seventies, formal wear, and beautiful dresses...
IT'S HOMECOMING WEEK!
I have the dress. I have the shoes. I have the mum. I have no date.
I'm okay with that. In fact, I'm down-right excited. No stress? Sounds great. Plus, I get to chill during the slow songs. So it all works out. :)

News news news

First off, Saturday was four months and It was fantastic. My friend had her birthday party that day and a 40 foot water slide was included. We played King of the Hill and, naturally, I fought the guys. So I'm dead sore. But it was soooo fun.

And then the sad part. My brother's friend just passed away. I didn't know him, but he and my brother was close for a while. And my brother blames himself for losing touch when he moved. Obviously it isn't his fault, but he's distressed. I'm worried about him. And I feel so bad for that boys family. It makes you stop and think how limited time is. And it makes me realize that I don't want to waste a moment on doubt.

2 Days!

So there are only two days until I get four months. And my best friend is getting me a mini cheesecake instead of a cookie. Her birthday party is the same day anddddddd there's going to be a huge slide. Like a bouncy slide. But huge. She's calling it her sour sixteen. Which I love. And the heat is letting up, so band isn't as miserable. And that is all. :D

Grrrrrrr

You know what irks me? When people suddenly decide to ignore you for three weeks with no explanation. And when you find out it's because they have a new girlfriend...well it kinda makes me want to throat punch them. AND THEN, when they break up with the girl and suddenly decide they can be friends with you again...well that one really irritates me.
So one of my friends decided he didn't wanna talk to me anymore. Because he was dating another one of my friends. And when he broke up with her, he tried to talk to me again. Let's just say I wasn't interested.

Anyway. Band camp was brutal. It was in the hundreds every day. But now that school's started, we only have afternoon practice. But, it's still miserably hot.

Oh! And this coming Saturday is the twenty-first, and we all know what that means...FOUR MONTHS! :D

So, in the spirit of the countdown, SIX DAYS!

Back to school

So band camp ended yesterday and I am proud to say that for the first time EVER, we put on the entire opener during camp. Yay!!!
Other than that, there's not really too much going on. Just thought I'd revisit the blog for once :)
School starts Wednesday and, here's another first, I'm getting a dress. Wish me luck on that one ._.

Thirteen days until four months :)