If You're Going To Live Without Me

If you read my livejournal post, you can see that I'm really pissed.

Marching band has been a kick in the ass. I suck, plain and simple. The Freshman are better than me. I wasn't even in tune today! And I'm always in tune! The neckstrap on the saxophone cuts off the circulation to my brain. I took my sax off (that sounds weird) and I had this huge, sudden rush of blood to my head.

I get really lonely at marching band. I mean, I know I have Emily, but she's always with Kali and Michelle and Sally and Keiron and stuff. And I'm sorta left out....sorta. And then there's Ashleigh, but she's got her foreign exchange student who's name I will never be able to pronounce. And she's got a lot of other friends. And she's always busy. Naturally, I've been extremely friendly to absolutely everyone, but I still lack the friends I need to make this experience the best it could be. I wish so badly that Bianka was in marching band, but then I feel really badly for making such a horribly selfish wish.

Well, the cell phones didn't come today, but I'm still waiting and hoping! I've memorized my number, and you will, too! It's 770 315 0196. : )

I had an orthodontist's appointment today. At 4:00 pm. I got to leave rehearsal early. It was brutal. My mouth hurts like crazy. CRAZY!!!

Honestly, everytime I go there, I'm half hoping I'll run into Taylor. Not because I still have a crush on him or anything. But because...well...I dunno. It'd sure be interesting!

Well, I have nothing more to say. I think I pretty much covered all I needed to get out of my system on my livejournal.

EDIT: I had some stuff posted here, but it fucked up my entire blog,  so I deleted it. It was good stuff, though. Oh well.
 
Ta.