Tuesday, August 01, 2006

I feel the mother fucking burn.

Some people may not think so, but being in marching band is tiring. Well at least for those who sat on their asses all summer [me]. It surprises me when I see these thin, healthy looking girls get all sick from the heat. You would think that they could handle it. So far, I haven't gotten "sick" or anything. It's actually kind of fun to run & do all of these funky excercises. I try not to be a wimp & just suck it up. It'll pay off in the end. Wh00t.


For some reason, I sense a feeling of maturity in myself. Or maybe people around me are just getting stupider. Eh? Oh well, it's about that time that I grow the fuck up. I love having fun, so that's never going to change. At least for now.


I feel weird. I'm a junior. I'm an upperclassman, at last! I could push around freshman & act all badass if I wanted to. But I'm too nice to do that..well at least the pushing around part. Gah. I could graduate with the seniors if I wanted to. I could finish school & never go back again. I could go out into the real world & just be independent. I'm growing up. It feels good but I'm scared. Not of growing up, but whats to come. I just don't know how I will manage. It's like I have all this excitement inside of me that's just waiting to explode! I can't wait for that day. That day that I leave that shithole & I don't have to see all those idiots, spoiled brats & assholes ever again. Well at least not at will. Two more years to go. Can't wait!

Goodbye!


anna is in regret on Tuesday, August 01, 2006