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Saturday, October 16, 2004


Golden Eagle Band Night makes my feet hurt!
Aaahhh! The pain! The PAIN!!

MY feet hurt like HELL. And yours would too if you were standing for four freaking hours at a stupid football game, only playing half the songs with the band. BAH!

I only got to sit for half time, and even then I didn't get to get up and sit with my friends. Or get food. So, they starved us from 5:30 to 10:00. EBIL!! EBIL I TELL YOU!!

And I don't wanna march. Coz, one, I can't play me instrument as it is, and two, I just don't wanna. Coz I know everyone else is friggin' better than I am. Tear for mentaru.

I would quit band, but then I'd have to take PE, and I don't wanna take PE. So I have to take band. Grr. This makes mentaru mad.

Although, part of it was fun. Coz me and Morgan got to bother this senior. And that was a lot of fun. We followed him around the band hall like little ducks, so we started calling him Mamma Duck. It was very amusing.

And me and Morgan also found three (or maybe four) ukes! Bwahaha! Well, I'm one of them, and then there's this gay Clarinet dude, and this guy from German who claimed he was the Trumpet Section Leader's bitch. So he's an uke, too. We asked him if he was an uke and the Section leader was a seme, but they just gave us blank looks. Teehee.

But, now I must finish eating and go massage my feet...

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