Procrastination...it's great.

So I'm supposed to be writing a huge essay on Lord of the Flies vs. Transcendentalism for Honors English but YOU KNOW...stuff is on my mind and I think I'll write about it. I'm gonna try to go back to my blog because I have that pressure in my heart again when I can't say what I'm thinking because of the people around me. So I'll just spill to my lovely little blog here where people I may know or people I may not know can read about my life. Fantastic.

Gahh. Just life is SO pressure-y right now. Honors english, honors global, biology, and then advanced and show choir and then districts coming up and then jazz band and orchestra and concert band and the musical and marching band and piano recitals every month...AHHH! It's CRAZY! These are the times I can't wait for marching band season to be over so I can bring my grades back up.

Friends. I love a lot of them. They rock. The kind when we stop at a stop sign and explode out of the car and do Chinese fire drills. Or the friends that have staring contests with my dog. Or the ones that I can say absolutely ANYTHING to (ex world domination) and talk about it for hours upon end. And then the friends that I love dearly but I think they have forgotten my existence by other people they care for more. It's...so sad. Or the friends that are moving out of the state in the very near future. Or have moved. Or are homeschooled. I canNOT imagine life without them. I LOVE THEM. I can't live without friends. Please stay with me. I need them now more than ever before.

Boys. WHAT'S UP WITH THEM?! I'm single. I do not like anyone, nor have I for quite a long time. I'm completely happy. Why do they toil with girls' minds so much? I DON'T GET IT. They can leave any time. They steal my friends. They turn their worlds upside down. They drive them bananas and into hideous cycles. Just STOP. All right?! Just go away.

I've been thinking about marching band so much. So many people hate it this year, some love it. Many people are quitting because of other people. That's very sad. At times I want to quit from frustration, at other times I'm so ready to go for drum major. (Thoughts on that?) We may be a kinda small band, we may not have the best drill writers or directors that don't seem to care, we may not have any money in our organization besides donations, but we as a band can do some pretty incredible things. Our situation is not like many other bands. While some people complain that we suck, all right. If you have something negative to say, you know where the door is. Let's go Big Red. <3

Anyway. I guess I should go back to this little essay of mine.

~j

Verse of the Day:
Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and your plans will succeed.

Proverbs 16:3