Ok, now I will post a real journal entry. But read those lyrics. "Baby" is just a good song.

I found the downside of postponing the French test. If we had taken it yesterday, I'd have nothing to do tonight. Ah, well, can't have em all, eh?

I forget what I was going to write about..

I'm tired.

I'm also really kind of pissed off at Mr. Lerner for not letting us have a sectional because he had to go to the world series. Come on. -.- Oh well.. I'm not going to be more pissed at him then normal the freaking week of festival.

I'm bored.

I should probably just go to bed. I think I will. As soon as I actually type enough here to make it worth hitting the "Update Journal" button.

I'm still really nervous about the PSATs. More now than I was before the test. Well not more than right before the test, but more than like last weekend. I wish it was december. Cuz u know what else?!? If it were december I'd have Decembear out! I love Decembear! He guarantees that something happens each day of that month! If you guys do not know who Decembear is, then you clearly were not in my freshman english class. Come december, you'll know him and you'll love him.

N: we're going to a cool homecoming late tonight where the band meets at our fitness center, and we follow the drumline from dorm to dorm all over campus while they cadence until the police break it up

Sweet.

Too bad all we do for homecoming is lose hall decorating contests and forfeit powderpuff games. I wish I had known that you could cheat the system and buy a jersey and just not show up for the game. I so wanted to get a jersey and write Skillet on the back. Speaking of which, just for a change of pace, I'm going to be using my other screenname more now. Just because I can. Don't be alarmed if Skillet**** IMs you. It's me. Except there are numbers where the *s are. I just don't want every single person on woohu to IM me. Yea, so uhh...that's about it.

You know what's my latest source of great amusement? Jonide's "Little Fiddle Diddle." That is freaking hilarious. If you have not seen it, just ask her anytime she's in the band room. She'll be more than happy to give you a demonstration. "Little Fiddle Diddle, can you solve this riddle, did you eat your skittles?" OMG. It is the funniest thing ever. Well, not ever, but this week. o.~

I'll think of something else more interesting to write for tomorrow or.. something. I may be a little busier tomorrow though. And by busy, I mean unconscious.


Cyrus Jones 1810 to 1913
Made his great grandchildren believe you could live to a hundred and three
A hundred and three is forever when you're just a little kid
So Cyrus Jones lived forever.

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow
So that I can feel the rain
Gravedigger

Just some Dave lyrics that I like that I thought were worthy of sharing.

This first one is from "Dodo", possibly my favorite song on Some Devil.

Once upon a time,
When the world was just a pancake,
Fears would arise
That if you went too far you'd fall.
But with the passage of time,
It all became more of a ball.
We're as sure of that
As we all once were when the world was flat.

Next lyrics are from "Baby".

Baby, it's alright.
Stop your crying
Now...

Nothing is here to stay.
Everything has to begin and end.
A ship in a bottle won't sail.
All we can do is
Dream that the wind will blow us across the water.
A ship in a bottle set sail.

Baby, it's alright.
Stop your crying
Now...

There was a weakling man
Who dreamed he was strong as a hurricane.
A ship in a bottle set sail.
He took a deep breath and
Blew across the world he watched everything crumble.
Woke up a weakling again.

Some might tell you there's no hope in hell just because they feel hopeless.
But you don't have to be a thing like that.
You'll be a ship in a bottle set sail.

Baby, it's alright.
Stop your crying
Now...
It's alright.
So stop your crying
Now...

Be a ship in a bottle set sail.

Wha..? Huh? What day is it?

THANK GOD THAT DAMN TEST IS OVER! Nothing I can do about it now..

Sports authority is really gay. I wanted to buy a mcnabb jersey since I'm going to anyway sometime before december 15. I figured I might as well get it now for jersey day. All they had was medium. I went to the person and I said you dont have anything smaller than medium jerseys? They had kids sizes but only in Dolphins. Who wants to pay money for that?! *sigh* So tomorrow I have nothing to wear for homecoming. : ( Oh well. I'm still dressing up for twin day! o.~

Madame Mechante, as I now like to call her, actually did postpone our test. We had to compliment her for like 20 minutes to get it though. I think she knew she wasn't going to give it to us today and just did that so we'd congratulate her more on being named like the best french teacher ever. Actually I think it was the international award of teachers of french or something because Carlo asked her about it. He's like "shouldnt it be of french teachers, not of teachers of french?" And she said "it's an international title carlo, and the french put adjectives in the back. The french are more important." Something along those lines. She's nuts.

I forget where I was going next...

Our mallet sectional has been cancelled because of the freaking world series. Some band director...

I really hope that mr. markgraf comes to festival like he said he was going to. If I see him there I'm going to kick him and tell him to check his email from time to time..

Not a whole lot going on other than all that. I got grilled on the PSATs. "Well how many verbal questions weren't you sure on? What did u..." blah blah blah. I tuned it out and nodded a lot.

You know, I'm just realizing that it's been a while since I talked to matty. I hope nothing's wrong...

I'll wrap it up now, mainly because there's nothing left to say.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUAVE!!

GRRRRRR!!! Sasha just came inside from the backyard minus one collar. HOW CAN A DOG LOSE A COLLAR?! I went out to look for it, but I can't see it. It's supposed to be reflective too, so you would think I could see it out there with a flashlight. Grrr.. I better find that thing tomorrow. It has her rabies tag on it too..

Sorry about the survey post. I was really bored. Haha, I'm using past tense like it happened more than 20 minutes ago. I'm really really pissed off at my parents. Like it's something new.. My dad is being an asshole about me going to Pittsburgh over Christmas break. He wants me to be home for Christmas day, which is fine. But he and will were talking about doing like a weekend in Vegas for the 21-24 and they decided that if they and my mom went to vegas, that, since I don't really like vegas all that much, I could go to pittsburgh during that time. I was like what the fuck.. If I have to be here for the 25th, why the hell would I leave on the 21st?! I should leave on the 26th or 27th. If I go before christmas, it's for like 3 days. But apparently, will wants to be home after christmas so he can hang out with his friends. woohoo. So I'm just like fine..I'll stay here while you guys go to vegas and then we'll be together the 24th-26th and then I'll go to pitt. Then my mom says no, I wont have fun in vegas if you're here alone. I was like but you'd have fun if I was in Pittsburgh? "Yes." AHHHH!! That makes absolutely no sense!! I have no problem staying by myself, I'm fucking 17 years old! My parents have no problem with me being here for a few days myself either, they said that like a week ago. They're just being asses. I'm not sure that I want to go to pittsburgh if it's only for like three days. Not that I wouldnt want to go, but I wouldnt want to leave, it would be really hard to just be there for like 2 full days. Days that you fly in/out dont really count, because you never do anything on those days. I'm like I want to be there for a week. I want to hang with people without having to rush everything. I want to go to Wildwood highlands and go snow tubing. I should just move there, because I hate it here. Atleast high school is better than middle school, but I can't wait until I can move where I want. The second I'm out of college I'm right back up to pittsburgh where I belong. Sorry, I'm just really pissed off right now. I'll get over it. I should probably just go sleep. I really really feel like going out rollerblading, but it's dark. Minor obstacle.

I was really happy with yesterday's practice. I really thought it was going to be longer than it was, but the amount that we covered in that time was incredible. Leah was watching the tape when she ACTUALLY SHOWED UP, and she was so excited. "You can actually hear the pit!!!!"

I got some great footage yesterday. I have to go back and watch the whole thing, but some of it was really priceless. I'm not even going to go into the whole thing with kyu. That is just too good for words. When Krystle, me, gabe and reynold went around the school with the camera, we found part of a table from outside the cafeteria in a tree, and we decided that it was a treehouse. And that reynold needed to climb it. So he got about 2/3 of the way up and a cat jumped out of the tree and took off. I got it all on tape. Good stuff.

Alright, well I'm gonna go see how some of that tape turned out. Here, listen to some Dave.

Everything's different
My head in the clouds

I hit this corner
With my foot on the gass
I started sliding, I lose it
Everything's different just like that

Oh my God, wait and see
What will soon become of me
Frozen heart
Screaming wheels
Does that screaming come from me?

So damn lucky, that you went on ahead
You said, you said
I'll see you later
I heard what you said a few minutes later
I'm sliding
Everything's different, again

Oh my God, wait and see
What will soon become of me
This frozen heart
Screaming wheels
Well does that screaming come from me?

I'm dizzy from all this spinning

Now I'm thinking that you did all you could
When you said my love
Take it slowly
Ok
Is what I said

Oh my God, wait and see
What will soon become of me
Frozen heart
And screaming wheels
Does that screaming come from me?

Take me back, just before I was spinning
Take me back, just before I got dizzy
Take me back, amazing what a minute can do
Just like you
So, so, so, up, around, around, around, again
Amazing what a minute can do
Around, around, around, again
Ok....

Just got back from the ataris concert. It was really loud. It wasnt my favorite concert in the world, only because I was involved in 3 separate mosh pits, the last of which was a little painful and I would have rather avoided it. The drunk guy standing behind me got up on the stage 4 times because of the incompetent event staff. I had a good time though, only because it ended on a really really good note. I was leaving with kim, sarah and cristina and we saw a big bus. I was like hey, I bet that's the ataris' bus. And then sarah said yea, that's the guy that was on stage, remember? He tunes the guitars. And so I was like go say hi to him sarah. She didnt want to, but then I saw that they were in fact roadies and so while they were all walking off I said hey guys, why dont we hang around here for a minute. So they were still kind of walking off, but I didn't want to go, so I stayed where I was. The roadie looks at me and was like hey. Are you bored? I just went...yea. And he's like cool, wanna help me unload all this stuff? So we all got to be roadies for the ataris for 20 minutes. I got to touch kris's (with a K) very own bike! *sarcastic enthusiasm* It was cool though to be a roadie for a few. We asked the guy all about working for the ataris. He was a cool guy. He would have been cooler if he would have given us something for helping him out, instead of just taking his paycheck that we earned for him, but it's all good.

My new clarinet came today too. It's so pretty. I am, however, in love with the case. It's like the case of my dreams. lol. Now I don't have to worry so much when I'm playing in the stands. Stupid wooden clarinet and it's ...woodiness. I'll bring it on monday so everyone can see it.

I'm a little pissed off at the amount of crap I am anonymously taking for what I wrote. People are being assholes about it. If they don't know why I did not want my name announced like that to the whole band for writing it, then they should deal with that. Magda is freaking telling people that she wrote it. Yea right.. So many people though are saying crap about it that is really just rude, and I know that they wouldn't say it if they knew it was me, but still. If you don't know about it, then dont make a comment on it. Perhaps it was a bad idea to im that thing to ale. Only bad has come from it. But I guess I should have known better, since everything that I touch anymore turns to...something bad. The expression is gold, but I couldnt think of anything good to put in its place.

Ok, I'm gonna go watch the Cubs kick the crap out of the Marlins, as is Mr. Lerner. Haha. They're going down.

I finally got around to writing that email today. I felt a little better since leah emailed first. But I've had a lot of trouble coming up with what to say. Once I sat down to write it it wasn't that hard though. I feel a little better about things. I'll feel a lot better about things when/if I get a response.

I was really mad because I really wanted to go rollerblading today, but if I wanted shampoo I had to go to the store. When I got back it was dark. I'm already bending the rules a little by rollerblading in the first place, but I'm not gonna chance rollerblading at night. Especially since my stupid neighborhood is too cheap to put in street lights. So I have had not enough exercise today. But atleast my hair is clean.

I feel unloved since no one is commenting anymore. I know you guys are reading it, but what else am I supposed to do when I'm really bored?? Or when I'm supposed to be studying for history? So now I'll ask questions, and you guys will HAVE to answer. This one is more for kristen, since leah and I don't know. Is Matt now permanently on the bassline? Because Mike showed up to practice today and he's like what the hell is going on? I go to cross country and they give away my part? But I don't get it because it's not like it's the first thing he's missed. He didn't come to the game last week. Did he quit or not? We are all mourning the loss of the xylophone part. It's ok though I guess. I just wish that we were not totally excluded from things that are happening to us.

I think, from what I saw, that practice went pretty well today. Lerner seems to think you guys are catching on. Well, not catching on, but doing well. Something that I have been hearing a lot that is pissing me off, not that I'm pissed at the people saying it, just the idea pisses me off, is the word "unattainable" associated with the word "superior." Come on guys! You're just digging yourself into a hole! I mean, we're still weeks away from festival. We have several practices left, including one that's all day next friday, and we have the whole show on the field. I think we're doing pretty well all things considered. I see no reason that if we work hard these next few weeks that we cannot get a superior. Do people not want it anymore? Have the sophomores told the freshmen oh, it's no big deal? I just do not understand this. The only reason I even have stayed with it and joined pit was to still be able to go to FBA. Am I the only one who thinks that it is any kind of a big deal? I really think that we are running around in circles here. I have come across few people who care. If not for a superior than for what? Atlantic band used to be able to hold its head high. What are those people in it for now? A free ticket into the football game? Spending 5 hours a week with your friends? An easy sixth area? Can someone explain this to me? Because I think that we should be able to go around the room and ask every person in the band what are you in it for? What is your goal here? And every person should be able to answer superior. Maybe this is too much of a "remember the titans" dream, but I think we can do it, if everyone just realizes what the hell they're doing. Because we as an organization are wasting a lot of time if we have no goal or are not working to accomplish those goals. I have put so much time and effort and emotional energy into this band, and if we are working towards nothing, I want it back.

Good feeling's gone.
I hope you all got the finding nemo reference in that subject. Otherwise, YOU CLEARLY HAVE NOT SEEN THE MOVIE! I raise my fist to you! You can come to my finding nemo party when I get the dvd! o.~

Anywho...I went rollerblading for 2 hours this afternoon. I probably covered about 10 miles, maybe more. But I just went in circles around the neighborhood. Kind of metaphorical actually. I really needed to get out by myself and sort out some thoughts. Sort them I did. I came to a few conclusions about things, none of which make me feel any better, but I guess I'm a tiny bit less confuzzled. According to Kristen, less confuzzled is good... I still dont know what to make of all of this though. And I dont know why it will not leave me alone. The whole getting two hours to myself with no interruptions helped a little though. Highly recommend rollerblading. I'm really not going to write out all the crap that I'm thinking though, because not everyone needs to read it. So...uhh...yea. I'll deal with it I guess. Eventually. Just...it'll be a few weeks I think before I actually figure out what to do about this. It's hard to figure out all on your own. This is something that I have learned this weekend. I've also learned though that I have no other choice but to deal with it and get through it, because nothing is going to change...atleast not for the better. I dont really have a lot more to say. It's like...if I were to climb mount everest, and then as soon as I got to the very top of it, I'm pushed off from behind. That's a good metaphor. But seriously...I went up so far to fall so hard.

I went today to Krystle's church to Courtney's goodbye thingy. I felt kind of awkward though, because I barely even know her. I met her like...twice. I'm still sorry she's moving though. But it was kind of weird filling out the guest book. I had no idea what to write. It just kind of sucks that everyone's leaving at once. This is this mass exodus I was mentioning before. Everyone is leaving for somewhere. Like Chicago. Or Oddysey MS. It all sucks.

I went to Calvacade today. I am such a bando. It's good to know though that I still am a bando, because I have had doubts the past few days about the resiliency of my bando-ness. The stamp of a music note on my hand kinda casts it in stone though I would assume.. You guys all should have come. Apparently markgraf is the announcer for it, and it was ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS!!! Me and Amy and Eun Joo sat there like the whole time and made fun of him. "We loooove you. John I. Leonard High School! If you don't know which band is coming up after the break, then you should go buy a program!" Ahh, those were the best three things about it I think. It was the weirdest thing in the world to hear markgraf plugging for program sales. We talked to him a bit during the thirty minute break. He said again that he's sorry and that this is not how he wanted things to end up at all, and that he hopes everyone believed everything he said on thursday because he didn't make any of it up. Then I made fun of him for plugging the programs. He told us that if he gets forced out of this job too, there's a great career for him as a gameshow host. lol. You guys should have gone just to hear the corny band grams read in his gameshow voice. Freaking hilarious.

More news from Calvacade....OLYMPIC HEIGHTS LOST! They didn't win any best of the class stuff, and they got third overall. Huge upset since they did this sweetness things with bringing drums out onto the field at the end. It was really cool. But we all like to see olympic heights suffer. We do, however, hate phil rodell. That's all I've got to say about that. The stoneman douglas pit was amazing though. It still was not as good as the clarinet solo by killian. That should have taken it. Best clarinet solo ever.

Oh! I almost forgot!! When we were talking to markgraf during the break and making fun of him for his band grams and program plugs and whatnot, he's like yea, maybe I'll work in a shoutout to you guys. I thought he was kidding. Right after olympic went on, he read all the band grams and then was like "I'd like to give a special shoutout to all the Atlantic High School Band members in the crowd tonight!" We went absolutely nuts. All three of us. It was so great. When we were trying to leave, we had to get through hialiah miami lakes band, and they were really scary. They just kept on yelling at us "Dont break the ranks!!" and none of them would let us through. We all had to run through the band and hop over bushes to get to the parking lot. This trumpet player stopped right in front of eun joo so she couldnt get through. o.O But after we got through I got back at them by saying that the HML on all their stuff reminded me only of HLMs, which are low income french government housings. I came to the conclusion that they were mean to us because they were bitter about having to live in HLMs.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. There's not really much to say. This past week has been really hard. And really weird. Something Lerner said to me I am still not over. I'm not going to post it on here though, so IM me if you want to know and maybe I'll tell you, depending on whether or not I want to. It's just going to be tough for me for a while. I think it may be a long while. I have a lot of stuff to deal with. So I'm apologizing in advance for whatever I might say to people on "off days."

"And then there was one..."
"I'm broken
Don't break me
When I hit the ground"

It's a funny feeling, you know. A little indescribable. Why is everybody leaving? Is there some mass exodus no one has told me about? I must have missed that memo. It just...it wouldn't be so bad if he hadn't helped me out with so much shit this year. That for the first time, band actually was the escape, not the thing to escape from. My self confidence improved immensely in just these few weeks. I actually led pit practice today. Kind of weird, but when someone else believes in you like that, you believe in yourself too, you know? You guys all know what I'm talking about. I've put a lot of this stuff in my posts already. I'll get over this eventually, I guess it's just one more thing that I didn't need.


Thanks for the hug Krystle.

I have decided that the apocalypse is upon us. This is based on 2 observations. Observation #1: Nikki is taking spanish. #2: I have lost my ability to marathon-sleep. I woke up this morning at 9 o'clock. By myself. For no reason. I couldn't get back to sleep either. I just watched Breed All About It about the basenji and the clumber spaniel. I think the sleep deprivation is making me not able to sleep anymore or...something. o.O

I'm really pissed off at myself for a number of reasons, but most importantly because I forgot to call my little cousin for her birthday. I have just been so busy. I hate this, because it's like I'm too busy to do anything anymore. I feel soooo guilty. I talked to her online today and she wasn't talking as much as she normally does, and I was trying to figure out what was wrong, but she signed off. Then I was just like SHIT! Her birthday was wednesday!! CRAP CRAP CRAP! I called her today, but she was out birthday shopping for a new outfit. Ugh, I feel so bad though, so Karen, if you read this, I AM SO SORRY!!

I forget where I was going with this journal. That's another thing that's getting to me, is my brain tumor. I dont really have a brain tumor, but that's what I blame all my forgettingness on. My agenda is like my best friend this year. I have to write everything in it though. I'm about ready to get to the point of writing in "5:30 - feed the dog." My memory is getting sooo bad. It's always been really bad, but it just keeps getting worse and worse. My parents think I have "selective memory," but it's not that, cuz it's not like I choose what I want to forget. It's things like history. Or things that people told me 40 seconds ago. Those are the things that really freak me out. Things that take me less than a minute to forget. And yet I can remember things that happened when I was 1 or 2 years old. But not second grade. According to my parents, that's one of those traumatized blocky outy things, cuz my second grade teacher was manic depressive. Thank you Del Prado!

Speaking of the public school system of palm beach county, the bus ride yesterday was really...interesting. I have never before in my life been hit so many times with small objects. We had to ride bus 59, cuz ...I dont know why. We have come to the conclusion that John is dying. So anyway, bus 59 has a fair amount of south tech kids, and packing ours on made it worse. It was 3 to a seat for most people, but luckily I had only 2 in mine. All the mature south tech kids took about every paper they had from "school" and crumpled them into little balls to throw around the bus. It came to "Hold on, I'm almost out of science work!" Then they got creative. We had a few shirts going around, one of which joel hit me with. I'm going to beat the crap out of him on monday though, so it's all good. We had a bunch of stuff fly out the window, including atleast one shirt, pieces of cardboard, entire folders that were crumpled up to throw, and probably an entire year's worth of south tech science curriculum. But their bus went home first, so we didn't get home till like 5. Two of the kids from our bus got in a fight though, and that was fun to watch. I think it started when Robert hit Phillip with a paper ball. Lots of yelling. They did have the courtesy though to wait till they got off the bus to actually fight though. We tried to get the bus driver to wait there so we could see the fight, but we think he's...not the brightest crayon in the box. He kept on coming on the pa system and saying things like "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for riding the palm beach county public school bus system. I hope you have a lovely weekend." He did threaten us once though, "I know how to catch a palm tran, and I'll leave this bus." Uh-huh. But we didnt get to see much of the fight. The whole group got off the bus and robert tied his pants tighter, as to keep them on during the fight, I can only assume, and they both took off their shirts and went at it, but that's all we got to see. Joel will tell us about it in the morning though.

Just for you nikki, I am working on the hugging thing. Only problem is someone told little izzy about it, and now she hugs me all the time. -.- But I am improving. lol.

Oh, just for those of you who are as easily amused as I am, go to google.com and type in "French military victories". Then press I'm Feeling Lucky. It will come up with "Did you mean: french military defeats" Suave told me about this one. I had to go home and try it. So I did. Freaking funny. I printed out the page to show Ms Youngman. Maybe I should show her after asking for a letter of recommendation. Oh, there's another point to add. I think I am going to apply for Atlantic Ambassador. I got an application from ms shilit, and it says I need 3 letters of recommendation. After thinking about it all day yesterday, I have decided to go with ms youngman, ms swanson, and mr markgraf. So...uhh...any feedback on that whole deal? As far as me applying and whatnot? I am semi-unsure after the whole french club deal, which I am still not really over. I just am investing less into this one than I did that one. I want it less. I'm still going for it, like I want to do it, but it's not as big as the french club election, so I'll be ok if I dont get it.

That's about all I have. I'll post some interesting Dave lyrics for you guys though, just because I know how anxious you are to hear some stuff from Some Devil!

When was he killed,
The very last dodo bird?
And was he aware
That he was the very last one?

Something worth pondering...

UHHHH. I am so tired. I just got home at 9:30 from this stupid thursday game, which is a LOT earlier than expected, but still... Adam, I blame you, because you're jewish, and this whole thursday game thing is for a jewish holiday of some sort (I think). And if it's not for a jewish holiday and I have been misinformed by many many people, then I still blame you, because that's how the system works.

I listened to the Dave CD for like 3 hours today. That is the awesomest (told ya I was tired) CD ever. I <3 it. lol. Let's see...what else happened today...

Oh, another addition to my growing list of nicknames. Personally, if I get to decide, I'm sticking with just plain skillet, as opposed to some of the ones that have been added on recently. I think that nicknames should be no more syllables than your actual name, or it defeats the purpose. So uhh...yea. "No extras!" Anywho, There's this one part in the opener, where there's this long run. Well, it's not long, but it's fast. So as of yet, I have not played it at all. Just skipped it in the music. Think about it, when I learned all that music, I didnt have the skills I have today (ya right), so I just...decided not even to try it. Anyway, all was well with that until today. During third hour Markgraf came up and played Leah's part on the marimba with me, so that I would not be completely totally lost. (Amanda: "Oh yea, I was wondering about that, because all the sudden it got really loud." >:o) So it got to that part in the song, and I, not thinking, just skipped it like I always do. It's freaking like 2 beats. Anyway, markgraf seemed to notice. *little shrug* He said something, of which I am still not sure, right after, and it totally messed me up for a good long while in the song. So after the end of that song, he's like "You didnt play that run!" me: *blank stare* "umm...nope." him: "Chicken. You're Chicken skillet!" Then we had to play the next song, so I was pretty glad that conversation ended. I learned the run during lunch.

Tonight me and kristen and krystle went out to "dinner" at subway. When we got there vivi and jessica and some percussionists were already there. (hmm, kristen, I wonder how they beat us there? o.~) Anyway, after we had sat down and whatnot, markgraf came in, and the whole group of people got up and left. I felt REALLY bad. I mean, I dont care if you dont like the guy, that was just rude. I think he was really upset by it too. I mean, honestly, think about it. He's in a new school as much as we have new directors. He even said to me and krystle and kristen after "Are you guys gonna get up and leave too?" It was more amused sounding than it reads, but still I think it would suck big time to have a whole group of people leave when you walked in. Dunno, I just thought that it was totally uncalled for. Even if lerner had walked into subway, I would not have gotten up right as he was walking in and left like that. It was so totally obvious what they were doing. I felt really bad for him.

For those of you who are growing unbearably curious, here is the alcohol story me and nikki have been mentioning, and then I'm out.

As part of Northwestern orientation, all freshmen are required to take an Alcohol Edu class, to expose them to the dangers of binge drinking, and the laws about underage drinking here in Evanston and Illinois. It's a very long and boring ordeal that has to be done online, and you must spend at least three hours on it. Somewhere in the middle, while not paying attention, I stumbled upon an exercise that simply said "Type in the names of two females and one male in addition to yourself and click Next". Fondly looking at my photographs from home, I of course entered all your names in (unknowingly, all right?). Here's what popped out:

It's 9 p.m., and you are hanging out with your friends, Krystle, Lauren and Adam, a first-year student. You're planning to go to an off-campus party at 11 p.m. Adam has agreed to be the designated driver for the evening. You're all getting bored as you wait to leave for the party, so Lauren pulls a few beers and a bottle of vodka from her backpack.

By 11p.m., Lauren and Krystle have each had three shots and a beer. Adam's the designated driver and he hasn't had any alcohol yet. He gets you to the party safely, and when you arrive the party is in full swing. Lauren and Adam head straight for the keg. Krystle heads for the dance floor.

You join Krystle on the dance floor. You dance for a while and then decide to go grab some beers. When you get to the keg, you see Adam drinking straight from the tap and a bunch of people cheering him on. It doesn't look like he's living up to his designated driver responsibility.

You decide not to drink, and instead ask Krystle if she wants to go back to the dance floor. She says that you should go without her. She's going to grab a beer and mingle on her own. An hour later, you notice that you haven't seen Krystle around, so you start looking for her. You finally find her upstairs in a dark room making out with some guy.

You get Krystle away from the guy. She's very drunk and can barely walk. She tells you that she's going to be sick. You find a bathroom, and she throws up several times. You find Lauren and Adam, and see that they're pretty wasted as well. Adam won't be able to drive, so you get him to hand over the car keys. When Krystle wanders out of the bathroom, she slips and falls down the stairs. She's crying and injured, and you need to get her home.

You announce to Lauren and Adam that it's time to go. Everyone gets into the car and Krystle continues to cry. She hurt her leg pretty badly in the fall. You start up the car and pull out of the driveway. You get everyone home safely.


The moral of the story? Maintain your academic integrity; DON'T CHEAT!

Just thought it was funny. : )

Love from Nikki


The subject: "Here's something to make you smile or piss you off : ) "

CERTAINLY nothing like this ever happened! Ever. *sneaks away*

Everyone look at today's song. *waits till you actually look up, even though I told you to*....see the artist? That's right. It's not a typo. Dave Matthews. Not Dave Matthews Band. Today I got Dave's debut solo album. EVERYONE GO BUY IT! : ) I got the tee-shirt too, and an exclusive cd from the tour with tim reynolds because I'm a warehouse member. And because I'm special. So now all you guys on my bus can stop yelling at me, I will NOT be listening to Busted Stuff in the morning. But I will bring it to school, in case I miss it on the bus to the game. Stupid Thursday game..

I just got home from school. It's like 9 o'clock. I went out to dinner with my Uncle Bob and his new fiancee. The whole thing is kind of weird. First of all, Susan (his fiancee) bears a noticable resemblance to his two ex-wives. Not physical, but her personality and stuff. Second, and this is the part I dont get, he broke up with his last wife on the issue of children. She wanted em, he has two older kids with his first wife, and didn't want more. Funny thing is, post-divorce, his new fiancee has 2 boys, 11 and 13. Just seems kind of odd. Oh well, he's not the weirdest part of my family...

On a more band related note, I still suck at pit, and I'm still spending a good amount of time practicing. I almost have the third song down though. "I'm working on it." I think I say that to markgraf like 10 times every day. I need to play louder, apparently. A LOT louder. (But I thought it was full, not loud!) That's the one thing that I get yelled at the most for. "Lauren, play out. I can't hear you at all up there." Mmmm...yea, I guess I do. It's just hard to hit those stick thingies any harder against the marimba than I am already. But I'm working on it. Excessively. I'm such a bando now. Even Amy says so. I spend every waking moment practicing. Much of it is on the piano/desk/dashboard, but it still counts. Today Amanda called me Skillet in front of Mr. Markgraf. He laughed at me.

This is a really boring entry. Nothing else happened. I'm gonna go listen to some Dave now.