I quit Breakthru. I'm incredibly busy right now and just don't feel like that band is where I need to be right now. Also, they were a little heavier than I liked. Maybe some other band, some other time. I have come to the conclusion that talent isn't something to be hidden away.
On another note, I started V.E. tryouts this week. (the color guard of the marching band.) It's wonderful to be active again; the off season was miserable! I felt so lethargic.
The healthcare bill has raised some strong opinions, even among America's youth. Personally, I don't see the problem with it. I believe that access to healthcare is one of the unalienable rights. It works in every other country that has government regulated healthcare. And I don't hear anyone complaining about mandatory car insurance...
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
If someone had told me, a week ago, that I would be the lead singer in a band, I would have laughed. It's never really been my thing- more my sister's style than my own. I'm not the sort to fearlessly get up on a stage and pour my heart out to people I don't know. I didn't really plan on saying yes to their invitation to join, but the made Bambi eyes at me. What was I supposed to do? They said they'd help me with the stage fright.
Chandler is the Lead guitar, Ben plays drums, and Troy plays bass. I haven't met him yet.
This morning I walked to Chandler's house and we wrote part of a song. It was difficult to write to preexisting music, but we got three verses and a chorus. Personally, I think the lyrics are terrible- definitely not my best. I can't write well on the spot. A planned get together to write is a pain; I need to be 'inspired' to write.
I live for the moments when I have to dig through the clutter in the kitchen drawers to find a pen to jot down my feelings on the back of an envelope or receipt.
Anyway, enough about the band...
In the morning I'm taking the SAT. This will be the third time. I did pretty well on the PSAT, but I'm still getting jitters. I keep telling myself, "It's okay. This is old hat to you." I must take 2 #2 pencils, a calculator, snacks, my permit (for identification), and a drink. I also need to eat a good breakfast, something I don't do often. I'm really glad Emily is taking it with me; I won't feel all alone during break times.
I've had a headache for three days straight now. It might be because my wisdom teeth are coming in. It might be that I'm dying. Who knows? I just hope I'm not in too much pain to concentrate in the morning.
On another note, I went out with the girls last night and had fun. Bri picked up Jessica and me, and then we swung by the bank and Dollar General for candy. We met up with Emily at Chick-fil-a and they ordered nuggets and coke. I ha already eaten home made pizza. We walked across the car park to the theatre and caught the 7:45 showing of Alice in Wonderland. Emily and I split gummy life savers and peach rings. We all made ourselves sick with candy.
It was amazing.
It's nice having a four day weekend. It feels like Sunday night, but it's only Friday. Its also very confusing. I know next week will seem like the longest week ever. Everything is relative.
March 30 seems to be the dead line for everything, and I haven't started any of my projects or papers. I am the queen of procrastination.
I should probably hit the hay before ten so that I can attemt to get some sleep. I have a feeling it's going to be like the night before Christmas. And I don't mean that in a good way. I'm going to be too wired to sleep.
Chandler is the Lead guitar, Ben plays drums, and Troy plays bass. I haven't met him yet.
This morning I walked to Chandler's house and we wrote part of a song. It was difficult to write to preexisting music, but we got three verses and a chorus. Personally, I think the lyrics are terrible- definitely not my best. I can't write well on the spot. A planned get together to write is a pain; I need to be 'inspired' to write.
I live for the moments when I have to dig through the clutter in the kitchen drawers to find a pen to jot down my feelings on the back of an envelope or receipt.
Anyway, enough about the band...
In the morning I'm taking the SAT. This will be the third time. I did pretty well on the PSAT, but I'm still getting jitters. I keep telling myself, "It's okay. This is old hat to you." I must take 2 #2 pencils, a calculator, snacks, my permit (for identification), and a drink. I also need to eat a good breakfast, something I don't do often. I'm really glad Emily is taking it with me; I won't feel all alone during break times.
I've had a headache for three days straight now. It might be because my wisdom teeth are coming in. It might be that I'm dying. Who knows? I just hope I'm not in too much pain to concentrate in the morning.
On another note, I went out with the girls last night and had fun. Bri picked up Jessica and me, and then we swung by the bank and Dollar General for candy. We met up with Emily at Chick-fil-a and they ordered nuggets and coke. I ha already eaten home made pizza. We walked across the car park to the theatre and caught the 7:45 showing of Alice in Wonderland. Emily and I split gummy life savers and peach rings. We all made ourselves sick with candy.
It was amazing.
It's nice having a four day weekend. It feels like Sunday night, but it's only Friday. Its also very confusing. I know next week will seem like the longest week ever. Everything is relative.
March 30 seems to be the dead line for everything, and I haven't started any of my projects or papers. I am the queen of procrastination.
I should probably hit the hay before ten so that I can attemt to get some sleep. I have a feeling it's going to be like the night before Christmas. And I don't mean that in a good way. I'm going to be too wired to sleep.
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