Journals certainly are being temperamental.
People I'm certain I'm friends with have journals I cannot view, but those that I could never read, they are now visible to me.
Interesting, no?
Sam and Angela stuff...I'm just going to let it go. Everytime I try, it gets shot down, so screw it.
I'll let him come back to me.
I will only talk to him about Angela when he provokes it or she says something.
It is obvious that he intends on staying with her until she messes up and is caught doing it.
So, I'm just waiting.
She'll mess up eventually.
That or Sam will come to his senses and realise how stupid he is being.
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This really isn't that long, so go ahead an read it if you'd like. I tend to hit enter a lot, rather than condencing. >.<
It's about my band trip to NWU.
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Saturday, my band was to report to the school at 6:30AM.
Then, at 7:00AM, we departed for NorthWestern University in Chicago.
Sam and I listened to music the whole entire time there. We got many odd looks. Then again, can we really blame them? We were singing the Spice Girls, The Temptations, and some foreign music as well. Oddly enough, the bus ride did not seem to last three hours, nor did it get boring or uncomfortable in the least.
So once we reach the campus, the buses pull over. All females go to one bus, males to the other. Then the buses pull out for the stadium as everyone [tries] to get into their band uniforms.
I sat with Sam's mother, since Sam was on the male bus. xD
We were having a grand time. She thinks I should attend NWU.
Her exact words were;
"You should look into attending NWU. It's the Harvord of Illinois and you could get in without a problem. I've always wanted someone who's part of the family to attend this school."
Sure, it made me feel really special and all, but NWU would put my parents in debt for the rest of their lives. It's such a prestigious school. I doubt I would fit in.
Also, I am after an incredible music program. Yes, NWU has a nice program, no doubt, but I'm not in it for marching band.
But, anyway, we assembled everything upon reaching the stadium. Members of NWU led us onto the practice football field, which was made of fake grass. Approximately 3ooo young musicians stood at attention, dressed in full uniform, out in the 8o Degree weather. We practiced as a band mafia for an hour or two. I lost track. It was too hot to take note. >>
Then, they set us free. But, we had to leave the uniforms on. So Sam, Little Kapooah (He is quite fun), and I went about the area to get food and drinks.
Then, we had to report to the stadium and watch the game. x]
Come half time, they file us out onto the field, we perform, and then they hustle us off. It was supposed to be telovised.
After finishing our playing, we all stripped down to our NORMAL clothing and hopped the buses for Navy Peir.
Once we get there, 39 kids split off with the 5 chaperones...except a few who ran off without even giving cell phone numbers to an adult.
Because of this, Sam's parents and my mother split. I stayed with my mom, so I didn't get to see Sam when we walked down the pier.
We did find them sitting around at the end of the pier, though.
Then, we [all] gathered for pictures in front of a huge anchor.
After that, it was time to head for the buses.
So we're walking back as a [huge] mob and the Macarina starts playing. So, of course, all 39 of us start dancing...then the music died and everyone 'aww'ed, which made on lookers laugh.
We made it to the buses, but couldn't board, so we kept eating icecream that Sam had bought while staring at the skyline.
Remi picked up a huge spider and threw it at me. Then, Sam goes "HO s**t, AMANDA, IT'S ON YOU! O_O"
So I'm run over to him flippin' out and he goes "I'm not going to touch it! Get away from me you crazy b***h!"
Then he takes of running for a tree and starts laughing his a** off.
There was no spider on me. Nope, Remi didn't even throw the spider, it was a berry.
So I walked over to Sam, laughing. When I got right next to him, I called him a b***h and he took of running again. This time, I chased his sorry hiney. I caught him when he wasn't expecting it, so all was well.
At least we kept everyone else entertained.
Finally, we got to get on the buses. We sit in our usual seats and listen to music yet again. This time, we sang Dragostea Din Tei nice and loud.
After we stopped at Decalb, Sam and I just talked until about a half hour from home. xD
Then we fell asleep.
Next thing I know, Sam is sitting over me, prodding my side, telling me to get up.
...So I hit him. >>
I did get up and take my stuff from the buses to put away.
Then I stood in the band room lookin like some drunk person who couldn't figure out where their bed was at.
It was quarter to one when I finally got home. I didn't actually sleep until 1:30AM.
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Sorry for length. I even cut some details out. So many things happened, I'm just saving both of us the effort. xD
I can't make short entries unless I'm depressed, so be happy.
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Sarah: A lot of people do. >>
Ebs: You said you wanted to make a bon-fire, so I told you to. xD
Jess: I miss you so much. v_v
People I'm certain I'm friends with have journals I cannot view, but those that I could never read, they are now visible to me.
Interesting, no?
Sam and Angela stuff...I'm just going to let it go. Everytime I try, it gets shot down, so screw it.
I'll let him come back to me.
I will only talk to him about Angela when he provokes it or she says something.
It is obvious that he intends on staying with her until she messes up and is caught doing it.
So, I'm just waiting.
She'll mess up eventually.
That or Sam will come to his senses and realise how stupid he is being.
-
This really isn't that long, so go ahead an read it if you'd like. I tend to hit enter a lot, rather than condencing. >.<
It's about my band trip to NWU.
-
Saturday, my band was to report to the school at 6:30AM.
Then, at 7:00AM, we departed for NorthWestern University in Chicago.
Sam and I listened to music the whole entire time there. We got many odd looks. Then again, can we really blame them? We were singing the Spice Girls, The Temptations, and some foreign music as well. Oddly enough, the bus ride did not seem to last three hours, nor did it get boring or uncomfortable in the least.
So once we reach the campus, the buses pull over. All females go to one bus, males to the other. Then the buses pull out for the stadium as everyone [tries] to get into their band uniforms.
I sat with Sam's mother, since Sam was on the male bus. xD
We were having a grand time. She thinks I should attend NWU.
Her exact words were;
"You should look into attending NWU. It's the Harvord of Illinois and you could get in without a problem. I've always wanted someone who's part of the family to attend this school."
Sure, it made me feel really special and all, but NWU would put my parents in debt for the rest of their lives. It's such a prestigious school. I doubt I would fit in.
Also, I am after an incredible music program. Yes, NWU has a nice program, no doubt, but I'm not in it for marching band.
But, anyway, we assembled everything upon reaching the stadium. Members of NWU led us onto the practice football field, which was made of fake grass. Approximately 3ooo young musicians stood at attention, dressed in full uniform, out in the 8o Degree weather. We practiced as a band mafia for an hour or two. I lost track. It was too hot to take note. >>
Then, they set us free. But, we had to leave the uniforms on. So Sam, Little Kapooah (He is quite fun), and I went about the area to get food and drinks.
Then, we had to report to the stadium and watch the game. x]
Come half time, they file us out onto the field, we perform, and then they hustle us off. It was supposed to be telovised.
After finishing our playing, we all stripped down to our NORMAL clothing and hopped the buses for Navy Peir.
Once we get there, 39 kids split off with the 5 chaperones...except a few who ran off without even giving cell phone numbers to an adult.
Because of this, Sam's parents and my mother split. I stayed with my mom, so I didn't get to see Sam when we walked down the pier.
We did find them sitting around at the end of the pier, though.
Then, we [all] gathered for pictures in front of a huge anchor.
After that, it was time to head for the buses.
So we're walking back as a [huge] mob and the Macarina starts playing. So, of course, all 39 of us start dancing...then the music died and everyone 'aww'ed, which made on lookers laugh.
We made it to the buses, but couldn't board, so we kept eating icecream that Sam had bought while staring at the skyline.
Remi picked up a huge spider and threw it at me. Then, Sam goes "HO s**t, AMANDA, IT'S ON YOU! O_O"
So I'm run over to him flippin' out and he goes "I'm not going to touch it! Get away from me you crazy b***h!"
Then he takes of running for a tree and starts laughing his a** off.
There was no spider on me. Nope, Remi didn't even throw the spider, it was a berry.
So I walked over to Sam, laughing. When I got right next to him, I called him a b***h and he took of running again. This time, I chased his sorry hiney. I caught him when he wasn't expecting it, so all was well.
At least we kept everyone else entertained.
Finally, we got to get on the buses. We sit in our usual seats and listen to music yet again. This time, we sang Dragostea Din Tei nice and loud.
After we stopped at Decalb, Sam and I just talked until about a half hour from home. xD
Then we fell asleep.
Next thing I know, Sam is sitting over me, prodding my side, telling me to get up.
...So I hit him. >>
I did get up and take my stuff from the buses to put away.
Then I stood in the band room lookin like some drunk person who couldn't figure out where their bed was at.
It was quarter to one when I finally got home. I didn't actually sleep until 1:30AM.
--
Sorry for length. I even cut some details out. So many things happened, I'm just saving both of us the effort. xD
I can't make short entries unless I'm depressed, so be happy.
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Sarah: A lot of people do. >>
Ebs: You said you wanted to make a bon-fire, so I told you to. xD
Jess: I miss you so much. v_v
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Having a band trip sounds like delirious fun.. Makes me wish I was in band sometimes.. Except not really since our band teacher is a jackass. My friends tried to get him fired last year, and he hates them even more now..
Mmm.. I have to try out for the musical my school is doing since I am in IB Theatre Arts.. It is bound to be fun, but I am not sure whether I should do tech, or actually try out for a part. Be good Az.. ^^ And life will be good to you... :3