Life, whoo. Well, who want's to hear about my life? Apparently nobody, because nobody askes, and I hardly ever get to have a real conversation with ANYONE anymore. It's really very upsetting. Well, Life. It comes and goes, it ebbs and flows. Please excuse my random poetry to much shakespeare, it's not good for the head.
Anyway, It's November, and Marching band is over. crying I miss it very much. It's not that I'm a band geek (even though I am) but that's not it. It was the sense of belonging and family. It was the people that made me WANT to go march in a swamp three times a week. Well, enough wallowing in the past. It's over till July. In the mean time, Pep band. Not quite the same (different people, though most of the MB people are still there, with many new additions) Anyway, I have been able to connect well with someone I never thought I would have the chance to connect with. It's a very good thing, yet tha tone person is avoiding me, and it hurts alot. I miss them so much, and they won't even talk to me when I talk to them. It's quite depressing.
Enough of my sorrow, I'm done here for now. Happy Thanksgiving!
 Starylights · Tue Nov 25, 2008 @ 04:08am · 0 Comments |
