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Apr. 19th, 2002
I wanna go to Vancouver right now. I want to be in rain. I want to have to use an umbrella. I wanna pack up my clothes into a suitcase, and I want to put them and my trombone and some brownies *stifles a giggle but not for the reason you might think... ask Lisa Terry* and get on to a bus and sit between Kristy and the bus wall for 12 hours. and sleep and listen to Goo and to Collective Soul, and eat the brownies, and giggle when someone else eats the brownies *tee hee* and then sleep then colour, then do other bus things like a long rendition of "Down By The Bay" like we did coming from the skydome to our hotel in Toronto on our tour there.
I cannot wait to leave. and leave school and the nastiness that comes with it such as evil teachers *cough* and pricks, but there are some pricks in band that I can't leave behind.
et j'ai peur. parce-que my choir isn't ready for festival. And we compete very soon, on the 2nd or 3rd or something psycho like that. I mean, Zach was plunking out alto parts for heavens sake today... we're not ready, I don't think we're going to be ready, and I'm worried. I dont' want to end Grade 12 not winning huge amounts of awards like we did in grade eleven. I will cry. I seriously will. Watch me.
meh. I have to be at work in 8 hours. for 9 hours. We have a "staff meeting" tomorrow morning at 8 am. ew. I dont' want to go. but the sooner I go, the sooner I can leave, and then me and Rob and Natalie and Ben can go see ice age at 7:15. Stef, wanna come? if you do, look up pocket dawg in the phone book, and call me at work between 10 and 5.
Sleep is overrated. I'm going to leave now, but I'm not going to sleep. Bye :)
I cannot wait to leave. and leave school and the nastiness that comes with it such as evil teachers *cough* and pricks, but there are some pricks in band that I can't leave behind.
et j'ai peur. parce-que my choir isn't ready for festival. And we compete very soon, on the 2nd or 3rd or something psycho like that. I mean, Zach was plunking out alto parts for heavens sake today... we're not ready, I don't think we're going to be ready, and I'm worried. I dont' want to end Grade 12 not winning huge amounts of awards like we did in grade eleven. I will cry. I seriously will. Watch me.
meh. I have to be at work in 8 hours. for 9 hours. We have a "staff meeting" tomorrow morning at 8 am. ew. I dont' want to go. but the sooner I go, the sooner I can leave, and then me and Rob and Natalie and Ben can go see ice age at 7:15. Stef, wanna come? if you do, look up pocket dawg in the phone book, and call me at work between 10 and 5.
Sleep is overrated. I'm going to leave now, but I'm not going to sleep. Bye :)
