I’m reading Negima on mangafox, my teacher takes the desk next to me, “what are you reading hurgen durgen?” It would be the page where Negi hits Eva hard enough to destroy her clothing. He didn’t even notice /whew.
Also, he says he doesn’t understand comic books. Wierdo.
"You’re on Tumblr during school?? Get to work, slacker!!!" My chemistry class is a joke, We always get two days to do our work when we use the iPads, so I wind up with a free period. If only the room had a more relaxing atmosphere..
Less than 11 hours until I perform at S&E. First time going to contest in high school, I'm about to continue my history of getting 1s from my middle school years.
Maybe I’ll get to see other euphs perform, it’ll be interesting to see how good other musicians are in comparison. This will be it, my years of getting better at playing, the months I spent learning the solo, all the hours of practicing, the recital in band today (went quite well, I gots a fanbase) .. it leads up to this.
I never tried to master a song before, dedicating much time, even having pain involved in my practices (not on purpose..), not having a regular lunch all week, those power- pracices is the string storage room, range building, chromatic scales..Soon I’ll see just how much it has payed off.
March of a Marionette, to most, you are just a Hitchcock song, to me, you are my road to proving myself.
I apologize for being unfaithful to you. The problem between us was easily solved, all I needed to do was install an updated flash version. Instead, I ran away from my problems and thought I could be with youtube. She drew me in, telling me she had everything I’ll ever need. I was confused, and I see that now. It took me abandoning you and getting betrayed to realize that, but I’m a guy, this is how I learn.
I ask that you take me back. I’ll fix that flash player thing, and we’ll go back to the old days of endless subtitled bliss. Forgive me for being a douche, I’m a changed person now.
Look, you’re a great website, I’ve been with you since it all began over half a year ago, with Mr. Despair, and I’ve been coming back to you whenever I needed to watch some anime. But, it’s just not working out anymore. With me using the downstairs coputer, you don’t work properly. It’s time I move on, at least for now. Youtube has everything I need, Funimation even has it’s own damn channel. Maybe I’ll return someday, but for now, sayonora.
Yesterday, a Patrol Leader and the Assistant Senior Patrol Leader called me, inquiring why the Scoutmaster wanted to talk to the ASPL and his parents. We were paranoid that he found out about the moonshine he brought and shared with the youth leadership. That wasn’t the case.
ASPL got kicked out.
Scoutmaster cited “He’s not focused” and he caused the younger scouts to talk about sex.
Yeah, ASPL has attention deficit, but at the end of the day. he does the lion’s share of the work. Those kids wont do a damn thing until you point a shotgun at them. Us leaders have to do everything, and we wind up being the ones who get yelled at. Fucking rediculous.
And the accusations about the sex thing. Nothing has made me madder than that in a while. The troop is full of 12 and 13 year olds. What the fuck do you THINK they are thinking about? It’s not cupcakes, that’s for damn sure. Kids these days think about sex. Quite graphically. I’ve been begged to talk about it to them. When you get to 15 or maybe even 14, you mature and stop talking about it like that, at least that’s what me and the other leaders have done. Kids run their mouths and brag about stuff they’ve never done, and the way they’re going, never will do. Scoutmaster, get the fuck over yourself.
He relieved the mentioned Patrol Leader of command for a week because he missed a few meetings. Someone is off his rocking chair
I’ve obtained a spot in my school’s fashion show, performing, obviously, as I’m no model. One stage, one rapper, 2400 people. I better get the beat downloaded and edited, I’m thinking of downloading the necessary software on the downstairs computer. I’ve got till Feburary 24th, really, but I’d think the organizers of the show would like the music sooner.
Speaking of performing, Solo & Ensamble contest is Saturday. I’m eating lunch half a period early (don’t know ANYONE in first half) and the second half I’m stuck in a humid string instrument storage closet practicing. Just me, my euphonium, and a few basses that are good for holding jackets. But I know I’ll be playing much better come Saturday.
From 6pm Friday till about noon today, I was on a camping trip with my scout troop, the annual Klondike derby, a district- wide competition for patrols to proove their skills. My scoutmaster has high expectations for Klondike every year, and winds up dissapoint. That’s kinda irrelevant.
The actual competition was from 8am on Saturday- 4pm the same day. We’re outside the whole time, I’d actually say it was the best part of the day, not too much lazy asses to yell at, we had fun, that was the most important part. and we stayed off the lake, that was the most important part. It felt good, leading the patrol around camp, doing events, making kickass Ramen, all that good stuff.
When we got back to the cabin, however…
FUBAR. (Fucked up beyonf all recognition)
The younger scouts went Lord of the Flies all over the place. I just wanted to relax and stay up in my bunk, but I gotta put up with loud, annoying ass kids who don’t know how to sit down and play a fucking card game. There was even a damn fistfight that I had to break up. The youth keadership did everything it could to keep the situation under control, and we got fucking yelled at by our bitch of a scoutmaster. We weren’t stepping in or enforcing anything, he says. That fight got broken up by me, an all-year wrestler, and a 300 pound guy. We were fucking enforcing. Some of these kids were literally high, and there’s 10 of them. I’m sorry for not bringing 4 clones of me, damn.
And I’m certain, I’m gonna not run for re-election as Senior Patrol Leader. I’m tired of micro-managing the whole troop because my subordinantes and superiors are incompetant. Give me a less involved job like quartermaster. I know the equipment well, I’ve been around for 5 years. It’s time for me to be a bit more relaxed, maybe focus on this Eagle Scout thing that everybody’s pressuring me to do. I can’t get the rank when I have to run every aspect of the troop, or when I’m getting damn phone calls every day from the scoutmaster about shit I’ve already decided on or don’t need to otherwise discuss.
Getting home… Finally it’s over?? Well, more disappointment. Homework, regular computer is broken indefinatly. We’re retrieving everything (hopefully) from the hard drive, getting a new one (please be a good one, my Dad’s an IT guy, you’d think he’d make better choices). Found out there are auditions for our school’s fashion show (3 minutes max!), I can’t get a beat made in time, hope I’m a good a capella rapper. A good thing is I got to go to the mall, get some pretzels, bad thing is we have to walk around 4523362 times. I just got back from a stressful campout… And the people I’ve been hoping to IM aren’t online as of now, I won’t be up much longer..
I mean, there were good parts about this weekend, but ahafdhsgjsgfj.
Well, that’s my rambling for today. If you read it, thanks for caring, I just need to let this off my chest.
Aaaaahhhhh. Onstage, I let it out. Months of preparation; the practices with only my worst critic in the room, myself; the frustration when the people in band who don’t care disrupt the musical excellence some of us are trying to achieve; etc. This is where you take it all out and put it into the notes. And that’s what I did. My mom took the liberty to film the song with my solo on her iPod, it sounded great. Now I’m feeling relaxed. I want to talk to some people, but nobody’s online <.<
Since my normal computer died, I havn’t been able to work on rap or arranging music, I’m on the downstairs computer, but I spend most of my time on the Wii internet. Not that great. I finally got th opportunity to end my anime deprivation, clicking play in a second.
I really hate when my scoutmaster calls me. I know, I’m SPL, I signed up for this, but he likes to talk for a long time about nothing. And I have shit to do on days other than Tuesday from 7-9 (scout meeting). He also picks the dumbest times to call, I could damn well be studying or practicing when he called. And all he really did was nag me about giving this kid his folder and how leadership isn’t focused. It’s finals week, next week is a concert, week after that is my solo. What do you think I’m focusing on?
Another game was today, it’s surprising how opposite today’s game was compared with last week’s. Almost nobody was there. I got in the band room a little early and pulled out my solo for contest, my director heard it from her office and said it sounds good. (I’m playing “March of a Marionette” if you’re interested)
For some reason, I always must drop my mouthpiece from the stands twice every game. It gets irritating.