i was having massive panic attacks during band camp (back in august)....
but now, as time continues, i realize these things that i have to do are not going to kill me.
they're only assignments.
however, this has made me a terrible procrastinator.
oh wait, i've always been a really terrible procrastinator.
anyway.
i can spin rifle now.
it gave me a lot of grief back during the first few weeks of the 2009 MRD season, but now i'm okay.
by grief, i mean mental breakdowns.
oh jesus. haha
i've definitely been more outgoing this semester.
this is good and bad at the same time.
never drink with MRDs you've only known for a few hours...
that bus ride back from Liberty....it was pretty awful*.
BUT that's probably the only awful* thing that's happened. hahaha
*awful = awfully awkward.
there have been crushes on baritones, aptly nicknamed Squidward.
there have been broken hearts....and i'm partially responsible.
it sucks when you set up your friends....only for it to end really really really terribly.
there have been sleepovers with drunk friends, of the same and opposite gender.
sleepovers = literally sleep-overs. we crash, we oversleep. the end.
but now people are like "......you two?"
and i have to defend myself.
it's an emotional "affair"....nothing physical.
i won't let myself develop a crush on him.
we'll see how long i can keep that up.
and this blog, for that matter.
let's see....

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