- Quote of The Day "Me: What are you on? Kristin: Muffin."
- Listening To The Unlovables-Doot Da Doot
With the amazing ability to yell at you if you call something emo WHEN IT'S NOT!, and then blast Sunny Day Real Estate in your face.
So the past few days have actually been fairly busy for me, which is a new concept. On Friday I had that whole school thing, then went to Geoff's to watch Brazil and England play football and suck massive ass. Seriously, they both played horribly. Wes Brown tripped over his own feet for god's sake. Anyways, after that we had a short band practice, then headed over to Taste of Syracuse to see Razbari Sumthing. They were, of course, amazing. There was much skanking around people, but I fucked up my knee some how, and spent most of Saturday hobbling around. Sunday I went to Geoff's again because we needed to record a demo for Harborfest. Pat Richards let us use his little red box of magical recording-ness and a decent condenser mic (no more shitty computer mics in the middle of the floor for us!). We recorded the two originals and Where Is My Mind. They're up on the Purevolume and the MySpace, so check 'em out please!
Yesterday was a Monday, and I'm sure it goes without saying, but it sucks. Although today wasn't all that awesome, either.
Physics-Even more of that endless review. I'm so fucking sick of it.
Physics: Revenge of the Review-Even more fucking review.
English-Did stuff for that stupid final project.
P.A.-First group went. It was boring.
Oral Com-More final speeches that are of no consequence.
Spanish-Eeevil listening exam from the fiery pits of hell. God, that thing was fucking awful.
Lunch-Do you like barbecue sauce? If not, you're apparently gay.
Studyhall-Made no attempt whatsoever to work on whatever it was that I had to work on.
60's-I gave my final project. No one cared, but that's okay. Besides, I could have said anything and they would have believed me because no one knew anything about my topic.
Anyways, now I am here and I have to write, like, three things tonight that I don't want to.
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