Random ass night.

I took shots with Malik Gray for his first time. My fuckin clarinet section leader from when I was a freshmen.. Ahahaha! Haven't seen him since '08 either. He's fuckin 21 now. Baby of the party, but it was all good. They were all talking about how short I was and how high-pitched my voice used to be. I think they all refer to me as "eyebrows" now. Fuck. Hopefully Brows doesn't find out I have the same nickname as him for some people. Hahaha. I think I'm better at beer pong when I'm drunk.

Times are changing.

Good start to the break.

Partied in my assistant principal's house. Ahahahaha! Haven't had heem in hella long. Shit fucked me up since I mixed with hella lights.

Adrian held it down as the drunk designated drunk driver navigator. Balls was sayin "my nigga" to every black person at that party. I was scared for him. I yacked in Spotty's bathroom like three times and nobody even knew.

Woke up again at 7, decided that I wasn't tryna go to the swim meet, and went home to sleep until 3:30. Might kick it with Piiipa today! Loving this break already. :D

Slept and stayed online all day.

Sick still. I haate being sick. I hope I'm not tomorrow, though.

Tomorrow,

I NEED to:

• go to Calculus and copy someone's notes from Saturday.
• go to band practice so I don't get a bad grade and performance probation or some shit like that.
• call DK and see what's up with my job.
• practice and be perfect for CCGC champs.

I WANT to:

• go with my date to get her prom papers signed and just talk.
• go to swimming just for fun and maybe to practice for the meet against Rodriguez on Wednesday.
• talk to the boosters about how I'm supposed to pay for Dayton.

Worst comp day ever.

It was raining hellla fuckin hard yesterday. It sucked. It was also butt-ass cold. Anyways..

Livermore was probably the worst performance of my life. I hope nobody recorded that shit. We got into the gym after being poured on and warming up underneath a canopy. Then after, we had to carry our floor halfway across the rainy, wet school to the cafeteria.. barefoot.. and half-naked. Had to fold the floor in that tiny ass room, then run back to the camp. I was helllla cold and shivering and shit.

Felt hella shitty and sick as fuck by Granada. When we got to the gym though, I didn't feel sick at all. Maybe it was an adrenaline rush. Buut I did a direction change early and fucked up hellla bad on the music on our last movement.

We ended up getting second at Livermore and second at Granda. At Granada, we won in all captions, but a four second penalty made us lose to Foothill. -__- We would've won sweeps and got the $500 too.

Got to school feelin hella shitty, then got home with no parents still feeling shitty.

Now I'm still sick. I have hella homework. Fuck.

On another note, I got into UCI and UCSD. Fuuuuck yeah! :D

Oh, and I might not be able to get my job back at DK cause my availability sucks.. I'm hellla broke. D:

I'm baack.

Tumblr really isn't the place for blogs about my day and shit. I'll do my daily blogs here from now on. Feels more private I guess.
I need to lay off the social networking sites and shit when I get home. I really need to focus and re-motivate myself. Now would be a really good time for inspiration to hit me. Senioritis isn't gonna catch me.. starting tomorrow.
And Imma do what I do, so do you hey hey.
Shit, not the butterflies again.. D: Gone with one and came back with another within a couple days. Why does it have to make me feel so happy though!? I feel it too easily. We'll see where things go.