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Thursday, June 16, 2005

this minestroni looks like vomit

s just been a crap day. and to top it off, my cup-a-soup minestroni looks gross. but it tastes good. kinda.

So as i sit here in my purple boxer-shorts and my school jumper, and contemplate my day... i just feel like poo. If feelings could look like a food. My feelings would be my soup.

My Feelings


So yes. This morning i get to band and i see Jono wandering around outside randomly. i didn't think much of this because well... it's jono and who knows what he could be up to. So we greet and he tells me that we have a new trombone girl in band. I am shocked at this becuase the only other chick (i thought) that plays trombone at our school is Steph in year 8. I used to babysit her, so that would just be weird. But i thought wrong. It was the new euphoneum girl, not only is she amazing at eupho, pretty, smart and talented at everything... she also plays trombone. But from the sounds of it she was... ahh... how do I put this (eh. who cares, i just complimented her 4 times) she is crap. Although i seem to be the only one that thinks this. Everyone else wnats to demote me from 1st trombone... to 4th. NO JOKE!!! Next week i am playing 4th trombone from then on. ugh. ANGRY!!! ANGRY!!! ANGRY!!!


angry.

So then in music i had to spend an hour and a half doing fricken ear training. ANGRY!!!

Then I had a double free, and i planned on transposing "aint misbehaving" for a brass quintet, not a stage band. And it's impossible for 5 or even 7 parts. so now i have to find another piece form my boys and i to play. ANGRY!!!

Then we had psych and we had to copy notes. only because fricken deanne said she like notes so ms dennett decided to make a statement by putting up heaps of notes so we'll never ask for notes again. ANGRY!!!

Then i had brass ensemble and only Lachlan and Hamish showed up. But i didn't mind that.

Then i had double maths. ANGRY!!!

Then I got a detention from Mr Muller because I didn't go to chapel. ANGRY!!!

Then I came home... and ugh. ANGRY!!!

Now i have to go practice my 4th Trombone parts. ANGRY!!!

And it was my last day with my leg hair. here are some parting memories for you all before the shaver comes and chops the forest off.

Feel free to click on them to make them bigger, so you can count each indevidual hair!

Ok, so that looks pretty weird. but it's the same leg, just different angles and light.

- Em xoxo

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