On a slight fml note, I just found out yesterday that this guy I went out with from 6th-7th grade broke up with me because his High School-age brother told him and his twin sister that they were too young to date. We were too young anyways and looking back, I'm glad it ended when it did, but really now? If I had an older sibling that said I should break up with whoever I'm going out with, I'd be like noo eff you. Though again, I'm glad he didn't say that and ended it. :]
(on a random note my hunger isn't really back but I've got something similar now that's still more ignorable than the normal kind)
Anyhoo... Band camp. Highlight of my summer currently. Last week was the first week, and it was helllla intense. This week we have a 5-hour break in the middle of the day to save ourselves from dying from heatstroke, even thoguh it was pretty cool out today. Even so, during the last run-through, soem guys took off their shirts. As always. Crazy band kids. But a combination of that and seeing the football players leave the field before our rehearsal made me realise something. Band guys are ten million times cuter than football players. I dunno what it is, maybe the football players at our school are unnaturally ugly or something, cause they sure aren't like the stereotypical hotties in the movies. In fact, I don't like football. Sure, call me a bad American, but the only way you can get me to watch and pay attention to that game is when I'm in the stands in a hot uniform with a heavy instrument and I need to pay attention a) to find out when to play, and b) cause there's nothing else better to do. The only thing i slightly enjoy about it is asking CS what the heck's going on and having him explain it. Yay conversation!
Speaking of him... Well, I dunno. We're next to each other in drill (I made sure that happened), and we're gonna be in orch and stuff together... And this year I vowed to grab life by the horns, cause I just regret not doing so many things Freshman year. So I think I'll have to tell him some time. At the band retreat and before hand I'd talked to two of my guy friends about it and one was like 'GO FOR IT ALREADY' and the other was... well, himself. He seemed sad that I regretted so much. And then there was the third guy who just moved here from Texas and overheard my conversation with the second guy and was completely confused. But that's to be expected, he plays sax. :P
I think that's all for now. :]
Defy Gravity
-Izzy
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