It's All Over...

Soo I couldn't really write yesterday, cause by the time i got home, it was today. o-o

Yeah last night was the Orchestra end-of-year concert. It was AMAZING. I just can't believe another year of orch's pretty much over... The Seniors have been so unbelievably awesome I just can't put it into words... I'll miss them sososo incredibly much, along with one of our amazing band directors who's leaving us to get his PhD or something in Music Education. Some people put together a going-away video for him, and they showed part of it at last night's concert - I was seriously almost in tears. 

But then the whole mood was reversed and we were cracking up during the last piece because of the choreography the Seniors had put together for this John Williams medley we played. And after all that, we stuffed the basses back on the rack, kicked our music underneath, and ran off to Jake's for an after-party with the whole orchestra. 

We were some of the first people to get there, meaning we got the first pizza and everybody else was staring at us hungrily. x] Anyhoo so we got our pizza and ate it and after that I reeeeally wanted some spicy curly fries so I got some of those and when we finished, Jimmy and Eric were sprinkling salt and pepper from the shakers on the table randomly into the little paper thing the fries had come in. And then, shakers in hand, the two of them discovered the last piece of pizza, waiting to be destroyed. 'Hey, you wanna make the most disgusting piece of pizza ever?' Eric challenged, and I jumped in with the boys as they smeared the poor pizza with barbeque sauce, salt, pepper, bits of leftover fry, and a chicken strip, just for good measure.

And then of course they had to eat it. Eric took a bite, then choked on the sheer amount of pepper and chucked it across the table, where it lay for about two minutes before they decided to make it grosser. Eric and Jimmy unscrewed the lids of the salt and pepper shakers and dumped half a container of each on the poor pizza, which I then mized around with my straw. After that, it was a contest. Eric took a bite or two more and then died, and then Jimmy started eating some so then Eric had to eat more. Final score? 4-3 Eric won. 

But they were both on the verge of barfing so nobody really won in that aspect. :P A fun night in general the pics are hilarious, but I look like a retard in almost all of them. D:<

Oh well! :] Most amazing night since Championship Weekend of MB fer sure.

And next year, orchestra will be ten million times more amazing for various reasons including MB will start again so I get to experience another time the thing I've missed so much since its cessation in November. :]]]]

-Izzy

This one time, at Orch...

The other day in orchestra...

CS (certain someone ;o) sort of was staring at me... Strangely. I turned to him, heart pounding, and met his gaze. I started to smile a little, epic music playing through my head (or it may have been Boitz working with the violins) and then suddenly he opened his mouth to speak. I held my breath, bit my tongue, my pulse racing as I wondered what it was he was going to say. His lips started to form the fateful words, and then they fell from his mouth.

"I'm hungry."

So Sue's trying to get me back into this...

Hello people who read this! -coughSUEcough-

So yes.

My bestestestest buddy Sue who freakin owes me her life for me giving her the answers to the English homework has been blogging lately so I figured I'd get into it again. Not that anybody cares about my life anyways. Whatever. Hmm but I dunno what to really write...

Ooh!

Whoah the lines are really far apart when I type..

ANYHOO

uh

yeah

Today's Wednesday. Yee i know my days of the week, that's right. Tomorrow I've got a Jazz Band concert during which me and a certain somebody (<3)>

Cause there are four bassists in Jazz Band and well only one can play at a time soo yeah. 

One possible epic dance song is really beautiful and slow and heyy who know's what might happen lol. I was gonna attempy something at Jazz Cab with certain someone, but he had to play the piece after the slow song, so I didn't. :<

And even more exciting than that Friday's the end of the year Orch concert! It's so sad, cause I'll miss hte seniors sosososososso much... But it's been an UHmazing year. :] 

And now my butt's falling asleep -adjusts-

Anyhoo so after the concert we're all goin to BJ's, of course, and we're gonna get a table just for the basses and it will be EPIC and we'll have so much fun but Tina might not sit with us cause she 'doesn't wanna segregate' which is understandable because it's her last post-concert BJ's party ever... :<

On a random note, yesterday during PE, these two Pigeons flew into the weight room during PE and were sitting on a light over where Kayla and I were working out and I was so scared it was gonna crap on my head D: but it didn't.

and today two little birdies flew into the music building during 5th period and WOULDN'T LEAVE stupid things. They were just flying allll around. Good thing practice was in hte McAfee, otherwise the birdies would've been scared shitless. and considering they would've been flying over the people... yeahhhh.... Ooh and in Japanese Kayla and I got paired for our Dream House project. Our house is a freaking elephant. with a unicorn horn. That's actually a lazerbeam. And there's a unicorn ranch in its ear and a bathroom in its butt and a giant ddr in the living room :DDDD

Anyhoozle, I think that's about it... I gotta go practice bass / get ready for bed cause I got up super early to cram for my World Map test today (which I didn't fail yay!)

Toodles,

Izzy

Souper Bowl / I'm not random, I swear....

Ahh, Super Bowl Sunday...

The one day of the year when I get to be a bad American.

Cause instead of watching the game, I watch the commercials. 

Seriously.

Football hold no interest for me, unless there's a Marching Band at halftime. Which there never is cause apparently the Sooper Bowl is too important for a marching band. They have like the Jonas Brothers or something instead. Yeah I don't really get football. My Grandma tried to explain it to me once...

AND NOW A WORD FROM LIZZIE:

I second that notation, Izzy. D:

The commercials are lyk, the only reason I ever watch the souper bowl. Yes, souper.

*thinks*

Cause Soup goes in bowl so therfore it's a souper bowl 8D

(versus cereal bowl) 

(and versus oatmeal bowl)

(or rice bowl)

(or noodle bowl)

(or bowl bowl)

(you eat bowls in a bowl?)

(no but you gotta put bowls in something)

(true.. but then you must wash two bowls!)

(you have a valid point.... but the only bowls you put in the bowl bowl are clean bowls so the bowl bowl never gets dirty)

(indeed.. but.. if someeone is a messy eater than having a bowl bowl will get the bowlsbowl dirty and then you must wash the bowl bowl and therefore you waste water)

(but you wash the bowls before they go into the bowl bowl so even if you're a messy eater once you wach the bowls you would put them in the bowl bowl so the bowl bowl would be clean)

(how did we get from football to a bowl bowl?)

(souper bowl. nuff said. it turns people craaazy. and drunk. but only if there's beer involved. which there usually is. =])

(you forgot highness. i fly like paper, get high like planes~! PAPER PLANES FTW LOLOLOLOL I heard that song in Dogslum Noillim)

(o-o riiiight.)

(yeah, i has some issues 8D)

(otay.)

Special thanks to the wonders of TeamViewer for causing this randomness to happen by allowing Lizzums to control my computer. :D

Opportunity Knocks...

Okay, so maybe I'm crazy.

Maybe.

But I just can NOT pass up a crunchy leaf. 

Call it childish, I don't care.

I like to step on leaves. =]

Especially the crunchy ones. I don't know what it is. Perhaps the immensely satisfying crackle of a crisp autumn leaf just triggers something deep inside the brain, bringing back the childhood desire to pulverise anything crunchy.

After a while, I actually noticed myself getting so obsessed with crunching leaves as I trudged to and from school that I would actually backpedal a few feet along my route just to hit that one perfect acorn top or maple leaf. 

Why do I mention all this about a random hobby?

Opportunity.

Hell, it's everywhere.

You don't realise it most of the time.

But what I wonder is... Certain opportunities. Why take some and not others?

I seriously feel guilty if I pass up a reeeeally crunchy leaf, so I eventually have to go back and step on it. But if I have that perfect opportunity to ask a guy out? I've never taken it.

I mean, they always say when opportunity knocks, you should answer, right? So... Why can't I? Why can't a lot of people? Could be intimidation or a lack of confidence, maybe nerves... or all three. Ooh, that would suck.

Do I make any sense to you? Cause sometimes I don't make a lot to myself...

And even now I'm telling myself I'm going to grab every opportunity that comes my way, but come tomorrow or some other day, when the topic of Sadies or something comes up with that one guy... I'll be speechless.

...Why?