Pain and Agony

Ouch. I hurt. Everywhere. My feet are sore. My legs ache. My thumb is all twisted up. My eyes are bloodshot. I am in serious pain.

That’s band camp for ya. He killed us. (Our ferrari has flat tires Aims. It really really does.)

Ok, so I had fun. It was cool hanging out with Aims, Kim, Kate, Jill, Nicole, Emma, Emily, Lauren, Matt, Dianne, Becky, Ashley, etc… We talked a lot and hung out during free time (not that we had a lot) as well as during lunch. In fact, I would’ve had a blast if not for the fact that V killed us. Marching for four hours in the morning with about a 5 minute break. Once. Maybe twice on a good day. (highly doubtful) Then at night we’d march for another four hours, on top of which we’d have to march all the way back to the dorm. And let me tell you we have the furthest dorm from our field… THEN he’d give us some pep-talk for about 5 minutes while we’d stand at attention on feet that refuse to be stood on any more. With legs about to go crazy from not moving and just standing. AHHHHHHH!

But anyway…

I went punk again last night for the dance. It was pretty cool. I borrowed Tyler S’s khaki pants and wore an orange shirt with my punk bracelet and Tyler G’s necklace. Then I loaded up the eye makeup and put my hair in pigtails. I’ve decided I actually DO want to go semi-punk/skater/whatever you want to call it. I know it’s kind of stupid, but I want to keep some of the prep clothes but also get into the other stuff too. It’s so comfy. Guys – I’m so jealous. You actually have comfy pants. Girls pants suck. Grr. Hehe =)

Anyway, I’m sure there will be more to say when I’m actually awake with non-bloodshot eyes. The point is, our show for our parents was awesome today. The best the band has ever looked or sounded – so I guess that’s pretty cool!

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