I forgot to tell you…

I’m walking with Abby to stage last night, and she’s like, “So I heard Bob asked you out or something and you said no?” AHH! First of all, Abby is a senior violinist who used to be in orchestra with my sister. I don’t really know her all that well, and we’ve just started talking through pit. So we’re walking, and I find myself having to explain the entire winter formal situation regarding Bob. My questions are as follows: How did she hear about this? Who told her? How did it get so twisted from asking to winter formal to asking out? How did she hear about this again?

Weird things… I thought mostly petty rumors stopped after jr. high? What’s the music-wing world coming to? Oh, that’s right… groper’s central. Bah.

Um, dreamergrrl’s been online for two hours! Whoops… I was going through withdrawal, ok? Hehe… it’s lovely to not feel the least bit of guilt because of it either.

So hey, I think I convinced Emily (freshman trombone – for Meg’s information – HAH) to join marching band! YESSSSSSSS!!!! ROCK ON FCMB!!!!!!! I can’t wait until the season… did I mention I wore my “Who’s your daddy?” shirt today? Aww, yeah…

Once again, I’m

~swept away in randomness~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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*scrubbing hands* The dirt…it won’t come off! *scrubs so hard my hands are worn down to stumps* Shoot 😛

i am glad emily is joining marching band…and i dont know how people find out about things so fast…i know in my school there are only 122 people in my grade and so everyone always knows everything! it is so annoying…im so sorry…i wish you the best!! *HUGS*

SlurpeesAreMyDrug

March 29, 2001

You are so fun to read. You are always so chipper, and you make me smile 🙂 You rule girlie 🙂

(you’ve got m@il)

visibly-meg

March 30, 2001

Steve wants a “Who’s your Daddy” shirt. Bob.. well.. oh well. Abby WAS going to be Shorty’s roommate at college – but now she’s not going to MU. Does this freshman know what she’s getting into.. Band.. oh man..

I’m sorta caught up now! But I feel terrible, almost like I’ve been ignoring you. Lets talk:)

.the blackest tears.

March 31, 2001

I do that sometimes. When I’m on the computer the time goes by really quick, and I look at the clock and I go “AHHH” heh. You diary description looks neat~

I know what you mean, my school’s whole music department is acting like eighth graders right now…maybe it’s just the change in seasons (or those who play brass have lead poisoning…just a thought)