Orange pants, spandex, homecoming, and more

Weeeeelllll, where shall I begin? (well first off I would like to note the use of ROSES very much like MY roses in the description of someone’s *coughkimcough* diary… but whatever)

Ok, well this morning the school had a fall sports pep assembly. This is also the time during which the homecoming court gets to prance around the gym in their obnoxious “I’m better than you” way. Fun. So anyway, the band was asked to play for it, and we did. We played a few songs as people came in and whatnot, but as each sport was praised and got to do a little cheer, no one ever ONCE gave the band any credit. No thanks, no “doesn’t the band sound great?” no applause for working our tails off. Nothing. Whatever.

After school Emma and I went to the sax party at Nolan’s. The guys got this great idea that they were going to go swimming in his heated pool on this first day of fall. Riiight. So anyway, Sean, Steve, Kyle, Nolan, and Nicole went swimming while Emma, Ryan, Al, Anthony, Mike, and I watched. We had pizza and everything too. (Oh, did I mention they threw Mike in with his clothes on?) Anyway, Emma and I decided about all those sax parties we’ve always missed – we didn’t miss much.

So then we drove to the school and got all dressed for the homecoming parade. Fun. A whole 10 blocks maybe. Not even a mile. I don’t even think it was 3/4 of a mile. Then we marched to the stadium and sat there for a half an hour before pregame. Pregame. 1st 2 quarters – fun – dancing… played a lot… Half time comes around. They have the freaking homecoming thing during half time, taking up precious band time. The other band takes up way too much time, and we are absolutely rushed during our show. Great. Fun. Yippee.

GRR

So then we had 3rd quarter off as usual. I saw Gabe (we’ve actually seen each other once a week for the past 3 weeks… pretty spooky), Erik, Aaron, etc. I also got to see Emily and Peter. *sigh* Yeah Aims! YEAH.

Ok so Peter (“orange pants”) starts talking to Aims and I about how for Halloween he wants to wear orange spandex pants, yellow shorts over them, an orange shirt? with this swiss miss t over it (well I know what it looks like anyway) and some orange thing on his head. AIMS! Do we even KNOW how perfect that is? But riiight… 8th grade… yeah. Not cool. I maintain that he totally looks older. And acts older. And I got a hug or two from him tonight, so that was cool. I swear that boy is at every single home game. It always totally makes my night, but that whole orange pants thing just makes it so much better. Especially because they’re gonna be spandex, and Aims and I were totally wearing spandex pants with shorts underneath our uniforms. (For warmth, not fashion, ok??)

Soooooo now I’m here. Home. Tired. Yes. RIght. Ok. I should go to bed or something. Oh well.

TOmorrow is homecoming. Or lack thereof. We’re gonna have fun though – all my favorite movies! Yay for chick flicks!

Ich bin geliebt! Je suis Aimee! Soy amata!

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