the insane babblings strike back

“God, if you can’t make me thin, make my friends fat!!”
~mass email forward thing

Hehe, well I must say I enjoyed THAT little email. How very adorable and very cute. (There’s a little picture of a kitten on there… aww it’s so so cute.)

Oh, and look at this… we have Matt-age on ICQ and AIM! Haha… *sticks tongue out at Matt*. And we have punk-age on ICQ as well. Ohh, another quote for the day…

“never stop dreaming”
~Dustin

Aww, yeah… well I will NEVER stop dreaming, and I explained that to him. Thus the diary name! *sigh* Ahh, how sad… to have to speak as if he doesn’t read! (because he no longer does)

Did I mention combo rehearsal was not attended by a certain dreamergrrl? YESSSS… well Dr. T was on the phone with my mom (he’s her boss and they’re friends as well), and he said that he really only wanted to rehearse with the horns, so I didn’t have to go. Yesssssss… so I only had pit until 4:30. I’m done with it ALL now! How great… I was expecting this to be a hell day… worse than my Tuesday normal hell days. I’m so glad it’s not.

Did I mention that my sister took my car on an overnight excursion? Well, she’s home for spring break, you know… and with her comes losing my car. So I wouldn’t be driving to school this week anyway, but now she actually took it down to the city where both of my grandparents live. *le sigh* So I have no car. Again. Oh, and we’ve also started discussing next year’s vehicle arrangements. She seems to think she needs it for college. I seem to think I need it for my senior year. I seem to think her campus is two buildings and I need my car. It’s the only thing we fight about these days… and my parents haven’t come to a decision yet. They don’t want to get a fourth car, because they’d just have to get rid of it in a year when I go off to college. Why can’t she just wait until her senior year to have a car? Blah! It’s not fair. Sure, I get it my junior year as it is… but she got her car her senior year, even if she didn’t get it her junior year. You know what she asked me last night? “How often do you honestly use the car, besides piano lessons?” AHH! Everyday? All the time? To school, from school… giving other people rides from school, for piano lessons, wind ensemble rehearsals, show choir rehearsals, concerts, going to Aims’, going to Meg’s, going to Jill’s, going to Aims’, going to Aims’… going out? Going to marching band, going to pep band, going to jazz band, going all over this horrible city. It’s SUCH a pain to have to beg rides off of people… especially when it’s after rehearsals. I don’t even TRUST anyone to drive me, really. I trust Aimee.. that’s about it. Everyone else I have major issues with. I won’t ride with Kim, I don’t think I want to ride with Ron, though I’ve never tried it, Kate sucks, and Garett is an insanely horrible driver. In all seriousness… when we go out as a group, I practically have to beg to drive… I’m so scared of riding with them. (I would imagine Becky and Ashley are alright, but then again we’re never at the same events to beg rides from them.) Did I mention Aims lives in BFE? I would have to either make her come pick me up, or have my parents drive me all the way over there (a good 25 minute drive just to get across town) every time I wanted to go. That’s insane! *sulking*

I’ll stop now… nothing’s final… I’m stopping. I’m not going to complain and justify any more. I’m stopping.

By the way… have no fear, I do NOT want Andy… in fact, I wasn’t even implying that I was considering it with that last entry. I was just observing some things.

Um, I’m off for now…

I’m being

~swept away in driving~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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