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Time has slowed down to an unbearable pace. Only on weekdays, though. During weekends, the world rotates faster to make up for its lack in time. Also, my life has become so incradably BORING, that I cannot remember what I did when. Everything is just one whole long day for me.

Thus,




WEEKDAYS: I discovered that the monitors in the dressing rooms get basic cable. I spent 3rd period Thursday watching cash cab and eating chex mix. I have found new love in the school's vending machines, because everything is only a dollar. Sometimes the machine eats my money, instead of me eating its food. Oh well. Shawn's alive and got his phone back. I have not seen him since March 20-somethingth. It started raining at one point the other day. It's been cloudy and cold, which is not typical OC weather for the middle of May.

Friday night, a bunch of us went to the dance show, pretty much because my bio teacher offered 10 extra credit points, and to see Evan and Mark make complete fools of themselves during the co-ed dance. Which they did. I went to Chipotle before the show, and almost everyone there was from Beckman. I got there and met up with Jessica and Taylor. Someone screwed up the ticket-purchasing-process, and we had to pay full price. Kevin, Alias, Evan, and Kelsey squeezed a water bottle until it exploded on Kevin's pants. Band Jackets can probably be used as floatation devices, and are DEFINATELY inflatable. When we got in, we all sat in a little bando section and were mostly loud and obnoxious, and I feel sorry for the people who had to sit behind a group of loud marching band kids. Alias, Kevin, and Kelsey saw Speed Racer (LSD Racer, Dope Racer, Heroin Racer, MDMA Racer...) and would not shut up about how amazing it was. The best part of the night was the super-akward 80's themed co-ed dance. Mark looked so miserable, and Evan's new nickname is apparantly Darth Bando because he....revealed his Star Wars undergarments while playing Bass at a Quiz Bowl thing. I don't know, but someone had pictures. I fucking hate that 'Love Today' song that they were playing nonstop. Daisey was high or something, and screwed up big. I am a better dancer than the entire JV team combined. Boom.

WEEKEND: urgh. Jazz Festival.

I got there, and some stuff happened. I had to wake up at 7 AM on a weekend. Suck. Eventually, we were told to go set up, and were faced with the problem of carrying the bass amp halfway across  the school, which neither I, nor anyone else wanted to do. So we went across the hall and got a rolley cart-thing, and put the amps and cords and Anel's Starbucks on it. Then I sat on an amp holding a bass, and taylor pushed the thing to the clock tower. Then we weren't sure what to do, so we drove around in the little cart thing for awhile. The cheerleaders looked completly weirded out like they would never speak to an instrumental musician ever again. Then we set up. Then we played. I was only playing half of the set. Erika came over to where I was sitting when I was not playing, and tried to do that whole I'm-With-The-Band-I'm-So-Cool thing, and looked like a douchette with blue eyeliner. And I have a fucking Bass Guitar. And we played and blah blah blah it'll be on youtube in the near future.

As we were riding the cart back to the band room, Madison-the-cheerleader's mom approached us and asked if we'd like to be in the SPIRIT CALENDAR. Basically, it's gonna be me, Taylor, Evan, Mark, Chris, Patrick, and a few other bandos, and football players and cheerleaders. In a calendar. WEIRDNESS.

Then we had pancakes and questionable sausage, and went around to the different booths taking candy. I took alot of candy.

Then we left for wherever the hell the festival was. Then we arrived. I'd already gone through three lollipops at that point. We arrived. Oh, and our bus driver's name was Tickles. So we unload and sit around for awhile. Then we go watch another band who apparantly sucked compared to us. Then we went back, and had to drag our equiptment into the ghetto old band room with not too many working outlets. And we practiced for awhile and left for the stage. As we were walking out, a bunch of nice boys driving in a cart-thing offered their loading and unloading services. I fell in love with all of them for a minute there. So they took our amps and instruments and my apple juice, and loaded it up on stage. Derek freaked out over a kid's hair that was like his only way cooler. I wasn't around, but Nathan probably went into cardiac arrest. We played, I had apple juice on my amp, and during the last song someone knocked down my juice. Aww. We then unloaded, and SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I HAD HOMEWORK IN EVERY CLASS DOE TOMORROW SHIT SHIT SHITTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, we just hung around for awhile. Then we went to eat. All they were selling at the food tent was hamburgers and cake. I had a hamburger with phantom relish. I am still not sure at to what was going on there, but it spawned alot of nerd jokes. Taylor bought a slice of cake, and between four people, it was gone in under a minute. Then we watched some boys play cards and then we left. As we were waiting to leave on the bus, Evan was doing highly inappropriate things in the isles. Then we actually left, but Dallas, his Pokemon cards, Littman, and their moms stayed behind to go to the awards thingy. Still don't know how we did. On the bus, we talked about how fucking awesome next year's marching season is gonna be. Kevin talked more about Crack Racer. Then some other stuff happened, and then I went home. The end.

Not really because I went to Whole Foods. And Ralph's.

Then today I saw Iron Man, which was great, and Excastcy Racer, which was not as amazing as band boys say it is. Mother's day fucking sucks.



My arms hurt, I have a giant bruise on my wrist, my fingers are sore, and Giant Drag are a great band.

Also, Beckman Band is the coolest thing ever, and is one of the main reasons that I am reasonably happy anymore. Seriously. I am a hard-core band dork, and it is awesome. And I know that sound totally corny and cheesy and all but really, this is the best thing ever. I can't wait to find out our scores tomorrow.



AND FUCK THAT MOTHERFUCKING 'LOVE TODAY' SONG. BITCHHHHHHHH!