The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry #8 9-9-14

Just imagine me blubbering nonsense. Yeah, that.

IM SUPPOSED TO BE UPDATING!! But it's not entirely my fault. THIS WEEK I get to go home at a regular time once. That's Thursday. Because here is how my week goes:

Monday: Wake up, school, Marching band Practice until 9:30pm. I get home at 10pm. Then do 2-3 hours of homework.

Tuesday: Wake up, School, SOMETIMES Marching Band, SOMETIMES Drama Club.

Wednesday: Wake up, School, Crew, Marching band.

Thursday. Wake up, school. GO HOME!!

Friday: Wake up, School, Football game where Marching band marches and plays the halftime show.

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REPEAT.

But that's just a regular week. This past couple of days was hectic!!!

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Last Monday I had Marching Band practice.

On Tuesday I had a Drama Club meeting in the morning. I actually went home on a bus.

Wednesday I had a Drama Club meeting after school until 5, and then from 5-8:30 I had Marching Band Practice on the football field. But since I'm on the front ensemble, we had to put ALL if the equipment back away at the school. The music room is on the 4th floor, and it takes 2 complicating trips up and down the elevator, and real-life Tetris in and out the trailer. It's stressing. Because of that, I don't get home until 10:200pm.

Thursday, I had one day off. Although I still had to write a whole piece for creative writing.

Friday, one hour after school I ha to be at school again to put all of the equipment back in the trailer, and back to the field at 4:30. For a game and half show at 4. Game ended at 8 or so. And just like Wednesday, I got home at 10.

Then on Saturday, we had a Marching Band Festival to host and attend. David, whose on drumline, had to be there at 8am for practice. When everyone else had to be there at 11am. Of course him and I were the first there at 7am, since his mom had to work at 8. Then I had to load the trailer, walk ALL AROUND TOWN to do a job posting signs to show where parking was, walk back to the school, then to the field (that's about 3 blocks away)... Finally walking back to the school to get into uniform, and march the long way, (5 blocks) to the field at 1pm.

After the clinic an hour later, it took 3 hours to completely clean up. I finally got out of the uniform, and was done by 4:30. I spent the rest of the day and night at David's house, chilling, and watching TV with him till about 10, and went home.

Sunday, Kayla came over to bleach my hair for the last time, do it can be damn close to white. In the end, it looks super platinum blond, but I like it. But we also decided to go shopping for homecoming. We got a dress and yeah.

People... I like fashion... But I don't get über excited. But THEY did, and we bought the dress and yadda yadda. But the highlight was when Libby texted David, "You and Spencer better be ready because She's gonna look HOT!"

His response was creepy... I swear. He responded with "Oh we will be". Like... Is that a little astonishing??? Like, WOAH MAN.

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Whew!! That was last week! Totally busy. So in gonna stop talking days, and go on with my brain. But I have to be a bit fast because I've made a commitment that I MUST GO TO BED BEFORE 11!!!!

It's currently 10:35 and I want to sleep now. So I'll just tell you my thoughts on and about homecoming.

Homecoming is this Saturday and I'm a LITTLE bit nervous. Not only because I'm going with David and a few of our friends, but because I'm not one for school dances. But then again... If this year is like anything like last yer, I'll be letting looses and crazy shit will happen. Like grinding. Or taking money from Mac's mouth.

Yeah.

So, because of the grind line that Libby started last year... There are 9 (outbid the 12 new rules)... 9 rules that all basically say no inappropriate dancing. Which is hilarious.

But all in all, the girly girl that wants to date David wants him to ask me to dance during the slow dance songs, or something, and ask me out, or kiss me. You know, something cute or romantic.

Of course the logical side of me knows that that's highly unlikely, an to not hope of something that cute. Hell naw.

Whelp, that's it before I make myself pass out. I NEED SLEEP. Love y'all!

Keep Smiling!

~Sharpie!