11/11/14 I slowly open the door and get out. The light hurts and my legs hurt from being in my locker for too long. I realize it's been three months since I updated this book.
Hey guys! Long time no write! Sorry my thirty second notes! Yes, I'll call you guys that. I'm quittteeee strange and have been extremely busy. Writing letters, eating ice cream, practicing horn, learning trumpet, homework ect.
Wait did you say learning trumpet?!?!?!
I'm self-teaching myself trumpet. Now shut up and go back to reading this page.
Anyways so marching band was great! I had awesome first season and we got Fourth place at state/finals! I made friends and such. I can't wait till next season!
Yeah I'll just start saying things as it goes.
~HFH~
YOU ARE READING
The Diary Of A Seventh Grade French Horn
Non-FictionThis is the countinued verison of my previous book "The Diary Of A Sixth Grade French Horn" Good luck, I have a very messed up brain :D This is just everything that happens in band, and outside of band too. Not that you really care Just dive in ok...
