Sunday, 6 December 2009
06:15:24 PM (GMT)
Before we played was great. Carly and Lisa were slapping each other.
Matts cheecks were red, and his hands were a werid purple color. Drew was running
around. I don't remember his first name, but he was poking us with his sticks and
saying that they were raping us. Karter was saying that Jacob likes it in the butt.
He was also naming off things that he used, and was making up a little song about how
jacob likes it in the butt. Bobby and Gillian were talking about screaming Karters
name. I told karter that Bobby screams his name and he flipped out. We were taking
pictures galore. Then during the songs the trumpets kept falling behind. Then when we
were in the bleachers. There was this little kid, i just imagined him taking my music
and running off. Me and jacki were the only trumpets and people in our row that had a
stand. Our stand was retarded though, it would fall down all on its own. Of course we
had to get the retarded stand. The high school played a 15 min song. I was just
singing and swaying, trying not to fall asleep. I tried to find all the people i
knew. I found two of the people in my brothers band. I found Drew, the guitarist, and
Matt, the drummer. I also found some of my freshmen friends, also junior,senoir,and
sophmore friends. I was a slacker, I never buttoned up my shirt. My music book fell
apart again. We had laughs and good times, I can't beleive this is Mr. Hawkinsons
last year. It is ok, this was my last year with him anyway.