This weekend wasn't too bad I guess. It started out terribly and I definately thought Saturday was gonna be really bad. I had to be at the school for 1.30 which wasn't too bad. We left by 3 for the competition and the bus ride was terrible. I just sat there alone for 2 hours. Then we got there and performed first. I don't care about the rest of them, I did awesome. That was definately the best drum solo I ever played, ever. After we were done performing we went back to the bus and got changed into normal clothes, then we went back to watch the rest of the bands performing. The guy at the concession stand talked really, really, funny so I took Ed to hear him talk even though I was still pissed at him. Oh well. Then we went back to the bus cause it was really cold and we talked awhile and I guess worked our shit out, I'm not sure. It's better, but I don't know if anything was really resolved. It was just like nothign ever happened and we were throwing seeds at all these people and someoen called me a penis. It was pretty funn till Mr. Cannon decided to come and chase us back to the stands. So anyway, we followed the band that was gonna perform in through the wrong entrance just cause we could and we weren't supposed to. Then we just went with the rest of the band (most of which I despise) and got our results. We got second place, which sounds really good until you find out there were only two bands in our division, so technically we got last. Oh well, we went back to the school and then I went to his house cause I had to stay there. Got up and went to Church and halfway through my phone rings. Turns out my grandma fell down teh steps and broke her femur, great. So then we went back to his house and then to the school cause SURPRISE, we had a parade. That was a waste of life, hten he took me home cause my grandma definately couldn't come get me. Then just came here and am trying to do government homework that I hate. I hate it when you think you're over something and then it comes back. I know you didn't mean to, but you definately got me thinking about her again and I hate it. Thought I was over her, but I guess not. Once one thing gets better, something else always falls apart. It's just the way my life goes. Wow, that was a really long entry. If anyone made it through my ramblings I seriously commend you. Call homicide, take the case to court Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor [Brand.New]