And so comes the morning of my Band Festival. I just finished polishing my flute and piccolo. I'm so excited. I love performing for people. I love to see the look on their face when I hit sixteenth notes. (it's not terror) I'll be heading on out in about and hour and a half now. I perform at 11:15 and go home at 1:15. I can't believe myself. I never used to get this excited over something so little. I guess I had fun last year.

My parents said I couldn't spend the night at Kendall's last night. Her sister was raped and my parents were scared that I was gonna be raped too. Uhhh no? I cancelled with her last night, but then she called this morning, and I invited her over here. We'll have a kind of spiritual night I guess you could say. We're going to summon the Ouija board and use the tarot cards.

Speaking of tarot cards, I got my first set last night. Yesterday, despite the fact it was a holiday about love and I can't really relate, was a good day. I summoned the tarot cards about a question weighing on my mind. They said to wait the whole thing out. Thank you great spirits.