It’s band concert night. Tonight at 7:00 was my last Junior High concert. It’s also very likely that it’s also my last solo ever. I’m good at Junior High, but High School is a totally different experience. My solo went outrageously well from what I heard.

The decorations committee blew up balloons for 5 of the 6 balloon palm trees for Farewell. They got to skip 6th hour. The lucky bastards.

I hate my glasses.

The bible (and the torah for that matter) says it’s a deadly sin to kill ‘friends’, but it says a lot of things we ignore these days.

I’m not nearly as girly as I was yesterday. Yesterday I was going around at such a high frequency, the dogs were barking in Miami Beach. Not to say that today was bad or anything, but it’s kind of a huge let down after how great yesterday was.

Tomorrow will be better. Farewell Freshmen is tomorrow at 7. Stacy and I made a truce, and we’re getting ready/going together. I want to curl her hair in ringlets. She’d be so cute!!! I’m really looking forward to making her up all pretty. Ever since the play and all that stage make-up, I’ve been able to work wonders with an eye pencil and brushes.

I managed to actually get my razor back from my parents, and before I knew I was going to Farewell I cut my arm up by my elbow. (It’s the fourth time I’ve written [Huge hint!] his name there.) I kind of wish I wouldn’t have done it. My dress doesn’t cover my arms. It’s kind of like a tank top, the straps are 2 inches thick.

Yep…I have BIG plans for Stacy. Watch for a web site over the weekend with pictures of Farewell. Not all pictures of course, mostly me and Stacy getting ready, but oh well! Later.