Well if that doesn't happen to you, you're just not me, that's all. That's just how I think and act. I got my school pictures back today, not expecting much at all. I mean, I was at band camp for about 8 hours for that day, and had been at band camp for a week and a half previously, so you can imagine how sunburnt I was. I didn't have a comb, so I brushed my hair with one of those buzz-cut razor guard things. By the time I got to school to get my picture taken, my hair had dried, making it's afro appearence I'm much too familiar with.

I wasn't expecting much. I didn't even expect my picture to be better than last year's, but CHRIST! I was expecting more than THAT! I have burn lines on my chest, my face is bright red, my hair is afro-ing, and the blue back ground brings out the color of my shirt too much, so my head is tiny in comparison to my body.

Ah fuck who cares. No one except family will see it...god as my witness.

I want to go and live in North Carolina for a week or so. A hurricane...how much fun! I'm very interested in weather, and I hope to be a meteorologist when I grow up.

Our marching band's first marching game is this Friday. I'm pretty excited. I don't know why though. Probably because it's our first game. I want to play my piccolo so much more than my flute. It's just irritating my lately.

Okay...well I'm gonna leave and go write my story. Fare thee well.