exhaustedI think I need to tell the band director that I plan on not being in marching band next semester, though >.>;. Liz, the girl in the french horn section that thinks I'm a complete idiot, is going on to people about how she'll get to be drum major if the french horn section is strong enough next year. And I bet that if I'm not there, she won't get to do it, unless they've got some recruits lined up. I don't really care if Liz is drum major, just because she irritates me with her hostility toward me, but I don't want her to come kill me while I'm sleeping either >.>;. Plus, Mr. Raymond won't be happy with my quitting. I guess I'll have to very carefully word an e-mail tomorrow.
Meeeeerh, so yes, I'm back at my parent's house for the summer. I think something's wrong with me today, as I've been rendered unconscious twice already earlier this afternoon from tiredness. Moving my stuff always wears me out, though ^^;. I think I shall go become unconscious once more, as I'm kinda sliding out of the computer chair at the moment XD;.
