When I came home yesterday from the Orch. Dork concert, it was soooo late that I didn't have time to post a blog. I apologize for that. But here are a few facts about the concert
1. My feet hurt badly.
2. My parents sat in the front row and it was embarassing...
3. We rocked itt! :)
So, guess that summarizes that.
This morning went smoothly I guess. By the afternoon though, I guess people had left over energy from last night. My besties mobbed me for a note someone had given me. No more information about that though.
In Orchestra, we got to see the video of our concert. We kept rewinding the parts where people screwed up and we laughed hysterically. We didn't even have to play our instruments today which could be a good thing for some people. We were like crazy maniacs. My friend and I got in a bitchslap fight for absolutely no reason at all and my skin stung for a while.
In P.E, one of my least favorite subjects, we played field hockey and somewhere along the way, I popped a blister. Remember how I mentioned the bitchslap? Well, people ended up thinking that she had done that to me and so my friend and I are kinda keeping a distance. I don't hold grudges because I think it's pointless.
Well, more later.
xoxo.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I Don't Claim to be an Artist
Hey everyone! The pictures you see above have been all done by me. I have a sort of fantasy-type thing that I stick with. I don't have much inspiration except for maybe Allison Harvard. I know that they are kind of crappy but I like 'em. They didn't take that long and they started as doodles so I didn't expect much anyway. Well, hopefully, one day I'd get better and I can post a blog like this with pride. Well, comment if you like. Oh god, I can imagine the criticisms already. I don't claim to be an artist, remember that. :)
xoxo.
Lectures and Angry Mothers.
This month was pretty boring and I'm so sorry for not posting more often, but hey, who reads my blogs? Right? Anyway, today was an awfully busy day and I'm glad I finally have things to blog about because the past two weeks were unbloggable.
It was about six-thirty in the morning and I was still curled up in bed. I quickly woke up, ran down the ladder and erased my white-board that I had written a big 2 on. I changed it to one. It was for a countdown to my Orchestra concert, which is tomorrow, well more on that later, lemme begin.
I went to school and everything was going pretty good. I fixed my crappy drawing in art, I got an A on my latest test and I got a B+ for the subject I was failing before:Science.
As I said, the orchestra concert is tomorrow. We rehearsed onstage so we know what to do but then no one stayed in tune or counted the beats. We got yelled at by our orchestra teacher and we were excused. I don't wanna brag or anything but I have been playing the violin since i was three so I'm not nervous for the concert. I know that all my solos are gonna go perfectly smooth and I will not get offbeat. What I'm afraid of is the whole grade embarassing our music teacher because he gets enough crap from us already.
After orchestra, we have P.E. Orch. Dorks were late because of our little lecture. Me and my friend Cuyler, (pernounced KY-LER) were by these railings and we were pushing it foward. It was all wobbly and it was just about to break when the teacher caught us. it's not like we were trying to do something bad. So we got a lecture from her. After that, we ran off laughing like maniacs. Just a question but have you ever got in trouble and wanted to laugh when you weren't supposed to? It happens to me all the time.
Finally, school was over and we were waiting by the sidewalk for our parents to pick us up. I know, we're lazy-asses. Well, this boy Pono that was in a grade above us walked by. My friend, joshua yelled, "Hey Porno!" over and over and over again. Like I said, we were all waiting for our parents were there and Pono's mom was unfortunately right there in the car that was right in front of us. Here's the good part...she came out. She walked toward us with this angry look and said, "Don't make fun of my son's name, his name is PONO...P-O-N-O, it's a Hawaiian name!!!!" It was funny as hell but poor Joshua got reported to the office, tsk, tsk.
xoxo
It was about six-thirty in the morning and I was still curled up in bed. I quickly woke up, ran down the ladder and erased my white-board that I had written a big 2 on. I changed it to one. It was for a countdown to my Orchestra concert, which is tomorrow, well more on that later, lemme begin.
I went to school and everything was going pretty good. I fixed my crappy drawing in art, I got an A on my latest test and I got a B+ for the subject I was failing before:Science.
As I said, the orchestra concert is tomorrow. We rehearsed onstage so we know what to do but then no one stayed in tune or counted the beats. We got yelled at by our orchestra teacher and we were excused. I don't wanna brag or anything but I have been playing the violin since i was three so I'm not nervous for the concert. I know that all my solos are gonna go perfectly smooth and I will not get offbeat. What I'm afraid of is the whole grade embarassing our music teacher because he gets enough crap from us already.
After orchestra, we have P.E. Orch. Dorks were late because of our little lecture. Me and my friend Cuyler, (pernounced KY-LER) were by these railings and we were pushing it foward. It was all wobbly and it was just about to break when the teacher caught us. it's not like we were trying to do something bad. So we got a lecture from her. After that, we ran off laughing like maniacs. Just a question but have you ever got in trouble and wanted to laugh when you weren't supposed to? It happens to me all the time.
Finally, school was over and we were waiting by the sidewalk for our parents to pick us up. I know, we're lazy-asses. Well, this boy Pono that was in a grade above us walked by. My friend, joshua yelled, "Hey Porno!" over and over and over again. Like I said, we were all waiting for our parents were there and Pono's mom was unfortunately right there in the car that was right in front of us. Here's the good part...she came out. She walked toward us with this angry look and said, "Don't make fun of my son's name, his name is PONO...P-O-N-O, it's a Hawaiian name!!!!" It was funny as hell but poor Joshua got reported to the office, tsk, tsk.
xoxo
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