NEW HORN!!!!!

I should probably explain the title. Jasper Band bought new horns, and because I use rental horns from Jasper, I got a new horn!!!!!!!!! yeah yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah!!!! Go Yamaha 668II!!! Go beautiful, shiny new lacquered horns!!!!!.

To be honest I'm scared to touch it. I don't want to make fingerprint marks on it..... :(

Band again

Band is just too ownage to have a mere one post, and also, it's about time I add to the list of classifications for being a band freak.

This is more for horn players than anyone else: You know you're a band freak if the word horny means horn related and does not initially bring up any inappropriate thoughts.

Yeah, this trait was exemplified by me today; I'm just way too weird to fit into normal people society.
BAND RULEZZZZ

Football games in the band (souped up version)

The crowd is yelling and cheering excitedly, they anticipate many great touchdowns scored today. Some crazy diehard fans paint their faces, while others hold up large, colorful posters. People walk around carrying beverages and snacks, and the smell of soda, nachos, and popcorn lingers in the air. The atmosphere is tense, but energetic. The cool night air is refreshing, as are the numerous swarms of crickets falling upon people and their possessions. The mascots fighting each other are hilarious. The band plays happily and the audience applauds as the teams rush onto the field. However, by the time the night is over only one team shall emerge victorious; the other, with depressed and defeated looks on their faces. The teams rest up for halftime, but for the bands halftime is the most important time because of the halftime show. After halftime the action really starts to heat up. There is: random screaming which causes one to almost go deaf, the opposing bands trying to outdo each other, the crazy mellophones dancing, and the unexpected win!?!?. Of course, the day (more like night) wouldn't be complete without having to return home at almost midnight and still have to finish your homework. This is a typical football game night for the committed marching band student.

This was a English imagery essay based off my previous post. I just added a little here and a lot there and had some help from an ownage friend.

Football games in the band

Ahhhh football games. The fresh night air, the crickets falling everywhere, the random yelling, the almost turning deafness, the unexpected win!?!? and the crazy mellophone suicides (you know what those are right?). And of course, it wouldn't be complete without having to return home at almost midnight and still have to finish your homework. Ahhhhh, so refreshing. If I wasn't so poetically challenged (unlike my good friend Deep Breath 101) I'd write a poem about football games, however I am incredibly poetically challenged so I am forced to make a half asleep post about them.

A midget's guide to life part 4

This isn't really about survival...Some of you may be saying: What if you aren't a midget in stature? What does this have to do with anything? I say:I DON'T KNOW, I'M A SLEEPY FRESHMAN WRITING RANDOM STUFF. ANYWAYS ONE OF MY GOOD FRIENDS
IS 5 foot 7 BUT IS A MIDGET AT HEART. SHE'S JUST OWNAGELY COOL LIKE THAT.

SOMEDAY THE DAY WILL COME WHERE EVERYONE WANTS TO BE A MIDGET, AND I WILL CHERISH THAT DAY

High School Life part 5

THE SECOND WEEK HAS ENDED. YAY 1/18 THROUGH THE SCHOOLYEAR!!! It's a good thing that it was a 4 day week because if it lasted another day I would've fallen asleep in class. I mean, I was falling asleep like 20 times during breakfast by Wednesday! OMG, there was actually one day where I slept for a whole 6 hours!!!!!
And I thought of another way you know High School is owning you. Here goes.
You know high school is owning you if you draw and color Pokemon just to procrastinate doing homework.

Teachers

Do any of you out there have or had some crazy, weird, or friggin awesome teachers? if so, please comment. As for me hmmm let's see. Firstly my English teacher. sheeee talkss liiiiike weeee're soome liitttlle kiiids whoooooo can't unnderrrrstand anyyyyone speeeeeking at a normal pace. And she's all like, "If you need help, you can ask me, I'm your friend, I'll be there for you. A nice gesture, but sort of creepy, don't you think? I'll post again soon, but IIIIII havvvvve tooooooo gooooo doooo myyy Engliiishhhhh hoomeworrrrk.

A midget's guide to life part 3

Some of you out there may be asking, how would you fare if you were a total middle between tough and nice? Well, I have a good and gullible friend who is just like that. She is constantly teased (more by me than anyone else) and miserable. She is so miserable in fact that she laughs at herself (lol!). And yes, she does get trampled by the giants of society. What we need to learn from her sacrifice is to stand tall(er), midgets of this cruel planet! Stick together, learn from each other to survive in this world!

peace out, fellow shorties.

High School Life part 4

The first week is over. I SURVIVED!!! YAY (claps and cheers and jumps around and hits a table then lays on the ground like peter griffin going ahhhhh. sssss, aaaaaaahhh, sssss aahhhhhh, ssssss, ahhhhhh).
anyways yay Jasper High School’s infamous first week (not really but i felt like saying that) is over. yay 1/36 through the school year!!! I’m not failing anything yayayay. of course I wouldn’t know because I havent gotten that many assignments back yet, but I don’t think I’m failing. whooopeee! more sleep this weekend!! more homework too but more sleep!! sleeeeeep zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz oh right I’m writing a post, sorry about that. I feel like adding to the You Know High School is Owning You list so hear goes.
You know high school is owning you if you have to make up a random blog about it to vent frustration.
post comments if you have ideas about high school or this weird mysterious thing we call life or whatever, its alllll goooood (not really).

This is your number one sleep deprived person, signing out…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Band

Greetings to all the wonderful band freaks out there (or normal yet bemused and alarmed readers). HELLO! I am a lil midget mellophone/french horn player who loves!!!! band!!!! yeah!!!!

You may (but probably aren’t) asking yourself, how does one classify themselves as a band freak? Well I have created and will continue to add onto this list of classifications.
You know you’re a band freak if:
1. While brushing your teeth you start doing the tube of toothpaste exercise (a marching band exercise, but of course you should already know that, right?).
2. While randomly listening to a piece of music (like Rhapsody in Blue) you start singing and fingering your music.
3. (This relates to #2) You suck at singing but sing along loudly and uglily (is that a word?) anyways.
4. You start marching, sliding, or back marching to places (like to your classes in school or to the bus).
5. You periodically yell: I LOVE BAND! or GO HORNS! or I LOVE PRACTICING MUSIC! or something similar.
6. You relate costs of things to your instrument (like: That couch costs as much as a horn!).
7. You say something like: why do I have to spend 30 minutes, watching TV? I could be practicing horn!
8. you want to be a musician when you grow up.
9. You have added your band teacher’s and phone number/ email to your contacts list.
10. You brag about things like: marching band has helped me have a flatter core/better posture/a shoulder muscle I never knew existed!!!

so far this is my list. Please post a comment with your results, I am seeing how I stack up to other people (i should say more normal people, heeheeheeheeheheeehee evil laugh). In case you didn’t know, I exhibit all of the characteristics in this list!!! YEAH!!! GO BAND!!!!!

A midget’s guide to life part 2

yay here’s the second installment to my A midget’s guide to life.
in the first post I mentioned the need to be tough, but I know that there are people in this world that aren’t like that. soooooo without further ado, here’s number two.
2. get on someone’s good side. there are kind people out there that would be terrible at being bold and rough, but are terribly nice and polite. and who can resist the allure of a sweet midget?
The most important thing is DON’T BE TIMID!!! there is a difference between nice and timid, and timid people get walked all over in mainstream society.

High School Life Part 3

I think I should clarify some things.
I am a freshman (FISH!! yes, yes i know) at a very competitive and Azn school. This is day 4, and I am so sleep deprived that I feel like I’m living in third person, nodding off every few minutes, and am humming band music for no reason (oh wait, I do that anyways).
I am in marching band and hopefully will make the basketball team, therefore my day starts at 5:40am. There has not been one day so far that I’ve slept before midnight, and i average about half of the recommended (and impossible to get) 8-9 hours of blessed rest. I am taking 3 honors classes and a course for college credit, along with band (ownage!), chinese, and athletics.

High School Life part 2

hello again, dedicated readers.
this is the second segment of my stories of woe.
i entitle this: You Know High School Is Owning You If….
1. On the third day of school, you work on homework for so long that you could only manage to get 3 hours of sleep.
2. You are a crazy Azn nerdy weirdo, but by day 3 of high school, you are absolutely ecstatic just to be passing.
3. You start saying stupid things to try to lift your morale like: yay I am officially through 1/60 of the school year!!
so far, this is all i could think of, but i will try to keep adding to this list. feel free to comment if you have ideas on the list or crazy experiences or whatever

High School Life

hello, members of the outside world.
allow me to introduce myself.
i am just a random overachieving azn high schooler who has no free time but makes a blog simply for the sake of randomness and unwillingness to start on my homework, which is rather extensive and frightening. if any of you other unfortunate souls called high schoolers out there are reading this post, i’m sure you can relate to my misery. in these next posts i shall start to explain my predicament, or maybe go delirious and say something completely off topic.

A midget's guide to life

How am I still alive? How did I not get trampled over by the giants of this world? You will find these and answers to many other questions shortly.

1. be tough: if you don’t want to get pushed around, build a tough image. Normally people don't view shorties as a threat and thus feel that they can do anything to you. Don’t take crap from anyone, and if you can reach, punch him/her in the nose if he/she teases you. you want to be a person people look down to in fear!

i will add more to this shortly (no pun intended)