like a virgin

oh dear. it has been quite a while.

on wednesday, i went to the first marching band practice. i am indeed in marching band. at first, i played aux. percussion, which is the huge scary gong and the huge scary bass drum and then the four little drums and a cymbal. all on a huge stand in front of me/behind me. but i did not really want to play that. because when, not if, when i do mess up, everyone will hear me. for goodness' sake, it's a flipping bass drum. totally frightening. and so i switched with scott, and now i play xylophone. so i blend. which, in my case, is definitely a good thing. so now i need to learn my songs, and learn how to read music. i already kinda knew, so that's good, but i am still in the process of writing the names of the notes and the count above/below the notes and measures. hmph.

and then i have been doing basically nothing. i thought about stabbing myself in the thigh, like brutus' wife in the tragedy of julius caesar, just for some entertainment. that's how bored i was. my computer has been totally whacked out lately, so i haven't been able to do anything. i was totally scared it was going to crash and i would lose all my stuff. i would have been a recluse for about a week, mourning the loss of the fruits of my labor and creativity. i'm not even joking.

and then kati called at like nine thirty last night, and we spoke until about midnight. we can talk forever. i was going to stay the night last night, her mum would pick me up, but it was like ten thirty and my fruity father said it was too late. why??? i don't have to be in bed until eleven, a rule i pay no attention to anyway. geez.

so i am spending the night tonight instead. i purchased chocolate frosting to indulge in at her place of residence.

tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday, and i will be downtown all day with my dearest buddies, and we will frolic about on the kiddie rides and watch a kiddie movie, to celebrate my coming-of-age. very apt, in my opinion. i chuckle.

ouch. i have just now discovered an invisible bruise on my jaw. grr. i also have a few on my legs. but i have all kinds of small wounds on my legs, so it is to be expected.

tomorrow i am wearing, for the first time, my newly made vest. i am so super excited. i think i shall also wear it to excalibur's concert on the twenty-third.

oh, so my dear friend's lover, both of them sixteen, asked her to marry him. oh goodness, i got extreme entertainment from that. i am still laughing.

so my friend, with phenomenal cosmic powers, did .it. without protection. so she could be pregnant, although i think it is unlikely. boy is freaking out. and my other friend is now not speaking to the boy she lost her virginity to. she is taking it pretty hard. and so, therefore, i am very very very glad i am still a virgin. no worries. mwahahaha.

and now, i shall depart. fare thee well.

"you will tell the court you are blind to spirits; you cannot see them any more, and you will never cry witchery again, or i will make you famous for the whore you are!"

-john proctor, the crucible, arthur miller

p.s. this quote has nothing to do with any of my topics for today, i just love how "eff you" he is. abigail williams is a crazy slut, and apparently she became a prostitute in boston a few years later.