9.25.2002

Well, I've been continuing a trend of not writing. It just doesn't seem to fit in. Though I wish it would because I want to remember all of this.

I was supposed to audition yesterday, but my sax broke. So I have to go tomorrow instead. Reid fixed my sax today when I had a lesson. But I'm afraid everyone will think I can't play, which isn't true. I'm actually so GREAT! So now I can't have my chair changed, but I think if I could I would've been bumped up to 4th.

I joined the yearbook starff because I was displeased with last year's yearbook. THEY SPELLED MY NAME WRONG!

Still on that quest for soul. Grace and I saw Barbershop the first weekend it was out. We were the only white people in the theater.

In an attempt not to be a total prude, I was flirting with Matt C. online yesterday. Flirting is surprisingly not that hard. He seemed pretty responsive. Hehehehe.

I feel artsy.

Ashley C. is a dillhole. She was encouraging a laughing class to stop laughing at Grace and I by saying, "It's not that funny, you guys!" She's just jealous because she didn't get it. It's the boys from Ms. Kirn's class all over again.

I started listening to the Fiona Apple CD I bought a long time ago. I actually really like it. It's got some soul.

Ta.