Last parade today. Hopefully, the last parade of my life..if I don't join All City. It was the Granada Christmas Parade, nearly two miles of horse shit and those annoying plastic horns that little kids blow on, throwing me totally off tempo. It was alright..the only downside was that sharp pain in my lungs that always seems to come at the worst time. First at Valyermo, then right before the jazz band competition, and this time at White Oak and Chatsworth, disabling my ability to breathe. Which is pretty nessecary when marching..
Anyway, I got my phone back, which is EXTREMELY exciting. Yes, exciting enough for me to whip out good ol' caps lock. My dad's injury has brought us closer for some reason..I have a feeling that it's because I'm not that much of a bitch to be mean to someone who is in pain pretty much 24/7. Hopefully we'll be a functioning father/daughter unit again.
I haven't cracked open my sketch book in over six months. I tried to draw today and it looked like crap. I guess I just have to keep trying.. Give me something to draw..and give me new songs to learn on guitar..please.
Oh, and best friend? I'm down to hang out, but I think that my dad would freak out at the idea of it. So Wednesday? Before practice maybe?
Tomorrow: Lisa's house..maybe.
Kelsey Rae
