
Did my Mom know about this $90 business? It's ridiculous. It's already difficult getting a good parking space, so they're going to make me pay $90 to walk half a mile with my hands full of stuff I'm taking back to my room from the weekend for a price. Heck, they should be paying me for staying in the school and giving everything a better name. Yeah! Go me! Hands up in the sky! Oh no! Heh...
VOGUE has given me around 7 final notices of resubscribing to the magazine I bought for collaging...I think I have enough thanks. I brought a large box of them with me to school not realizing that I would have 3 waiting for me when I got here. And to make it cooler, they gave me a "You have a package" slip to me because one was the extra thick one. Go scissors to the page! Occasionally I'll read the articles, or feel bad for not reading the articles so I refrain from cutting through any.
My Wellness book has been open for several hours now...since I woke up a started looking over my notes and turned on my phone to receive a text from Jordan kindly reminding me of Trumpet Lab...I got up and left. I like that though, getting up and going, not worrying about anything but having what I need for class and walking out. So...yeah, I've been using it as an elbow rest...I haven't read hardly anything out of it...intense...I know. Hopefully no one wrote on our test we had today, we all get 100's if that's the case.
Thursdays schedule: (First of all, basically every time I type out "schedule" I say it like they say it in Europe) Trumpet Lab...Art Appreciation...Trumpet Lesson...Aerobic...Wellness...Band...Jazz Band WHOA! For a non-music major, I'm on top of the world with killing my lips by the end of the day. I should get used to it...maybe. I need to start making time to practice though, and not just on Tuesdays. It would be in the evening after dinner or something.
"Well, if you use the Greenworks..." My response to anything Breana says about cleaning the shower and its bleachy fumes. I'm a cleaning machine. I don't care about cleaning schedules (there it goes again) I just like to know that somethings clean. So I do it right quick, and WALLAH! Clean. Dusting is a whim as well.
I have a headache. I had one yesterday after band. Ugh...it was horrible...this one might get that way, hopefully not.
I'm pretty sure I've been on a Vegetarian diet (with some slips because I don't remember Tuesday) this whole week. Oh! Tuesday for lunch I had a turkey sandwich that wasn't good. And for dinner I started to eat some chicken but it was dry. And last night I ate the shrimp out of the rice concoction they had going with chicken and sausage. I could choose to be a Pescetarian. Honestly...You can't hear a fish cry. I'm a jerk. Sorry. Please forgive me. Seriously. That would just be my answer if someone asked me.
My tennis shoes got soaked today from the rain. Because here at TLU, when it rains, it floods. So I put on my fancy boots for the rest of the day after Aerobics. Coach didn't even show up for stretching, but like the good students we are, we worked out anyways. My legs are going to be pumped up! Because I feel scared when faced with the upper body machines...I named them that, yes...and I'm not around Heather. She's how to go to!
We're about to cram some people into our room tomorrow night after Coffee House for a movie...it should be interesting, and all the more better since we're thinking about HEB branding up the snacks. That's how we party in room 207!
*Yes, they charged me $3 for adding Jazz Band. Which I supposedly have a solo in one of the pieces, I'm clueless on that improv stuff though. Write it out for me...and I'm on my way.
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