Wooosh!
Today was the bi-annual school blood drive, and of course I gave. Being in NHS, I worked the first hour shift and then donated during third hour, so I missed out on practically half my day. I gave blood in 5 minutes, 32 seconds - new personal record! XD [First time, it took about seven minutes...second time, I dunno, but it was longer 'cause the machine was angry and beeping at me...]
My blood doning was synced just so perfectly that as soon as I was good to go, I just got to zip right off to tech theater, being only a minute or two late. Missy and I were tasked with finding "home decor" stuff for the set...that didn't take long...We hung out with the student teacher, Mr. Lobe [aka, Matt, because he's younger than my own brother Matt] and talked about Halloween. As it turns out...he knows was MST is! We geeked before Struyk told us to go and clean up and stuff.
Shuffle earlier to this morning...
Jazz and I ran around doing pep club stuff [since I am vice-president...]. On our second return trip from the office, Phil spotted me out and we talked about random stuff...DVDs and New Orleans and computers...Then his ex-girlfriend walked up and this air of ABSOLUTE AWKWARDNESS settled over. I latter learned from Missy that this girl is...um...out to make his life as miserable as possible. She apparently enjoys the moments she can be mad and chew him out. Eh...creepy much...?
AP art, it was eventually spilled to Jazz and Ashlyn [the closet sci-fi nerd] who my interest was. [Well, Jazz was the only one who knew who he was, since she's in band as well...Ashlyn sits across from me and just learned.] They thought it was cute and basically made me feel awkward by asking questions. >3<;
ISH IS AWKWARD FOR MEH
Oh right...yesterday was the Sycamore Pumpkin Parade, most dreaded parade of them all...well, we were relatively early on in the parade, so it wasn't that bad. It was really windy, though, so I kept getting knocked around with the bass drum. We didn't stick around to find out how we did, since it was starting to rain and get really crappy. Phil wound his way towards me at the end and was disappointed to see I had my drum on. "I was going to carry that," he said, so I gladly swapped and carried his mellophone. Tried to play it and just concreted the fact that I'm an oboe player. XD
I ended up kinda sleeping on him on the bus ride back home [we were seat buddies]. Missy giggled at me.
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And I really like it.
