School Schedule 2007 - 2008
1 - May - Marching Band/Pep Band/Wind Ensemble/Winter Guard - Fine Arts2 - Black - AP Chemistry - Bottom 1003 - Harris - Vocal Ensemble/Concert Choir - Frine Arts4 - Pierce - AP English 5/6 - Bottom 2005 - Lamanda - Thespian Society/Advanced Drama - Fine Arts6 - Lamparzic - AP US History - Top 3007 - Bricolo - Spanich 3/4 - Top 200
April 16th, 2007 at 03:51pm
Poem (Friends)
My poem, Friends, is feeling awfly lonely.It would feel less lonely if someone would comment it.: ]
April 12th, 2007 at 12:13am
Today
The life of Ghost:This morning, in first hour, wind ensemble, I was being picked on, by my own section, my own clarinets, about how when I keep tempo I feel the tempo through my whole body. Point number one is that when notes are filled in, they play them right, but when their not, they don't know how to play them. So, in order to keep tempo, one must show the entire section what beat we're on....
April 11th, 2007 at 03:14am
Party
I can't believe I am about to go to a party.I'm about to be social outside my fine arts classes.I'm about to go there and when people ask me who I'm with, I'm going to say a friend.He even talked me in to buying a new shirt for this.Everybody run.This has got to be a sign of the end of the world.The life of Ghost takes a new turn. Ode to that.- Ghost
April 9th, 2007 at 08:07pm
I Swear To God
If one of my parents start jumping down my throat over absolutely nothing like they just did.I'm going to fucking blow someone's brains out.And it's probably going to be mine.I haven't been in the happiest mood ever this weekend.Why?Lack of sleep & the SIMPLE fact that the only person I have ever been friends with/loved is leaving me in a little over a month.Leaving me alone.With -no one- to...
April 9th, 2007 at 07:35pm
Poem (Who Am I)
My poem, Who Am I, is feeling awfly lonely.It would feel less lonely if someone would comment it.: ]
April 8th, 2007 at 02:04am
Wow.
Wow. Things really suck right now, and I'm a bit on the pissed off side.I mean, seriously. My life is so screwed up, and all my so called school friends can say is "It's spring break, there's nothing to be stressed about." Hardy har har har. Ignore the fact you're constantly having sleepless nights, forget the fact that you hate yourself, who gives a damn that you ruin everyone's life. WHO CARES...
April 7th, 2007 at 08:12pm