My music class was cancelled (for some reason I like the two-L version of the word cancelled) for what I believe will be the entire academic year. I don't know...it shouldn't seem like a big deal and I should be grateful for the extra time for study/work but then I remember how crazy I went last year after not playing anything for six months and how much happier I was when I started playing again.Is is a big deal =\ I don't know what to do.
On a lighter note I was harassed from Arroyo to Markland on my way to pick up my brother. Stupid mofos.
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I think I'm finally learning to appreciate the friends I have that seem to love me unconditionally. This past year has been rough. I know I've been somewhat MIA but I haven't forgotten any of you. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for listening to my blather no matter how depressing or mindless or random. Thank you for caring.
I'm restless. I don't know if I can sleep.