Meanwhile, piano…

Ok. So Interlochen. I’m obsessed with piano. Not even joking. I have not hung out with anyone. I came back, people invited me over, and I said no.  Because I wanted to practice piano. What just happened? I didn’t even realize it until two weeks went by and I had hung out one time. And thatContinue reading “Meanwhile, piano…”

Band Camp

Well, Band Camp is up and rolling. Actually, it’s almost done. I’ve been slightly slacking on these posts. It’s been well. I’m section leader, and my (albeit small) section is responding really, really well! I couldn’t be happier. Except for the fact that I have a solo. That was a fun little tidbit that theyContinue reading “Band Camp”

…I’m different.

Really. I am. I don’t feel the need to wear makeup. It’s really not bad. And if they don’t like me because of it, then why would I want to talk to them anyway? It’s almost a good thing. I get to weed out the people who don’t care. I’ve gotten over this caring aboutContinue reading “…I’m different.”

Friend ML

I honestly don’t know how I didn’t see this coming. Reading through all my ‘IJournals’….um, it was obvious. But here’s my defense. Friend ML is nice to everyone. And he does random acts of kindness for everyone. And he sort of didn’t do that for me. Like, he wouldn’t hug me at random times although everyone else did. ButContinue reading “Friend ML”

IJournals: 42 (8/6)

So I’m not actually writing this in the airport, but I just wanted to record it. My plane had a freaking 8 hour layover. It was only supposed to be 3. I sat a in dark corner of the airport and just called people. I called friend SH first, and he was so cute andContinue reading “IJournals: 42 (8/6)”

Friend ML

Everything’s so messed up. I’m back from camp. Literally the night of the day I get back…Friend ML chats me. We are talking and stuff because I love this guy. He’s amazing and sweet and honestly the best person I’ve ever met. And I’m stoked to have him as a close friend even though we live onContinue reading “Friend ML”

IJournals: 41 (8/5)

    I’m on the plane going from TVC to Chicago. But let me back up. This morning was sweet and sad. I walked over to stone early to say goodbye to the piano family. I was quiet and it was sad, but we were al trying to be cheerful and joke around. I leftContinue reading “IJournals: 41 (8/5)”