First band rehearsal tonight. It wasn't spectacular or anything--never is. We have a newbie named Dan. He's a freshman from the Gurney (sp?) area and lives in Watterson. I think Jim and Joe were happy to see the life of the low-brass section was still in action. Yes, I know I can talk too much on occasion, but for the most part, I'm a good kid in the back that entertains everyone. Jim warned Dan about me, told him I might get him into trouble. What a liar.
On the way up to school on Sunday, Dad asked me what emo was. There was an explanation that probably lasted a good half an hour or so. I found it amusing.
I'm going to go read some more Wicked. Elphaba feels my pain.
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