FREAKING OUT.

"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." ~Allen Ginsberg

OHH MYY GODD.

We got a freakin' GOLD! Yes, A GOLD rating at NYSSMA Majors. I think I am going to puke. Out of happiness and astonishment, of course. Or maybe it's that Burger King I was forced upon out of spite and the colorful advertisement hanging up on that wall.

Well, whatever it is, I am still freaking out.

(INSERT CRAZY LOUD HAPPY SCREAMING!)

This is insane, and as a 100% bandee geek, I'm so proud. I think everyone did great. (Well, obviously, otherwise we would've failed epically and got nothing.) Even though someone, you know who you are *cough* Dayna *cough*, hit the triangle before they were supposed to (:

This is how everything unraveled.
Got to school.
Went to 1st period.
After that, headed to the Band Practice Room.
Got on the Big Old Swagger Wagon.
Rode on it for about 2 hours.
Got of the bus, oh sorry, Big Old YELLOW Swagger Wagon.
Practice in a vacant band room at the high school we performed at.
Got the A-OK and headed up to the auditorium.
Everyone was absolutely silent. We sounded like moving zombies, minus the moaning, wrecked clothes, and barely-there-skin.
We played, or conquered.
Got back on the Big Old Yellow Swagger Wagon; Went to Burger King...

There's a lot more but it would take a LONG time to fit it all in, and I still have to hop into the shower.

I had this, "Oreo Sundae Shake" and a small order of fries at the Fancy gourmet Burger King. It came with this amazingly huge blue straw, and no matter how perverted this may come out, it was hard to suck up the ice cream with it.

Play with illegal fireworks (or not...), Wear a fedora and say you are the R E A L Michael Jackson, and never ever eat a prune,
Kayla.

Current Temperature: 82.5 Degrees Fahrenheit (P.S. This temperature made the bus about 90 degrees; I was dying.)
Song I can't get out of my head: "Heaven Can Wait" by We the Kings
What I ate (that I remember): That crazy Oreo Sundae Shake. 'Nough Said.