Taking the edge off. Then making it sharper.

I think that last post about me being in a good mood made god realize he wasn't doing his job.

So he gave me a gift in the form of mono. The week of a big test such as math, spanish, I had a band concert and oh ya would captain auditions.

I had a hard time breathing and being a WIND player I didn't get the captain spot, but I got clarinet section leader.... By playing Tenor Saxophone. Ya my band director, I told him a very long time ago I was going to play tenor sax for marching band. He said okay but sometime in the periods between then and now he changed his mind, but only decided to tell me recently. That I shall be playing clarinet.

The difference between clarinet and sax isn't huge. But there are some differences that might as well make it like night and day. Embouchure is the biggest. Thats about it other than the fact a clarinet is tiny and the Tenor isn't.

Spanish test wasn't the best in the world, and I still have to take the math one. Then the one day I go to school I get a bio project due in a week, and an english paper due in a week also. I've only gone to a day and a half of school in the past week and I'm missing monday.

Oh I also got Jazz band auditions too, in two weeks. ohmygod.

I hate the end of the year. Especially since I'm sick. Oh ya finals. Crap.

Nostalgia

My childhood involved me in a car driving across phoenix to Glendale and vive versa. Almost every weekend I was at my nana's house. Me being 8 in the 2nd grade, I was a child with energy but being in the ghetto of Glendale with the only park that had a ton of drug dealers my options were limited.

My energy was diverted into videos games. More specifically Pokemon Silver version and Golden Sun. I have over 200 hours logged in Silver and probably more in Golden Sun and its Sequel The Lost Age. Eventually I swayed from the three and grew up. I went to Sonic The Hedgehog to Zelda and occasionally back to Pokemon when a new one came out but It wasn't like Silver. A trip to my cousins house had me introduced to the riot that would become Halo, and with a friend down the street that loved playing Halo, I grew up from Pokemon, to playing mature titles like Modern Warfare, Halo, Devil May Cry, Assassin Creed, Mass Effect, and Bioshock.

But last year my fellow band nerd told me.

"They are remaking Silver/Gold into Soul Silver and Heart Gold."

My interest was perked but with games sequels like Halo ODST, Modern Warfare 2, Devil May Cry 4, Assassins Creed 2, Mass Effect 2, and Bioshock 2 I didn't care.

Then It was announced Golden Sun would get a third in the series, I got excited. I rebought the first in the series and played but I got a girlfriend and with Marching Band weighing down on me I stopped playing. School came down on me, and with Drumline later taking up majority of my time, I forgot.

A few months past and Gold and Silver came out but I didn't noticed until a few weeks ago. During Drumline, Michael had a poke walker. A device where you store pokemon in it, and when you walk with it, it gains experience. He was in the Pit so he never marched, me on the other hand I had to march alot, he gave it to me so he could gain experience. Then later

my friends who had a DS brought theirs to school and started battling each other. I watched over their shoulders amazed at Charizard and Pikachu fighting.

Where did my childhood go?

I asked my parents if they could get me Silver and they replied saying they just bought me a Tenor Saxophone. I went to gamestop trying to sell a couple of games but ultimately I wouldn't get more than ten dollars for a forty dollar game.

The next day my mom, Ryan, Audrey and I went to pick up Ben from a formal party at a hotel. My mom first took me to Gamestop and bought me Soul Silver.

Hell Freaking Yes.

I started playing the second I was in the car. I put it in, picked the first pokemon I ever started with in the series, A Chikorita. I even spelt my name with all Caps like I was in second grade again. It was even a two hour car ride there and back and we even went back past ASU just like I was in 2nd grade.

The tuesday before my dad took me to the ASU baseball game against U of A. I went home listening to Rush. This is the respite I have been waiting for a long time. I felt very nostalgic over all this, it felt pretty good.

Now, me and my neighbor trade tips on the ride to school and in Music Theory, and in the morning we all battle each other before school.

I feel pretty good about this. All the work I'm given is seems like nothing, and what I give is paying off. I pay attention in class so I understand the stuff I can finish my homework fast and play pokemon. I already have 12 hours logged in to it. (almost half as much on my Saxophone.)

My girlfriend is okay with it too. Heh she sits next to me on the couch and makes comments as I play. Once I catch a Lapras I have to name it after her though.

This is going to keep me entertained for a long time.... At least until Golden Sun 3 comes out later this year.

Update

So many words so little time.

Here its all is a few sentences.

Marching Band show is Heartbeat. Movement one Adrenaline Rush. Movement two Passionate Heart. Movement three Heart Attack. Typical show. First has a lot of chords. Seconds sounds nice and pretty. Third is freakin awesome. Eventually I will have a link to it or something.

I will most likely be playing clarinet instead of Tenor Saxophone. That makes me very sad. I'll get over it.

Today was Audrey birthday party. I went. Then went home and did yard work, and ended up being attacked by cockroaches, and hundred thousand ants.

Then I went ice skating.

I saw ASU lose to U of A at baseball. It was a good game U of A just decided to give their batters adrenaline shots so they could have quicker reflexes and throw dirt at the catchers. I still laughed when U of A's outfielders run into each other.

The device has been modified. That is all

Why are you here?

I'm a band geek. No denying it. I play Clarinet, Bass Clarinet, Cymbals, and Tenor Saxophone. WIth learning how to play Quads.

But not all people are band geek like me. There is a fine line at my school between the good, the bad, and the show offs.

I am proudly to say I'm in the good portion, and I love it and want to Major in it. But when the bad meets the show offs you get an edgy situation

Ms. Flute leader (for now) Made that apparent to me today. It was a sectional during concert band.

Her show off(y) nature demoralizes people to the point of wanting to commit suicide. I thought they all exaggerated, I didn't care, I'm playing Bass Clarinet, quite far from her jurisdiction, but we had to combine sections today.

Ya guess who drew the shortest straw

Truth be told everything was all good in the hood. Her laugh made her cynical, and her saying girl to everyone, instead of using their name as in

"Hey girl."

Ya I already had the noose tied around my neck, only needed to kick the chair. But then she made a comment that made me want to trade in the rope for at the very least a very pointy object.

"You know, I love band and doing this. But I am doing this to make the band sound good. So if you don't like doing band, quit. I don't want you here. And if you suck, practice to get as good."

I was more shocked than angry. Ms. Conceded/crazy had no idea what happened. She thought she is Queen of the world. Only if she had saw all those dirty looks. I'm surprised that the Clarinet leader agreed with her.

Excuse me Misses but I thought we all learned this back when we were four but your supposed to think before you talk. We are a huge band. Not big enough to be split into two bands but still big. Next year when there is two bands then you could say that to people aren't practicing. We are now miced with people who are doing this just for the Fine Art credit, and apparently some are so sick of you that want quite.

So if the arm is sick do you cut off the body to make it better? No, you cut off the arm to make the body better. I think it is time I had a little chat with her about treating other people.

Or I could send her back to kindergarden. Which ever is easiest.

Lets act our age everyone

Today was senior ditchday or as the teachers call it Mommy-call-me-out-sick-so-I-don't-get-in-trouble-day. Or as I'm referring it to as the day barely any senior showed up and teachers got pissed.

News of this event hit the interweb a week or two ago. So the teachers knew. I didn't until today because my suppliers of all my tenor saxophone needs wasn't here. Some teachers didn't get. But there are those few that have their head up their butts and decided to retaliate.

1000 point quiz? Unholy projects? Excuse me but lets be rational.

Point A: They are seniors, in the last quarter of the school year. You would would be digging a ditch for their grades, because they didn't show up. For one day?

Point B: If you fail them for just a quarter nothing happens G.P.A take a dip but hardly any school looks at that anymore. and summer school or community colleges fixes that.

Point C: You are getting upset for missing a day of school and I remember correctly half the seniors have half days which are filled with electives.

Point D: NHS or more accurately Mrs. P. You specifically set it up for the seniors of NHS to come to every class room today and present the invitation to join to the people who made it. If they didn't show then they are forced out? That looks bad on transcripts and the like but all the hard work you force them through, they are in the home stretch with only 30 summething or other days to graduation and you would just take it away?

Well bravo to all the teachers out there who are pissed. Sure seniors need to learn actions have consequences. But lets face it. Its a tradition. That if I'm not mistaken teachers join in years ago too. If you are against it now you should have done it then. This was the only thing they accomplished. The admins busted up the shaving cream fight.

I can't wait for a senior prank day. Mrs. P won't be laughing then, but we all will

Giving it a shot

I got bored with this but I'd think I would educate you on the life and state of my lovely home.

Welcome home Honey. We are having disease for dinner.

Ya thats been the state for the past month. I'm being serious. Literally the past month. Cause a month ago we were in Georgia. For a family event....... With mommy dearest and Benben sick

No bueno seeing as everyone in my family managed to get when we got back.

Meanwhile in the Flaming abyss we call Arizona, life went on without me. Point is relationship type stuff.

Lots of texting and "Did he....? with.....? But she is with.....? WTF........"

Yes. WTF indeed. I came home to a flaming pile of crap that I called a relationship the last time I checked. It involves another couples and their break up that grabbed mine attention.

Ya grabbed is a nice word for it. Lots of I love you but like them sort of stuff. And coupleA composed of Man A and Woman A were living fine in pleasantville. CoupleB composed of Man B and Woman B went through a break up. Man A was drawn to Woman B because she is single.

And pretty. Very pretty. Likewise with Woman A and Man B. I know. Cluster F*** for the win

CoupleA is now in crisis ladies and gentlemen. Man B takes advantage of coupleA situation. And with Man A out of the picture for a family event the timing was perfect.

Man A not happy with Man B. or Woman A. Man A share thoughts with Woman B. Lots of hate and swearing between all four.

Man A being the Harbinger of peace and love comes home and shared the love. Everyone is fine happy and in there own relationships with CoupleA still together. Or is it?

Man B not happy with Woman B new boyfriend and wants to get back together. Too bad you effed up. Sooo next in line anybody? And lots of people were cause like I said she is pretty. Very pretty. Man B can suck it. And stop trying to mess things up.

Meanwhile. I'm in the process of acquiring a Tenor Saxophone. Everyone at the casa is slowly getting through sickness father is the latest to get it, with mommy dearest in the recovery ward.

Ya I get out of the house alot. For good measure. Thankfully drumline is over. 5th out 7th? Not good. But our third year competing in another division with a legit show for once? And with judges that didn't like us? Why not?

Marching Band is starting up soon. Time to practice harder. Gotta throw the queen out of her position of Woodwind Tyrant. Opps I mean captain.

Meh what's the difference? Besides if I fail there are six others in line.

Ya she is the hated. Ahh well.

I don't practice Santeria

Today was the last day of winter break and I was able to walk outside with a tee shirt and jeans. Ian wore shorts, Shannon wore a jacket, and Ariel wore a Sweater. That's Arizona hot enough to walk outside at noon without a jacket but when your waking back from Wal-mart at 4:30 you'll want one. Today was nice good new all day. Getting Braces off in 6 weeks. Got to spend the rest of the day with my girlfriend.

School will destroy it all. Projects, homework, and shooting for those A's. Bright side? You tell me honestly don't cut those corners, that we will always do. Days are getting longer and shorter at the same time. More to do, less time to do it all. Its life I guess but how many people are actually experiencing it all? Do day a different day? Seems like that to me but its all blending together sometimes.

Ahh well I'll stop it some how. But back to what happpened today. Got up and told the good news, the horror they call, braces are getting the eletric chair in 6-8 weeks. Hopefully Febuary 18 and not March 2. While I was there I got a message asking for my free time and companionship. (You find one person my age who talks like I do I will pay you.) Got home, ate, and rode myself down to the park. It was all good in the neighborhood. I spent a lovely day with friends. With some intresting comments thrown around abit.

Tomorrow's got suck soooo bad.
By the way my blog title will be quotes from songs go head guess witch song.