KT Tunstall and an Overhead Projector

This chick is unbelievable! She plays every instrument you hear and is even her own back up singer, the fact that she coordinates all this with her feet while playing guitar and singing is mind boggling to me.

So today was pretty boring. I made myself two thermoses of coffee (just incase, you never know when you need that extra energy boost), and went to school earlier than normal. I was standing around with Theresa and I told her about how I wasn’t sure if I was going on the trip or not. Eventually we went to the first floor; I just kind of put myself in a crowd of Drumline kids and tried to blend in. Mr. Yoder saw me however, but he didn’t yell at me or say I shouldn’t be down there, he simply asked me what we were going to do about loading the truck.

Loading the truck was a clusterfuck.

They rented this small moving van, and it was big enough to lift the Vibraphones, but there was no way in hell it would lift the marimbas. So, while everyone sat around looking dumb founded, Hannah and I found a bunch of small extra xylophones and loaded them on the truck in place of the marimbas. It was extremely aggravating because Hannah and I literally loaded all the pit equipment, plus the battery shit and all the low brass just dumped their instruments next to us and expected us to load it.

The performance at wood creak sucked. I forgot a lot of the music and the instrument was too tiny to do any runs on. Not to mention the fact it was completely out of tune, every cord I hit sounded like a gorilla getting run over by a dumpster.

English was boring. We discussed Hamlet which I did NOT read.

I had three interesting experiences today involving bathrooms.

1) I got permission from Mrs. Robinson to take a dump, as soon as I got out of the classroom I noticed Ms. Milenkovich standing in the middle of the hall with a projector just staring at her door. She’s known to be crazy, but not that crazy. So I said “hello”, and she just looked at me then said very suspiciously, “come here for a second”. I walked over to her. “You see that boy in the front row?” “yes”. But that’s all I ever got. Someone opened her door and she walked in without her overhead projector. Next thing I knew, I was standing alone in a hall with an overhead projector staring at a door. A girl walked by and looked at me like I was crazy, so I got the hint and continued to the bathroom.

2) While in the bathroom, I went right for the stall with a door. Some dumb fuck had tried to flush his planner down the toilet, so I had to use the doorless stall.

3) Finally, on my way back to the room, I passed the front office where the hall monitors guard the school from criminals and miscreants. There was some dude with pants down to his knees holding a bouquet of flowers screaming at the hall moniter. “I have to tell her how I feel!” “sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave the premises.” “She has to know!” “Sir, you have been warned. I will now escort you out of the building.” I kept my head low and walked by quickly.

When I got home I read 2 acts of hamlet and took a nap.

That was my day.

Bye.