Today we had a substitute in music. So for grade ten band we started watching Grease. The music in it rawks! The story plot... not so good. I forced myself to sit by the people who pity me. Because I wanted to see it better and they were closest to the screen. Yeah, I'm pathetic.

I had the best jazz band class ever! They started obsessing over the cowbell, and everyone insulted everyone else.. and yeah. We took turns saying our names, and naming one thing that we liked. Some of the answers are below:

Me- Sharpie (I asked her what I liked, and that's what she said)
Sharpie- trombone (We switched instruments.. just because)
Sabrina- Kirk (Aww.. how sweet -gags-)
Random Guy- Not Sabrina (How... harsh.)
Mich- Cowbell (Like I said, we were obsessing over it)

And then we played this song but I couldn't play it because I was on saxophone. And then Kirk said me and Sharpie sucked.. he just doesn't know pure talent.

Then it was lunch. When I found out that... I'm top in brass class. Sharpie got grade nine music. Julia got... everything.

Then drama. Mr. Nabben read out what we were gonna be for the 24 hour theatre thingie, and I got actor. I wanted to be writer. I was so mad, I told him I didn't want to be in it.

I'm gonna skip to dinner now, just because. My parents and I got into an argument. Over music. And my future carreer. I'm not even gonna bother to say more.