Better bike pumps

I'm finally done with High School. I just took my last history test and felt a big weight lifted. It's not physically going to High School that matters...it's that obligation to it. Once you aren't obligated anymore, it makes life so much easier.

I just watched this funny movie at the theater. I think it's called The Strangers. It's supposed to be scary, and it was. But it should actually be a comedy.

Martin gave me this fudge that looks really good. I might eat some right now. The only thing stopping me is that I have to wake up early for graduation rehearsal. How rough is that. I have to graduate twice!

I'm excited to hear what Daniella has to say tomorrow. She said her speech is only four minutes long, but I bet to me it will feel like an eternity.

If I had gone to a UofO game today I would totally fit in. I looked like a duck today. How weird is that.

I'm so pumped for college.

Circa Survive is definitely rocking it on the top artists chart. Holding Someone's Hair Back is good. I like them.

I haven't practiced in about a week. At first it felt weird, but now I'm used to it. I have so much more time in a day when I don't practice. It feels like I can accomplish so much more. But I know that when I pick up my fiddle I'm going to sound like the freshman. God help me.

I'm thinking of selling my Snow White Award. I'm going to try and see how much money it's worth. Maybe it can pay for some college textbooks?

If I get paid for playing music, it's not like I'm selling out or anything, am I? Am I prostituting my passion out to random people?

I need to get fenders and a bike pump for my Schwinn. I'm afraid of getting a leak and not being able to fix it. And today my butt was soaked by the time I got to the senior BBQ.

Tomorrow is a big day. I'm pumped.