Louis Phillipe sent out an email to all of the people participating in this year's Rock Off, reminding them that we were the guest band and that they could go to the finals for free. Here was his description of us ( Read more... )

S.A.T.'s are really stupid.

I think I did ok. But still, they're fuckin dumb.

Hah.

We have SATs tomorrow. For some reason I feel like that's really weird.

Maybe it's just because "Drive" is the perfect song for the night before the SATs. I don't know why.

Strange.

Next week is going to kill me. I'm going to be busy every day.

School was ugh ( Read more... )

I just finished my essay, and I'm not going to look at it again. I know my ending is weak, but I'm fucking done with that thing. I don't care if she marks points off because it ends very cheesily ( Read more... )

I got a haircut ( Read more... )

When I was driving home from Will's piano lesson, I felt the highest form of musical elation while listening to "Yes My Friend" from Pete McCann's album Most Folks. John O'Gallagher's alto sax solo screamed at me while I was yelling FUCK YEAHHHH!!!! right back at it. If you were in the car with you, you probably would have thought I was having an ( Read more... )

I've decided that I'm not doing the Sarah Lawrence summer program because it's too small and weird and too expensive and not worth it. It sounds like a great drama program, it just doesn't seem like a great way to spend three weeks of the summer ( Read more... )

The competition did not go well ( Read more... )

I played my set today. A few mistakes, no big deal. Pay attention. Focus. That's all I need to do. I can do this. I can do this.

I'm going to bed soon.