The most bittersweet day ever.

Alternately titled, "cos(playing, the sport of champions"
"Music Theory is easy so far"
"You Lose"
"Sex/Suggestive things"
"Treble v. Bass"
"Things you never thought your parents would do, and they actually didn't XD"


Needless to say, I'm never doing my Music Theory homework on time XD

I did my reading this morning and Charlie scared me with a bug.

I went off to Jazz Band where I was pretty much stripped of my 1st chair title.
I failed at leading a sectional b/c seth wouldn't shut up.
But I got a new mouthpiece.
Guess which parts were bitter and which one was sweet?

In health,
I got to talk about how/why Ryan was my role model.
That was actually pretty cool.
Then Mrs. Lawler talked about sex.

Back in the Music Dept.,
I got the reading done,
but guess who switched bass and treble clef on the assignment on the ONE measure they had to read out loud?
Me.
It was rather comical though, so I guess it was all good.
Then there was a fight at lunch.

Then good ol' EB. And Prey.
And a note about cos(playing XD
[Yes, I DID spell it right]

After school a saw Charlie and Hermes [Hermes meant to ask ChaCha where he could find a Mudkip costume for Tim for Halloweenn, but accidentally asked, "Where can I find a Mudkip?" ChaCha never replied :P]. I made two trips out to my car before going to Kathleen's house to watch The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe for our Econ project.

Then Donna, Paula, The Chaney's, Jacob, an I went to O'Charley's.

The movie and coming home were probably the most interesting parts of the day.
Besides getting cornered next to Charlie by a bug.

I came home the back way, turn a corner, and see a motorcycle in front of our mailbox.
I think, "What idiot just parked that in front of our mailbox?"
I had to make a U-turn at the stop sign to get into our driveway to avoid hitting the stupid thing before I realived:
Mom said that if we ever got a motorcycle, it would have to be small.
This is small.

I park my car and run to look at it: a Deep Purple Yamaha.
Beaten up; but it's a motorcycle.
In front of our house.
They went shopping without me?
When did they get it?
How did they drive it home without having a mototrcycle liscense?
... Why does it look like someone went mudding?

I thought the last thought again.

Mike saw me looking at it from inside through our glass door.
I ran inside wonder what they heck was going on before I tripped over a pair of muddy boots.

Michael came over.
And rode his new motorcycle over here.
Well... new to him.

Apparently it was his grandpa's, and the thing hasn't been running since 1984 [bought new in 1980], so Michael fixed it up because, well, he's Michael, and he knows how to do that sort of thing just as well as Brian does.

So...

Guess who's working on getting there motorcycle permit now? :D