Back to Rappahannock

I've been putting this off for a while, but I really feel like I need to write. I want to keep that skill as sharp as possible.

So I got home yesterday, around 4:30. I still haven't unpacked, but I've cleaned up my room quite a bit. There's still a ton left to do. After living in a dorm room for so long, completely in control of my own living space and necessities, it's hard to come back to a house that's been completely neglected all summer. I've been trying to get Mom to help me to clean, but it's incredibly hard. Oh, well. What did I expect?

I skipped Band Camp today. I probably could have handled it, but I just didn't feel like going.

And I have to be at Band Camp tomorrow morning at 9:00. I'm not worried. I should be able to catch up on the music and marching pretty quickly. It's just going to be such a bitch juggling Band Camp with summer work. Although, that's really my fault. I'm going to try as hard as I can to complete it, which means I should stop smoking pot. I went 5 1/2 weeks without it. It shouldn't be that hard.

I've been listening to a lot of music that I've never really heard before. REM, Jet, Nine Inch Nails. Random stuff that Morgan had lying around.

I suppose I should have written more about BUSTI. It was quite an experience, and I'm sure I'll remember it forever. There's just so much to say about it that I feel overwhelmed at the idea of starting to write about it.

I look forward to the prospect of helping Mr. Paulette in Acting class. I feel like I've learned a lot, and I'm so eager to share it with people before I forget it myself.

So, yeah. I'm slowly starting to get my life back in order. It'll be hard to cope with Rappahannock again. I miss the city, especially the self-sufficiency I felt when I was there. It's so hard to get anything that I need out here in Rappahannock, but in a city, it was just a walk next door to City Convenience. And I miss the people in BUSTI too. Some of them, I'm very glad to be away from, but it was sad to say goodbye. There was a huge shoulder-crying reminiscent party on Friday night.

Frustration will set in pretty soon.

I really want to graduate after my Junior year, but Morgan just made me aware of the fact that I probably won't be able to. Band is taking up too much space for classes, and I doubt I'll be able to get the requirements, even with a ton of summer work. I hope there's something I can work out. I'll do whatever it takes to graduate early. I would even quit band if I could, but the paperwork and band deposits have already been put in. It's impossible to back out now. I'm already wirtten into the marching show's drill.

Writing this seems to have sharpened my mind a bit. I was leaning back in my chair like a slug, and I needed something to concentrate on to wake me up.

I suppose I'll clean my room now. StumbleUpon is so damn distracting, though! It keeps me from getting anything done. Okay. No StumbleUpon. I should disable it or something.

Anyway, bye.