Kill me. [23 Dec 2003|05:23pm] [ mood | stressed ] [ music | Boys Night Out- The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive ] Ha. well i got my tenor to work as ghetto as it is right now. it has blue tape for a cork and a bass clarinet as a reed but i can still play which is good. i just have to wait for Pene and Rachel to set up a day so we can practice together and get into jazz band and win like last year, yo. Saturday i think that i'm going to see Ritter and the Royal Noise Brigade with Rachel and Amber. Suprizingly people want to do things with me or maybe they pitty me for being so depressed and angry all the time. Today was party day in school and i ate like an effin pig. so kill me fuckers. you should be happy that i'm eating. I could be the old Aubby. But now i'm miserable. Uhm i can't go to Dan's funeral. It's going to be in Utah. that blows ass, yo. 4 comments|post comment

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