So it is finally June, which means there are two and a half months until I am back at school. While that seems long, it could pass by just in a flash. That idea is both depressing and exhilarating, because while I sometimes hate classes, I do enjoy the UVA lifestyle. But now, I should just focus on my adventure of getting mula to cover my ass this summer and this upcoming fall.
Anyway, today I took a trip down memory lane--I visited my old high school, Herndon. It was a bittersweet reunion, considering that my favorite teacher was not there, but I did find out that I will indeed have a horn over the summer! I do not think people understand how excited I am about playing the horn again! It has literally been a year and I cannot keep going on in life with out the sweet sounds of a French horn. I mean, in theory I could go on, but in real life I could not.
I do not have much to post on today, there are not any funerals to protest, I have not looked up anything I have wanted....yet, and honestly, my life has been pretty lackluster in the past day, other than my horn news. Other than that, I fully understand how great it is not to be in high school anymore and how sometimes, rules are such bullshit.
Well, I kind of do have a wish to end this post with. Could someone help me meet the Strokes. That would be prime. Do it.
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