It's just one of those days.

I'm getting a new bass. I took it in to Mr. Peters to have him take a look at it. After school I took all the crap that wouldn't fit in my backpack to the orchestra room and went to get my car. I drove it back to the school, and loaded up the bass. and left. When I got home, I realized that I had left my books in the orchestra room. Mr. Peters had left, and I couldn't find a janitor. I hung around for like half an hour trying to find somebody, and I finally did. He said he would have to ask Dr. Poole cuz she was the only one who had the key. He went in and asked, and he came out and said I would have to wait until Monday or whatever because she didn't have the key. Even though he just said she did. So I'm going to have to find somebody who has the spanish and chemistry and western civ stuff. So yeah, then I had to go right from there to a bass lesson, and I brought the new bass, and I forgot to put a bow and all my music in there. So I used a crappy bow, and we worked on Capuzzi and scales and a little bit of jazz the whole time. After that, I went to the dial bowl. I ran into Matt headin back to southwoods to pick up sarah. He was gonna have me do it, but Sarah doesn't trust me...i guess. Cuz...i'm bad. Yeah...anyway there wasn't really anybody at the dial bowl. Anybody I wanted to hang out with, anyway. So I left. I went to the library to get some CDs, but it closed at 6. So I went to hy-vee cuz that's always open, to find somebody to work for me sunday from 5-8 cuz i hav a gig at about 3 and i won't be back until like 7ish and its in Indianola. And I couldn't find anybody. Which sucks. Also, Heather's out of town and I have a sore throat. And I have to get up at 7 tomorrow morning for band.

Shit.