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Titles Suck Ass. Hello all. Yes, I know, it's been awhile. Well, not all that long, but still....A lot to catch up on! Today, (yes I'll be skipping around a bit) we were playing sepa at lunch, and Duston ripped his pants. He was wearing these shorts, and he jumps in the air and you hear *RRRRRRRRRRRIP!* He falls on the ground, and the whole crotch of his pants, from the zipper to the back waistband, was ripped. It was the funniest thing! I found out today that Alyssa sucks her boyfriend's dick. Isn't that nice. Now, if you have ever seen her, you'd know why I would be so disgusted by this. Normally, I'd be like, hey, good job, way to go, keep up the good work. But...No, not with her. Yesterday my friend Nicole told me she's bi. Which reminded me that I never wrote down my feelings on my sexuality. Well. I guess I can do that at the end of this if I have time. Get some out in the open for me. Hopefully it'll help, and seeing as no one on here goes to my school, it should be good. Yesterday we had to march 7th and 8th hour, and Mr. Robertson had me step out of the line. Well, I play bass drum, and I have the biggest drum, and the carriers weigh so fucking much because they're so old, that it wrenches your back so badly. I have bruises along my spine and my shoulders from it. Oh, by the way, it doesn't touch my spine. So anyways, we were marching around and Mr. Robertson came up to me and asked me how I was doing, and I was like, "My fucking back is killing me!" So he told me to step out. So I stepped out and sat down, trying to fix my back, which didn't work..I need a massage. I'm going to get some money together and get a massage. Which reminds me that my aunt said that my senior year of highschool we're going to drive to...I forgot what state...But we're going down there, staying in a hotel, and going to a spa together, and getting the top treatment. Tell you what, I wish I was a senior right now! But anyways, back to the story. He came up to me later to see how I was, and he told me that he really appreciated me playing the bass drum, and for leading the group. He said that I'm basically carrying the whole bass drum section. He said that without me there, the percussion section would be a mess. He also said that I shouldn't be afraid to step out of line during the parade if I can't carry that drum. Then there were people that said that I better not because it makes the band look bad, but still...What's more important...My health, or what people think because I had to get out of line. We have to play at the cemetary after the parade, and Robertson said that either way we have at least 4 other bass drums to back up on, so if I don't make it to the cemetary, it's not a big deal. Sounds good to me, right? I got a 95% on my history test! I got an A on my english essay! But I have to make corrections anyways, cause that was the "rough draft." Jesse's selling his bass and amp...I doubt he's selling the stage amp, but yeah. Of course, I'm sure he's getting a new one, cause he's selling it for I was told $100, but I was eavesdropping so it could be more. But still. Speaking of bass, that band found a bass player already. They said that they thought it'd be a good idea to have a girl in the band though, and they said they'd be cool with it and they'd call me if this bass player doesn't work out. Hey, it sounds good to me. Anything to get my pedal and my amp. I was fishing with Duston and Rob tonight, and I stole Duston's ring. It was on the ground. I'll give it back tomorrow, I just think it'd be funny to see him freak...He'd have to spend $40 to get it replaced...Mine only costs....well, mine is free if I lose it. Heh. So yeah. I can't think of anything else to say so I'm going to write a few things down on my thoughts on my sexuality. 1.) There are girls that I wouldn't mind trying shit with...In fact, I'd be happy to. 2.) I have no problem if girls get all perverted touchy with me (as in ass, boob, crotch, the such) and I don't have a problem getting perverted touchy with them. 3.) I look at people and wonder if they'd be up to try something with me. Okay, I know that's only three things, but it's hard to put some feelings into words...okay basically any feelings but those...But I'm still TOTALLY attracted to guys! Okay, so here's the big question, out of those three, does that make me bi? IDK..Email me if anyone can help me. I just want to figure out what's up, and I want to live with it, you know? I don't want to sit here and be fake with myself, or whatever. You know what, maybe I'm just horny. I need to find a guy, a nice one mind you and normally I'd say Jesse would be the one but I want someone wild, and I need to get laid. I need someone kinky. Yeah, I'm a kinky person. I like it rough...GRRRRRRRRR...No pain, no gain, that's my motto....Handcuffs, anyone? \m/ P.S. 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