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Post by Denithar on Jul 31, 2006 21:10:01 GMT -5
Right, well I'm no good at commiseration, so I'll just let you know that I'm reading it. If it makes you a tiny bit happier to know that a Christian kid who has never met you and lives across several state lines loves you (  no, my heart is held by another girl. It's a love that comes from being loved by him who is infinite.) then there you go. |
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Post by Jayda on Jul 31, 2006 21:45:50 GMT -5
No, I appreciate that  I just like to write depressed, never-happy stuff in my journal. |
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Post by Denithar on Jul 31, 2006 22:10:35 GMT -5
Oh, Jayda, I've wanted to die before. Some days suck for some reason.
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Post by Jayda on Jul 31, 2006 22:17:39 GMT -5
No kidding. And it's especially bad when you have no idea why. Except that I kind of know why. *sigh* Why does EVERYTHING have to be so difficult?
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Post by Denithar on Aug 1, 2006 9:35:44 GMT -5
You do feel sorry for yourself an awful lot.  How about you give me some details as for why you feel so horrible? (By the way, do you know that eating the wrong food can make you much more susceptible to depression? My Mom knows a lot about it, because one of us almost took the last step in depression.  ) |
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Post by Jayda on Aug 1, 2006 14:22:31 GMT -5
I know I do. It's a habit. No reason to complain, either, except that I just do.
As for why...I dunno if I really care to discuss it, you know? Stuff's embarrassing.
God, really? That's tough...And no, I didn't know that.
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Post by Jayda on Aug 1, 2006 14:48:05 GMT -5
Anyways, what was so upsetting before doesn't seem quite so bad today. For the most part. Back to the description of band camp. It really was difficult for everybody to learn the drill for the half-time show. We stayed for a week, did nine hours of practice a day, and learned the first movement, the second movement, and the percussion feature. The first movement was eighteen pages of drill, and they tell us that it's a LOT. So apparently we did good No help from us whining freshmen, of course, but we had no idea it would be THAT hard. It doesn't seem so difficult anymore ;D We still need a lot of work on what we already finished, and we have to learn the third movement, but I think we just might be ready when school starts. Hopefully anyways! The upperclassmen aren't half as mean as we had expected. At least, my section is pretty nice...There were some tense moments here and there, but that's to be expected, right? Except for the one day where the other freshman flute got in a fight with an upperclassmen flute (she's a junior, I think) because they both kind of have attitude problems. Both quite nice though There was some name-calling going around and stuff, but at least they kept it to themselves rather than disrupting the practice. That was good. That upperclassman was also one of the three people in the HS band that have a facial piercing. (I'm obsessed, I know!) Asked her where she had hers done, and she said she did it, and her friend's, herself Uh, no WAY. But she said there was a place to look at, so that's cool. Back to school in like less than a month, and I'm so darned nervous. I've heard that being a band geek AND a freshman can be the worst combination you can be, but I've also heard that since the band people are usually quite a close-knit group, it serves as some help as protection from the crueler upperclassmen. So we'll see. High school can't be bad for the ENTIRE four years, can it? Or if it is, maybe I'll just focus entirely on my studies and see what I can do about college. That'll mean less time here, but I have GOT to step up. Did you know that I almost had to attend summer school last year? Or even almost got held back. That can't happen again. So, the only thing to do is to try harder |
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Post by Jayda on Aug 1, 2006 16:08:17 GMT -5
Got off subject again, didn't I? Oh well I'll just tell you more boring details about band camp. Lucky for you guys! So the dorms had it with the girls on the first floor in two separate hallways, and the boys on the second floor in just one, I think. (Not sure, of course, because I was never up there  ) Lucky for all of us, we got to pick our roommates! I had chosen to room with this nice girl in the trombone section called Sammie. Very nice girl, though quite... perky. And she thinks this guy CJ in my section (the flutes) is obsessed with her. Which he kind of seemed to be, because he seemed to follow her everywhere and stuff. Nice guy, but a bit weird. However Sammie talked about it ALL THE TIME. And she hated our suitemates (who we had to share the bathroom with.) Can't figure out WHY, but she seemed to. How come the percussion always gets the special treatments, anyways? /jealous Okay, so they don't ALL the time, especially the ones that have to carry their own instruments. Them I feel sorry for, because they have to lug those huge drums around. I feel especially bad for complaining about how hard the marching is, because all I have to carry is my dinky little flute which weighs next to nothing. Yeah, so any percussionists or sousaphones out there, sorry! |
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Post by Jayda on Aug 2, 2006 15:39:40 GMT -5
So, more stuff to say, as always. First off, happy birthday to my mommy, who is 33 today! (Well, 30, to hear her tell it ) Yay Mommy! Yep. Anyways. My goodness, I didn't realize how badly I wrote when I was twelve! Still not great, but better than I was then, that's for sure. It's actually really nice to see the improvements that have been made, you know? Was over looking at YWG just for that, my old writings. (I no longer have them anywhere but there, due to the life story yet again.) Wow. That's all I can say, because they were some pathetic little things that I used to write. Cliche (not that I still don't do cliche, of course ) and overly dramatic, and poor word choices (so nice to have expanded the vocabulary), and all kinds of strange stuff. Once again, though, it is nice to see the improvements. |
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Post by Denithar on Aug 2, 2006 15:50:04 GMT -5
That's awesome Jayda, yeah, visually seeing the improvement is nice.
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Post by Jayda on Aug 3, 2006 21:31:27 GMT -5
And back to the depression.
I can't BELIEVE Froggy is gone...this is the worst thing that has happened in a very long time, no lie. I didn't even know her in real life, but she still was one of my best friends in the world.
God, why?
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Post by Gil Alexander on Aug 4, 2006 16:01:53 GMT -5
Yep same here ... I'm depressed now too. Exactly what I was thinking ... why would God take away such an amazing person that would do good for us to try to emulate?
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Post by Techy on Aug 5, 2006 8:21:31 GMT -5
Yeah, Jade, we get some special treatment because our drums are HEAVY. I think it's cruelty to be a freshman and on the second largest bass drum.... oh well. I just feel sorry for the people in front of me whenever we're in a parade or such. I'll end up running into them so many times.... I did have a blast at band camp when I wasn't so stressed or in so much pain I was crying.
Band nerd. Yup, me to the core. You know, we wear that name like a crown. Getting teased about it is actually just a compliment. And I suppose it does make us freshmen an easier target for the meaner upperclassmen. But heaven sakes, the band is close knit so we'll always have somebody looking out for us. (I feel lucky, the drumline is typically the closest knit part of the band to each other.)
On Froggy, I agree. How come all the bad things always happen to the good people on this planet? She was the sweetest girl I have ever met. I guess some parents are just WAY TO overprotective.
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Post by Denithar on Aug 16, 2006 9:56:52 GMT -5
That stinks Jayda. Wonder what my choir will be like in College.
That picture of Riku makes him look like a girl.
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Post by Jayda on Aug 16, 2006 12:53:33 GMT -5
That picture of Riku makes him look like a girl. *snickers* Hope your choir is decent! It would be really sucky if everyone was mean and all that...but surely there are some nice people, right? So I bet you'll like it just fine. |
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no, my heart is held by another girl. It's a love that comes from being loved by him who is infinite.) then there you go. 
I just like to write depressed, never-happy stuff in my journal.
How about you give me some details as for why you feel so horrible? (By the way, do you know that eating the wrong food can make you much more susceptible to depression? My Mom knows a lot about it, because one of us almost took the last step in depression. 
)
) Lucky for all of us, we got to pick our roommates! I had chosen to room with this nice girl in the trombone section called Sammie. Very nice girl, though quite...perky. And she thinks this guy CJ in my section (the flutes) is obsessed with her. Which he kind of seemed to be, because he seemed to follow her everywhere and stuff. Nice guy, but a bit weird. However Sammie talked about it ALL THE TIME. And she hated our suitemates (who we had to share the bathroom with.) Can't figure out WHY, but she seemed to.
