Okay, yes.
I am terribly lacking when it comes to updating this, but--*sigh*-- such is me. I haven't changed for the past 17 years, so it is unlikely that I will changes now. =o)
I graduated from high school a week ago. It's weird. It's wonderful. It's over. TA-DA!
I go to UGA on the 16th, which is (co-ink-i-dinkly) my 18th birthday, for Orientation/Registration.
On July 23-27, I will be at Burke County High School as a cymbal line instructor with Westman. w00t! I knew that "Director's Award" from the band banquet would come in good for something. So what, I didn't get any scholarships? I got a job, yo! =o)
As an official member of the Redcoat Marching Band (front ensemble, aka= pit), I start band camp on August 6th. We move into our dorms (Sissy and I... she's playing baritone) on the 10th... I think.
Classes start on the 16th... and then it's no from there.
Wow... college. I'm going to UGA. It's so strange. It's great. It's beginning.... w00t-ness x infinity!
I'm going to go read fanfiction now. Okay? Okay.
