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So after Scott and I finished eating at Denny's after Stanford I asked him if I could help out with instructing. I know I really couldn't wait to get away from Santa Clara, but I think I'm going to suffocate without percussion in my life in some way. I don't think I can even touch a marimba at SFSU until maybe second semester. That's pure torture. And Santa Clara kind of needs all the help it can get.
Besides, it's just weekends during the school year, and before that, it's band camp and drumline workshops. Not much, though I don't know if I'll be able to do band camp since I might be moving in at SF that week. And it's not like a huge commitment for me. School is number one. Besides, Scott can't be running back and forth between front ensemble and battery. They're two completely different areas.
I still haven't been sleeping very well. Scott gave me two capsules of Tylenol PM last night and I was straight up TRIPPIN'. Anytime I laid still, I got the urge to either a) panic, b) freak out and burst into tears, c) hyperventilate, or d) run a mile. I was moving all over the place. It's not like that was even an overdose.
I guess Tylenol PM and I just don't get along, which is strange, because I've taken just one capsule before and slept fine.
Anyway, not much happening in my life except that and work. It's fun listening to the other people get rude calls 'cos they respond in the most amusing ways and sometimes we cheer them on.
Eh, Tekkie and I are never on AIM at the same time D: Sorry I didn't answer your text this morning. Do better on your tests and 100-equation homeworks! D:
Besides, it's just weekends during the school year, and before that, it's band camp and drumline workshops. Not much, though I don't know if I'll be able to do band camp since I might be moving in at SF that week. And it's not like a huge commitment for me. School is number one. Besides, Scott can't be running back and forth between front ensemble and battery. They're two completely different areas.
I still haven't been sleeping very well. Scott gave me two capsules of Tylenol PM last night and I was straight up TRIPPIN'. Anytime I laid still, I got the urge to either a) panic, b) freak out and burst into tears, c) hyperventilate, or d) run a mile. I was moving all over the place. It's not like that was even an overdose.
I guess Tylenol PM and I just don't get along, which is strange, because I've taken just one capsule before and slept fine.
Anyway, not much happening in my life except that and work. It's fun listening to the other people get rude calls 'cos they respond in the most amusing ways and sometimes we cheer them on.
Eh, Tekkie and I are never on AIM at the same time D: Sorry I didn't answer your text this morning. Do better on your tests and 100-equation homeworks! D:
nonchalant
I somehow managed to pass thanks to the curve. As long as I get a C, it doesn't really matter to me.
After work, just exercise until you pass out. You'll sleep then.