- there's something refreshing about yelling so much that you can't speak without great difficulty.

- our school band concert was tonight. i think we sounded pretty good. yay us.

- but afterwards is what really matters: we all went back to breanna's for a party. that's right, i went to a party. (not a real party, mind you, there was no alcohol... but still... lots of people in a social setting means i'm moving up the social ladder.... or at least finding other losers with whom to spend time)

- at breanna's, we played a super intense game of spoons, during which i had a chunk of skin clawed out of my pinky by my lovely and wonderful friends julie and owen. i also got a pair of socks donated to me by breanna's 10 year old brother, via breanna's parents.

- aaaand we sat around a bonfire. singing. loudly. sometimes, pleasant songs (for example, when we sang beatles' songs). sometimes, not-so-pleasant songs (for example, when we sang the spice girls' songs). but it was all fun.