Oi.

Camp is tomorrow.

My flight leaves at 7 in the morning. Damn. I have to get up early.

I need to finish packing but I keep getting distracted.

I reserve the right to be slightly upset when someone tells me that we'll do something, as a for-sure thing, and then doesn't stand up to it.

I am worried. I would like to find my toothbrush and toothpaste.

Wait. I may take back that "slightly upset" right. I might get to go after all.

ahh, kami-sama! watashi no atama ni ono ga arimasu.

That's Japanese for "Oh my God! There's an axe in my head", by the way.

Sorry I like coffee and good conversation.

I had my phone. If they wanted me home all they had to do was pick up the phone at home and dial my number. I would have come home, albeit grudgingly.

Sorry I lose track of time in good conversations.

Sorry I had a religious discussion.

Sorry I like coffee.

Sorry I spent time at BAM with people I like.

Sorry.

Just... Sorry.

Looking back on 2004 . . .

Wow.

It's 2005.

It feels like just the other weekend I was leaving Cedar Park, TX, wondering where I would march this summer since Bluecoats cut me.

That was a year ago. To the day.

What have I done in 2004? Did I do anything worth remembering? Well, I'm going to find out...

January
I didn't make any resolutions. I didn't do that. I got cut from Bluecoats. I participated in my high school's pageant. I had dark brown hair then. I got the Director's Award in the pageant. Because of the pageant I missed the January Blue Stars camp. I started my last semester of high school.

February
I flew to Minnesota alone. The first time I'd ever flown by myself. I was 16 at that time. It was a week before my birthday. I auditioned for Blue Stars and made it. I didn't know what I was getting myself into then.

March
I got a second-degree burn on my nose and also sunburned eyelids. I got my hair cut to about 1cm long. I handed out sponsorship letters to people I know. I got a car that I wouldn't be able to drive until the next month. I got a soprano to take home to practise from Blue Stars camp.

April
I took the make-up state tests. I went on a science club field trip to Dallas to go to the aquarium and then the mall. I started driving the Taurus. The transmission on it went out a couple of weeks after I started driving it. It wouldn't be rebuilt until many months later. I went to Chicago on the band trip.

May
In Chicago, I saw Blue Man Group. I came back from the band trip. I went to drum corps camp. I took one final exam. I took the AP history test. I graduated from high school. I went to La Crosse, WI a day later than move-in. I started my first summer of drum corps. I found out that I don't know how to pack.

June-July
I marched. I did a lot of practising and a lot of performing. I made friends. I met people. I got wet. A lot. Like, every day at Camp Decorah. Seriously. But I'm digressing. I got CDs from my older sister to make up for the ones that "mysteriously" vanished two days before I left for tour. I got a tour mom, who ironically was a guy who's younger than I am. I had my own seat for the summer. It actually kinda sucked at times. I did a lot of laundry and made change for a lot of people. I wished I had someone who I could talk to when I couldn't sleep. (That was, like, every night.) I embarrassed myself in front of a guy in The Cavaliers.

August
I went to World Championships. Blue Stars placed fifth. I saw the Cavaliers again. I bought some of their merchandise. I said my good-byes and left with my parents. I wished I had said something to one of the guys I marched with but I didn't. I took some pictures. I almost had a drum head signed by people but then one of the other third sopranos made me give it back to the drumline. (Mike said I could have it.) I flew home. A week later, I went to university to audition for part placement in the trumpet line. I started band practise. I met Juzeh and Jimmy. (w00t corpsmen!) I started classes. I dropped College Algebra because I hate algebra, especially at 8 AM on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

September
I told my parents I was having knee problems and got an MRI scheduled. I got my car back after the transmission was rebuilt. The door latch on it broke later, and I had to drive it home taped and tied together. It looked funny. I started talking to Juzeh about Crossmen. He told my mum why I ought to go audition for Crossmen.

October
Maybe my car broke this month. I don't remember correctly. I didn't learn the drill to the last show, which we ended up not even marching. I considered Kappa Kappa Psi or Tau Beta Sigma. (No offence to any brothers/sisters, but that's really not for me, I've realised.) I cuddled with Everett on the couch at Brenna's apartment on Halloween. She laughed at us. Melissa thought it was cute. I was comforted.

November
November seems like it was yesterday. I got stranded in Springfield, MO, with Brenna. I got my first (and hopefully last) speeding ticket. I auditioned for Crossmen on mellophone. I got to play lead mello the entire weekend. I met Chels and the rest of the Airport Crew. The next weekend I went to Blue Stars banquet and camp. We watched some DCI DVDs during a bit of free-time during the weekend. I missed seeing the aforementioned guy I'd wished I'd said something to but didn't.

December
I decided that Henderson is not the school for me. I took my final exams. I didn't go to any drum corps camp. I took defencive driving. I made CDs for my university friends for Christmas because I am poor. I was attacked by invisible dormitory ninjas and busted my knee open. I had to have stitches put in it. The stitches got taken out 2 weeks after the initial knee busting. I realised what I am. I found that I really don't like beer very much. I decided that there are about 500,000 or more different things that I want to be able to do when I grow up. One of them is "be a kid".

So... did I do anything memorable in 2004?

You tell me.

Sometimes I wish I had a best friend to whom I could tell anything.