The Day Before Friday

Man, I wish I didn't have chem lab tomorrow, or else I'd already be on spring break. Major suckage. And I haven't even done my prelabs yet. Bleh.

I almost didn't do this entry, til I reminded myself that I was going to try harder to make this work. Even if it is just a bunch of mindless drivel.

But yeah. Spring break! My first spring break of college, and I'm not doing anything. I'm not partying down in Mexico, not getting hammered so I don't remember what my name is... man, what kind of sad excuse for a college student am I, anyway? Well, even if there's no sex or drugs, there's definitely rock 'n roll: The Rocket Summer show next Friday! Morgan has an extra ticket. I'm so excited! I haven't been to a concert in forever. But apparently it'll be my last; the show's at Soma, and according to Morgan we're going to die there. I've never been to the venue myself, but I've heard some crazy things, so I'm inclined to believe her. Heh. What a way to go, though, leave the world to the happy-go-lucky sounds of The Rocket Summer. I love him, he always sounds so cheery.

In other news, tomorrow is Friday. Tomorrow night is El Camino, a band and orchestra festival high schools go to in order to compete and get rated by judges and all that jazz. It's going to be really weird for me to not be on that school bus tomorrow, but luckily Morgan's coming over before we wake up ungodly early the next morning to get recertified in CPR. Yeah, that's right. I can save your life.

Don't mess. *flexes muscles*

Hopefully I'll have time to write tomorrow. If not, I either died of nostalgia or laughter from Morgan.