The Daily Adventures of Mercat

I guess I kind of owe it to everyone to update, heh. I was out of town for DCI Finals in Madison before band camp, which totally rocked. It was awesome because Fishcer, Johnny, Sofa, and Caleb all got to come up and we got to hang out a little. House on the Rock is totally the best museum ever. (Except maybe COSI. I am extremely biased, lol.) Although the whale kind of bothered my with its size (I really want to know how accurate it was) and the squid made me go: "KRAAKEN!" and then: *shudder* Cavvies rocked with their robot-ness, everyone else was pretty much lame, except possibly for Southwind, b/c they're the only other show I really remember anything substantial and good of. Madison... good-ish music, cool guard uniforms, but not together. I DID cheer for Steven (snare for Spirit of JSU who Liz knows) and Kyle (baritone for Southwind who's actually in my class, how shit is that?!), much to the chagrin of my friends sitting in front of me.

OH, and the Madison Alumni Corps kicked everyone's asses out of the water. They got at LEAST five standing ovations, and it just rocked and rocked. So many sad stories to go with it... Dan (the REAL color guard captian) has AIDS and my dad says he probably would have died this summer if he didn't have the project to keep him going (and actually get him out of a wheelchair and walking again-- and he's only my dad's age). That is just so, so sad. =^u.u^= I'm gonna keep him in my prayers.

OK, so band-- believe it or not it's harder than Carroll's in some aspects. I feel the burn more at practice, although we generally actually get water breaks. I kinda need to work on my chops, though... being on 3rd trumpet isn't going to help me get into corps. All the drill is generally blocky and sharp, not really any smooth shapes to fudge. The people are awesome... I have a wonderful POD (Pride of Dayton) family, which I got when everyone got married to their family at the POD Wedding. My dad is Adam the drum major, and my moms are Laura the bass drummer and Melissa the clarinetist. Oh, and my dad has a mistress (his girlfriend) who is Annie in my section (yay trumpets!). Everyone seems really awesome, but it's hard getting so many people's names and there is a lot of open hostility on some rare occasions.

School itself is not that bed, but it's keeping me busy enough. A lot of my classes are REALLY interesting, and my tablet PC kicks total ass. If you have the chance, buy the program Windows Office OneNote. It's the best program for people like me who like to collect information but have no way of organizing the randomicity of it. IT IS THE SHIT. (OMG plus it has this desktop "post-it" pad of practically infinite space or pages, which is perfect for me because I keep thinking about things in the middle of thinking about something else. YAY)

The band parties are awesome... we had a game night where we went to the band frat house and we played half a game of Reign of Thrones (or something with thrones) and Guitar Hero, which I am totally now addicted to. It's another excuse for me to buy a PS2 when they go down... DDR (+ boards...expensive!), Guitar Hero (+ controller... expensive!) and Ghost Recon.

Well, I think that's about it... of course I'll keep remembering little things here and there but whatev.

I love you all! =^n.n^=

So Dan, Leah, and Benton just came over and set off fireworks. It was nice, minus the mosquitos and the several times I thought I was going to die due to the fact that the mortar tube didn't provide very good aim. Hopefully we didn't piss off the neighbors.

Gold award is coming along slowly...I hate Elvis now (a little). Today I catalogued around 630 trading cards. AND THAT'S ABOUT A THIRD OF THEM.

So I'm kind of sad I have to miss freshman days at band camp (hopefully not any full group days) to go to DCI Finals, but I'll have more fun at finals (I'll just be nervous when I come back and won't know ANYONE).

So...when's the band car wash and stuff?

Due to the fact that many of my friends follow Xanga, I update there more than here, but often with pointless posts just adressing issues or the like. Anyway, just this once I'm going to copy my post over to this blog; it was long and important and I don't want to rewrite it, with all the issues I covered. So, here we go:
"Wow, you guys left a lot of comments lately. Haha. Aaanyway, I kind of realized I like my othe blog more than Xanga because Xanga's protected entries can only be for 10 friends if you have a free acount, and that sucks.

So. An update. Visited the gradeschools today. Tell ya what. Best part of my day was learning how to conduct 3 versus 2 (for those who don't get it, 3 on one hand, 2 on the other). Yeah, so... life is kind of teh suck right now. I mean, I'm not depressed or anything it's just that there have been a million better times in my life than what's oging on right now. Argh, Grapes of Wrath, you spite me so!

What would be really sweet (only a daydream here, folks, not actually going through with it... I have a lot of "ideas" like that) is to just run away and live out west survival style. I think I could do it. It'd be tougher at first, but I'm smart and eventually I'd settle into it and just be happy. I just want to wander around for the reat of my life, learning. I think that's what I do best. I don't necessarily need other people, I'm fairly individualistic. Oh, understatement of my life... Anyway. I just need to get away. Somehow. Problens plague me that I know I can handle, I just don't want to. I've had to deal with them a million times before and I know I'll get through but I'm ready for soemthing new.

Maybe go with Operation Courage, haha... yeah right. Anyway.

In less important news that makes me feel awfully ashamed and egotistical, I am very pissed at (a person). I PLAYED WITH MEAGHAN, I PLAYED WITH THE DR. BEAT, I PLAYED WITH EDGAR, AND YOU CAN'T DECIDE WHETHER I'M SLOW OR FAST?! DID YOU NOT NOTICE THE ONE THING THAT IS MUY RAPIDO IS THE DRUMLINE, THE ONE BEAT KEEPING DEVICE I WAS NOT WITH OUT OF FOUR?! IS IT A COINCIDENCE THAT THEY'RE TOLD TO NOT WATCH MEAGHAN BECAUSE "THEY'RE THE BEAT KEEPERS"?

Yeah. I needed to rant. Sorry to any drumline peeps out there, I'm not really mad at you, just (a person). If you feel insulted talk to me, I'll give you a hug or advice or something (*coughadvice#1watchmeaghancough*). Anyway. Rant done. Needed to vent. I apologize again and again if you think I'm a pompous egotistical prat, but I suppose fair is fair.

Grrrrrr....just grrr...OH MY GOD TOMORROW WE'RE PLAYING BOLERO! w00t

I had some other good news somewhere but I forgot it... I'm going to write up the Diagnosis Murder Themesong tomorrow... I learned how to do a flag toss and drop spin today and might be in Winterguard if Sou decides that me being gone for WGI percussion finals would not merit me being in winter perc... Um... ugh. Just UGH. Just GAH and ARGH and FRUSTRATION and CAPTIALLETTERSZOMGANGST. I feel... restless. But it's coming out as frustration, and therefore lots of emotion and crying and ARGH.

Yeah, so I still can't remember that random good news I had. Hum. I miss some people, the perky people. There's so much DRAMA now. I wish everyone was more like... happy friendly in person and kept drama to themselves. (That includes PDA, and some other types of good drama... yeah, hold hands, hug, but not much more. Thanks.)

I think I'm going to keep typing until I come up with what I was going to say. argh, that's not going to happen. My two cats are killing eachother in the other room... just kidding. In other news, I'm going to steal Domer's cat Jazz (yay for me liking cats).

I need a good stress reducer... (or restlessness reducer? maybe it's just the moolatte I had, with choclate. talk about caffiene. Maybe that's why I'm jumpy.) other than telling people my problems... because I am always paranoid that they're going to tell someone and get them spread all over or start being stressed out themselves about my problem and more argh.

I WANT TO TRAVEL! I WANT TO MAKE SOMETHING, SOMETHING BIG! I WANT TO TAKE ON A BIG PROJECT OF MY OWN... but I have all ideas and no time, and not enough people or ideas to help out *le sigh*

Why am I so stressed? What the frick happened to me? Why am I so... restless? argh, argh, argh, argh, argh, and more argh.

(Randomness: A cheetah (or leopard? whatev) can jump higher than a kangaroo.)

What's his name and his gaxillion RVs (oh...yeah, his name is Tom Raper.) is sending 200 RVs to areas affected by Katrina, full of supplies, for families to keep FOR FREE. Talk about generous! If only more HUMOUNGOUSLY RICH people did stuff like this all the time, the world owuld be such a much sweeter place! I mean... wow. That's so the shiz. (Yay! Shiz! Wicked! w00t! ...gotta get me some green opera gloves, and a black dress. Yes, strange. But I'm like that.)

Lastly, Westy, why do you have Laura's skirt... AT HOME? (Seriously, the joke was funny, but I didn't think you were actually going to take the skirt home.)

*awkward* =^n.n^="

Update: Stress level significantly down. YAY.
Uh... yeah not much happened today. More updates later. =^n.n^=

(Oh, Domer left me a note on my Xanga saying that afer I hung out with his cat for a good two hours [the DCI thing], the cat is not crazy anymore, and I am now "The Cat Whisperer." Just thought I'd share that nerdiness. Haha.)