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I don't believe I've written much about band.
I'm a huge band nerd. Lots of people say that music is their life but don't really know what it means. Quite honestly, without music, I would have no life. I would sit at home playing World of Warcraft and pretending I'm not a lazy-a** b*****d.
Literally my entire livelihood is based on music: I practice/play with my band 3 times a week, do band stuff every single day all year, do drumline from March until late November and then do percussion ensemble until the season starts up again, and music completely dictates my mood/state of mind.
Music is my life.
Now that you know how big of a band nerd I am, I can get on with my story.
So, yesterday was the band lock in. I went last year too. Basically, we just play video games and abuse our access to the school gym all night long. Around 4:30 in the morning, we were all getting kind of tired. We were laying in a circle in a hallway playing 20 questions(which is really ******** funny when you're sleep deprived). Also, with sleep deprivation came a lock of control of my actions. I "happened" to be laying next to Jason. Luckily for me, straight guys like to pretend to be gay. I kept snuggling up to him and he asked me to give him a massage. We fell asleep right next to each other and when I woke up he had accidentally put his arm around me. I was so ******** happy.
Then tonight, I was hanging out with my friend Rachel and I kept talking about him and she told me that I was bordering on creepy obsession and that Jason would probably figure something out if I didn't lay off. But I can't forget how happy and content I was just to have him touching me.
Oh, well. I'll just pretend that I'm pretending to be gay when he does and keep myself physically satisfied that way.
That's not creepy, right?