Cissy Strut

So its raining outside, the one day I want to walk home quick in order to get my homework done. I'm going over to Mark's in a bit to jam for a while, which is going to be a nice break from life. School is...eh. I'm doing good in all of my classes, except for Latin, which I have like, a D in or something. It sucks.
Me and my family might have to start family therapy soon, because my mom is beginning to drive me and my dad crazy. She never leaves work, as my dad puts it, so she acts like she's dealing with pre-schoolers all day. And she keeps babying me and not letting me grow up. For example, last night we went to Wendy's before going to get our Christmas Tree. I decided I wanted to get a large #1, which is just a regular burger. She proceeded to tell me that I should think about if I wanted the large or not, because it was going to be a lot of food. Duh mom. Thats why I want the large - I was hungry. Then she asked me like, 4 times what I wanted on my burger, so she could tell the people, after I had already ordered, and gotten what I wanted on my burger. Yeah, its fun...not.
In good news, jazz band started on Tuesday night. Its gonna be a fun year, even though I blew my audition and got 3rd chair in the Silver Band (which I was 1st chair in last year). Le sigh. I'll have fun, though. Maybe I can get Sam to let me use his trigger trombone so I can try playing Jimmy Reese's bass trombone parts...that could be fun.

In conclusion, jazz is awesome, funk is awesome, school is lame, my family is fucked up.