the harsh reality

Well, you must forgive me for my lack in writing... it really isn't because I've been incredibly busy or anything. I have basically not written because I am trying to hide the sad fact that there is nothing to write about. See, in writing this sad and uber-tragic entry, I am basically showing you, the reader, that my life has turned into a monotonous ball of boredom that can't be enjoyed by reading this blog anymore. I live in Greer. And the most exciting thing to happen in Greer this weekend was the 4 car wreck outside of my house this evening (seriously, that was pretty much the most exciting thing going on in the 29650 this weekend).

I did go to the Mauldin Tournament of Bands to see Eastside, Seneca, and Tiger Band. Eastside made me proud even though they got last place in their class. Seneca gor 2nd out of 4, which made me happy, but I really don't think they deserved that. Tiger Band rocked out like no other (of course), and I slumped to the all time low of a tragic whooping and hollering Clemson alum when they took the field. The only sad part is that while the Pickens County backwash that acts a fool at games (and didn't even matriculate at Clemson) is usually drunk, I was very sober... boo. And I still acted the f-ing fool. BOO!

Oh well. It's past 10, and the school week starts tomorrow... God, let me just tell you that I LOVE weekends. I would really appreciate it if you could make the next 4 days fly by so it will be Friday. I would enjoy that a lot. Thanks. And if you don't mind... could you please add a little spice to my sad existence down here. I'm getting a little bored...