I swear im going insane. Im throwing things around, even books across the room. Why am I doing this? IT'S SUMMER. and what does summer mean? No beach for me, I get to stay home and stare at a brain melting boob tube or anger all the customers in mcdonalds with my slowness in understanding their very confusing orders. Oh and also once a week I get to work my butt off walking frantically through the streets for TWO HOURS along with the rest of the band while trying to stay in sync AND play music while the teacher yells at you. yep, Marching practice SUCKS. Plus im sweating like a pig once its done at 730. UGG. Theres nothing to do in a small wisconsin town called durand. Nothing is playing at the tiny theater, I can barely go anywhere outside becasue its either raining, smelling like cowpoop, or somebody ran over yet another skunk. I miss my friends, my crush, but mostly i just miss having something to DO everyday. Im going crazy and its only the second week! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAAAAAAEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!