Uh-huh. No lyrics. We added a pro-Ellensburg part in, though, that we have to sing. Unless that's Land of A Grand. I don't actually remember. Could be both. Man, and it's raining, and we're supposed to play. We could not have to play!
Indeed it does. I got to band and the first thing I hear is the student teacher yelling, "You can all go home!" I turn around and my mother has already driven away. I call her cell. It's off. I call home. Twice. Nobody answers. I finally call my dad and tell him to tell Mom to turn around and come back as soon as she gets home. I hang out in the band room for half an hour as people flurry in, realize they don't have to stay, and realize that their parents have just left.
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Date: 2005-10-01 12:47 am (UTC)Rain sucks. :(
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