like, lately ive just been like wanted to get the fuck out of of highschool. but like i didnt actually think about what im leaving. like today my band director announced that this was going to be his last year at stuart. when i heard that, my heart sank. like i didnt even know what to think. like i was just confused. not gonna lie, i started tearing up a bit. like Mr.Martin basically made my highschool career. without him, i wouldnt be where i am today. like if it wasnt for him putting me in the top band my freshman year, i woulda been done with band. like at the time i wasnt sure what i wanted, i just wanted to do what everyone else was doing. which was play football. but like since i was put in the top band, that shit was put on the side. once i heard there was someone in band that played football, my whole life changed. the two paths that i was planning on taking throughout highschool just came together and formed the path that i am on. like to anyone else, you might think so what, just another teacher. but its different. ive had him for all 4 years of band, and ive seen him since middle school. he has changed my perspective on music. like i respect his decision about leaving, like theres nothing we can do to make him stay. but like, out of all my teachers he was one of the only one that i would come back to visit on a regular basis. like im still gonna come back for concerts and shit, and support. but its weird that i cant come visit him during school. 

its hard to see someone that has had such a big impact on you leave like this. like i dont cope well with shit like this. like its hard to explain, but its just hard. 

(Source: stephanieetrann)

like im trying to find peeps that i can jam with next year, and i feel like all im seeing so far, are hipsters. like i dont mind them, i just dont really consider them uke players. i guess its the same way as im not a guitar player. 

meh..

• fuckkk, another week of school
• the only thing that i look forward to in the week, is my meal prep, my workouts, and the end of the week.
• Prom on friday, should be dope.
• getting my tux tomorrow…i hope.
• these past weekends have been eventful, just not with shit that i necessarily want to do. 
• but its w/e
• family party next sunday, should be dope.
• my favorite part of sunday is meal prep.
• each week, i feel like im starting over. but its w/e
• im not in a ruch or anything.
• i know over time ill get to where i want to be.
• its the only thing in my life right now, that i have FULL control over.
• i aint mad doe.
• a lot talking about me today; work, school, college, my apartment, my plans.
• i wish we had dope sandwich places like the one i went today in williamsburg.
• panara is good, but it doesnt even compare to this place.
• this week is gonna be a mild week when it comes to working out.
• i got work on tuesday, thursday, and saturday.
• my next pay check is gonna look nice.
• yeee..

i like it. 

Started off taking about people we both know, then she basically told me her story…Hella random, but chill.

but it felt like it was the longest weeek ever… 

FUCK SCHOOOL! 

i just want prom, graduation, orientation, moving in, COLLEGE.

i aint about this highschoool life.