Band camp tomorrow.
I'm so nervous.

Guh. Third movement marking to do.
Talkin to Will. Hopefully, it'll all stay the same.
I love that boy, but I'm glad we're bffs still.
hahaha. I don't want to see myself falling in
love with him again though. It's scary.

Ughhhhh...
Later.

To Read:

(For any reason.)

01) The Once and Future King
02) The Grapes of Wrath
03) To Kill a Mockingbird
04) The Awakening
05) Come Back
06) Wicked Lovely
07) Inkheart
08) 1984
09) Sense and Sensibility
10) Rock My World
11) Where the Lilies Bloom
12) Next
13) The Andromeda Strain
14) The First Princess of Wales
15) Left Behind
16) Catcher in the Rye
17) A Separate Peace
18) The History of Love
19) Good in Bed
20) A Weekend in Paris
21) The Blue Girl
22) Hacking Harvard
23) Burned
24) Bass Ackwards and Belly Up
25) Nobody's Princess
26) Middlesex
27) A Long Way Down
28) The Scarlett Letter
29) Naked Lunch
30) Wicked
31) Labyrinth (current)
32) TTYL
33) Digital Fortress
34) Cupcake
35) Dogrun

So. Band camp monday. I'll definitely try to at least list the happenings. I'll be chronicling the happenings in my paper journal(s). I don't plan on leaving home without some paper & a pen. I'm working on this whole being-a-journalist-write-everything-down-including-facts-and-don't-leave-anything-out-or-miss-a-beat thing. I think it's coming along decently, especially for me.
I'm getting back that which I missed.
I've been texting Tyler pretty much nonstop everyday since last Sunday.
Today (the 20th) is my half-birthday.
I've been writing and reading too much, and not sleeping enough.
I love my bestfriend.
I'm gaining that which I lack.
I've said profound things. ("Don't ever apologize to me for the actions of others.")
I've done profound things. (Leaving pennies face-up on the sidewalk for people to pick up; otherwords, creating luck for others at my expense.)
& I've finally been able to string enough words together to explain not only myself, but also why I don't drink or do drugs.

"Well, I don't drink or do drugs not necessarily for moral reaons. I mean, yeah, I know it's bad for you, and it's wrong, so, yeah, it's part of it, but it's not my main reason. I just have this weird need to always be in control of myself and remember what I've done. It's why I write everything down, and why writing is such a big deal to me."

Tyler: "Why do you want to be a writer?"
me: "Because no one can take my words from me. It's one of the few things I can actually control at the moment."

Ah, summer.

My portfolio is coming along, slowly but surely.

(Ignore the boy in the background. It's just my brother.)

(My brother. haha.)

Thursday (10th): work, 1-5:30; Movie with Lauren, JB, Amy, Ashley, & Taylor.
Friday (11th): work, 12:30-5; Happy Birthday Jennifer.
Saturday (12th): work, 11:30-4
Tuesday (15th): band, 6-9
Sunday, (20th): Providence Church car wash; Happy Half-birthday to me!
21-25: band camp, 8-4 (11:30-1: lunch)
28-1: band camp, 8-9 (11:30-1: lunch; 4:30-6: dinner.)

I leave in 15 minutes for work.
When I realize that I have to work, I'm usually like, "Eff. I have to work. Crap. I hate this." but then, once I'm there & joking with Kirstie & Jerrod & Tabitha & Amelia & Abby & my MODs (Courtney & Justin) and I'm basically getting paid to flirt & get hit on & smile & dance around, I start loving it! I even start dreading my ten-minute breaks, just because I like being there so much! It's really weird. I've never really enjoyed work of any kind this much. I haven't been practicing my drum major stuff lately because I've been at work & on vacation. I really need to make myself practice tonight. My commands still are too squeaky & not loud enough, and I need to finish "coloring" the third movement (I mark crescendos in red, entraces in pink, cues in yellow, etc.). I also need to at least do a few run-throughs before Tuesday so that Wednesday morning, my shoulders don't feel like they're going to fall off, haha. I really love being drum major. Like, words cannot even begin to explain. I'm so looking forward to it, and I "edited" my salute a little bit so it flows better. I've been working on my portfolios. One for my journalism internship, and one for colleges/photojournalism internship. I got some pretty decent pictures in Virginia when I was there on vacation. I'm now trying to keep typing so I don't leave ridiculously early for work & have to sit in my car for, like, fifteen minutes like I have the past two days. Hahaha. I'm so freaking freezing. My house is always cold. I'm running out of cutesy things to wear to work too. Hmm...must go shopping when I get my paycheck. I go to this store called Planet Exchange a lot to buy new clothes & stuff. It's a KILLER secondhand store. Aw. I just realized that my favorite manager, Justin, isn't working today. He makes me feel a lot less stupid about not knowing how to do stuff because I'm new. That's why I always ask him & Jerrod questions. I've already been nicknamed there...hmph. Jerrod calls me J-Boogie. It's quite annoying, really, but all the same, it's growing on me.
Well, I'm going to go do something else now, haha. For about ten more minutes.

Love you all!
-Jes.

One of my pictures from Virginia:
(It's copyrighted, p.s. You steal it,
I sue you! Bahaha! No, but for real,
it is copyrighted, so you can't steal
it, unless you wanna be illegal or something.
The only reason I got it copyrighted was
because I really like it & I'm using it in my
portfolio & I can't have any "forged" or "Stolen"
images. So. Yeah. Copyrighted. Mine.)