Ok, I didnt post this before, I spaced it, but this is a small convorsation between band director (Mr. Cale), myself, and a tenor sax player at our first rehersal.
Mr. Cale: (joking to tenor sax player) Be quiet, nobody likes you!
Me:Yeah, the feelings mutual
Mr. Cale: Hey! (points director stick thingy at me) I dont know you!
ROFL. I guess you have to be me to think that was funny 
This one happened tonight with two bass clarinets. We’ll call them Clarinet 1 and Clarinet 2.
Clarinet 1: Mr. Cale!
Mr. Cale: (fake annoyance) What?!
Clarinet 1: She needs to pee! (points to Clarinet 2)
Clarinet 2: I do not! I need a reed!
Again: ROFL. And nowÂ? ‘I need to pee’ is code for ‘I need a reed’ *facepalm*
Ok, so much fo Almost Daily Rant. More like about yearly. Today my rant is going to be about religion.
So there are some of you out there who are thinking “Your 13. What the heck can you possibly know about religion other than what your parents tell you?” Well, I am a very perceptive 13-year-old, and I know a lot more than people think. I am not Athiest, because I do not have every denial against god exsisting. The closest thing I am is Pagan. A lot of people think Pagans belive in devil worship, or the first things that come to their minds are Wiccans, but neither of there are true. The definition of Pagan is someone without religion. I have no defined religion, not at all. I belive there is a higher power, but it isnt God. It isn’t a one person or being. It’s…Something people would think to be a figmint of their imagination, but it’s there. Does that make any sense at all? Like saying it’s not there, but is. I guess you could say its everything. Like in the movie The Craft, they talk about Manon. Thats about as good as I can do to explain it. And I do belive in an afterlife, just not Heaven and Hell. I belive that the afterlife is just a place where our souls go after we die to create a new life. Talking to my mom about this last night, I think I have a better way of explaining it. Our sole purpose in life is to live through experiences. And when we die, our souls choose a new life to find more experiences, different ones. Another term ,less long-winded, is reincarnation.
Why do I get chosen for these pains? I got them again last night about one in the morning. Why can’t they just poof away? Even after the pains were gone, I cried. I just want them gone, no matter what the cost. It’s a good thing my mommy was willing to stay in the living room with me and comfort me. I’m staying home today so I can sleep, seeing as I got about five, four and a half hours of sleep. I hate pain. Its bad enough when I get sore from track, and then these stack up on it. Our only dot we can maybe connect is that last night, Wednesday, I had the pains. The time before it was another Wednesday. One week apart, so this may be a little piece. Well, We’ll see next week, won’t we?