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Diaries of a Trumpet
A few basic disclaimers first: I do not own Kiss Me boxers, that's all Sarah, and I do not own band members. Remember, days from diary to diary do not necessarily correspond with each other and the events. Also, I own "Hell hath no greater.." Phrase. Don't take it. And please, PLEASE review! My bunny shall smile down upon you.
Day 1
Had another sugar high. Bounced up and down and up and down and up and down. Oops.
Day 2
Clarinet approached me with World Domination plans. Again. Told her nope, world domination SO boring, why not do something more exciting, perhaps like opening up a donut shop?
Later
Have been offered sexy man drum major by clarinet. We shall see.
Even Later
I love it when Clarinet's face gets all red and puffy.
Day 3
Have talked to Saxophone about Clarinet. Sax says 'not to worry, just a phase, and blah, blah blah.' Saxophone then cut though by strange muted sounds coming from percussion closet. We walked away quickly, as we don't wish to presume.
Day 4
Squealed on Clarinet. Actually, sent small bendy little freshman trumpet to squeal on Clarinet, as Hell Hath No Great Fury Than A Pissed Off Woodwind.
Later
Freshman midget sent back to me, all burnt and crispy. Am off to buy candy!
Day 5
SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR!
Day 6
Ugh. Major sugar hangover.
Day 7
Drove to rehearsal only to see very shocking sight. Would have fainted if drum major weren't my cousin. Being related prepared you for things like that. Hey, why's everyone staring at me? Bloody hell, I suppose SOMEONE has to help him down. Guard members shooting daggers at me though. Ha.
Day 8
Clarinet caught in another scheme. Was attacked by angry mob. Impressive what little piccolo freshman banded together can do.
Later
Ha! Look at Clarinet run!
Diaries of a Trumpet
A few basic disclaimers first: I do not own Kiss Me boxers, that's all Sarah, and I do not own band members. Remember, days from diary to diary do not necessarily correspond with each other and the events. Also, I own "Hell hath no greater.." Phrase. Don't take it. And please, PLEASE review! My bunny shall smile down upon you.
Day 1
Had another sugar high. Bounced up and down and up and down and up and down. Oops.
Day 2
Clarinet approached me with World Domination plans. Again. Told her nope, world domination SO boring, why not do something more exciting, perhaps like opening up a donut shop?
Later
Have been offered sexy man drum major by clarinet. We shall see.
Even Later
I love it when Clarinet's face gets all red and puffy.
Day 3
Have talked to Saxophone about Clarinet. Sax says 'not to worry, just a phase, and blah, blah blah.' Saxophone then cut though by strange muted sounds coming from percussion closet. We walked away quickly, as we don't wish to presume.
Day 4
Squealed on Clarinet. Actually, sent small bendy little freshman trumpet to squeal on Clarinet, as Hell Hath No Great Fury Than A Pissed Off Woodwind.
Later
Freshman midget sent back to me, all burnt and crispy. Am off to buy candy!
Day 5
SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR!
Day 6
Ugh. Major sugar hangover.
Day 7
Drove to rehearsal only to see very shocking sight. Would have fainted if drum major weren't my cousin. Being related prepared you for things like that. Hey, why's everyone staring at me? Bloody hell, I suppose SOMEONE has to help him down. Guard members shooting daggers at me though. Ha.
Day 8
Clarinet caught in another scheme. Was attacked by angry mob. Impressive what little piccolo freshman banded together can do.
Later
Ha! Look at Clarinet run!