It's just so unapologetically sarcastic. I strive to be such. I think I've gotten down the general sarcasm, perhaps even a little over the top with it, at least with people like Sam Bateman and Ginger Maddie. But I'd love to hone it so as to be able to use it and simply confuse the heck out of people, saying things that make absolutely no sense with such conviction. It would be fantastic, I think.
Found my autobiography today. Read it all, naturally. I mean, it's like only 30 pages. BUT STILL. I miss being able to write so well. Okay, it actually kind of sucked. But I loved it. I enjoyed writing it and feeling the words and creating the voices to emulate those belonging to some of the nearest and dearest people in my life. I wish I could write with such enthusiasm as I used to. That's one of my biggest wants right now.
It's decided. I'm going to show up and the first drum major candidate sectional on Friday and be like, "That's right, bitches. I'm here. I'm in colorguard. I play the frickin euphonium. And I'm here to take you on. Challenge accepted."
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