OK, so story is.... the marching/concert band gets to go to Disneyland, and my school counselor decided I needed to take PE.... again.... and I wasn't able to be in band, right?

So I don't get to go to Disneyland like I wanted to since I was little, and I always wanted to go with my band friends since 7th grade when the field trip was being planned.

Stupid little brother left this morning, with my other two friends, Hannah and Joseph, and their friend Daniel.

So I hate PE more than I already did now, since it stopped me from being in band. >< I couldn't drop out of my other elective, since I need two years of that and this would be my last year of being forced to take a language.

Song I'm listening to reminds me of very good friend who just left (Joseph), since he sung it to me once. Not helping me feel better, surprisingly.