Chuck Taylors and The Pillows

Hey you guys, sorry about not blogging for like, a week. My sister was in and blogging was kinda my last priority. I never told you I have a sister, have I. Her name is Betty. She lives in Florida, with her husband, Cruz. She lived with me here for about four or five years. I love her to death. She works with a photography company as a field trainer. She came here with her job, she had to work, but she stayed with us. It was fun. She was the first thing that filled up my week, the second thing was my audition to the Marshall University music department. I tried out yesterday. I practice the whole week to be ready, I think I was. I sang three songs, the first was called "Cockles and mussels," it was an Irish folk song about a girl who was a fish monger and died of a disease, the second song was "High Barbaree," it was a sailing song about a war on the Barbaree coast, the last song was "Parting," an Italian folk song(in Italian), it was very sad, I think, I don't speak Italian. I also tried out for their marching band, the Marching Thunder. I made it for sure. It seems fun. I really hope I get to be a music major next year, it will make me happy. At least I will be in the marching band. Their getting new uniforms next year, probably because of me. Yesterday evening, I went to the mall. My sister got us some portraits made really cheap with her employee discount, then we went shopping. I bought a new belt, it looks pretty punk, I really like it. I also bought a Marshall hoody, a Marshall jacket, a sweatshirt, and a Good Charlotte CD. I really like Good Charlotte, I didn't know if I'd like the whole CD, but I really, really do. They are really good and their songs come from the heart. Way-a-go Good Charlotte, don't go changin', keep doin' what your doin'. Later Days.