The past two days have gone pretty well. School was tolerable yesterday because I studied for 20th century during my first (and most painful) two classes. After school I went to art club, and Emma showed up. It was pretty awesome to actually be with her for an extended period of time. We see each other once in a while, but I haven't actually hung out with her since like... November. We talked for the whole hour and a half, and she told me she'd come to the battle of the bands and suggested we invite ourselves over to Molly's the weekend after that (which is what we always used to do back in the day.) "I actually MISS Molly lecturing me on physics," she said. "That's how bad it is."
And, as an added bonus, I got to call Adam a slut. It wasn't just random either. Emma led right into it. "Is Adam still in your band?"
"No, he's... gone."
"Oh. 'Cause I was gonna say, that would be awkward."
"Yeah."
"I see him with that blond girl all the time now." She made a face.
Bonnie, who was listening in, raised her eyebrows and said "Franchesca" without looking up.
(I did not change that name. Adam's girlfriend is seriously named "Franchesca." Honest to God.)
Emma made another face. "Sometimes even I want to yell at him."
"Yeah," I said, anger entering into my voice, "So, I know it shouldn't bother me that he's going to the prom with her and stuff..."
"He's going to the PROM with her?"
"Yeah. But like, it's just that he already had that redheaded girlfriend BEFORE her..."
"...And he dumped you to go out with her..."
"...And then a MONTH later he dumped her and IMMEDIATELY started going out with the blond one. And they've both been juniors and I haven't known either one of them from ADAM.* And HE'S only known them because he sat next to them in some class."
Emma was mouthing some of the words as I was saying them, and giving me an "Oh my God, I know," look the whole time. She has the exact same opinion. My feelings are not unjustified. It felt good.
I shook my head and lowered my voice. "He's just a slut. That's honestly my opinion of him right now. I mean, I still talk to him, but I'm pretty mad at him."
"I can't talk to him anymore. I'M pretty mad at him. Of course YOU should be."
"I don't think any of my friends really hang out with him anymore. I mean, a little, but not like they used to."
"No, I don't think they do."
Then we started talking about how stupid it is that people think the word "slut" only applies to girls.
So, this conversation put me in a really good mood. I always tried to avoid badmouthing him before, but when somebody does something to you like what Adam did to me, I guess the pros of badmouthing outweigh the cons. I feel so relieved - like I've really gotten something off my chest. It also feels good to know that Emma has always been supporting me, even when I wasn't hanging out with her. Not that she ever liked Adam anyway. That's interesting to note.
Oh, and Bonnie was listening in the whole time. She tends to do this. I've just gotten used to it, and it doesn't bother me.
I had a few hours at home, and then we had band practice at Greg's. We're pretty much ready now, I think. We perfected the song that Julian and I wrote Monday, and it actually turned out to be really cool, if I do say so myself. All I have to do is figure out my "Tribal War Chant" solo. I kind of completely make it up every time. And I don't mean that in a good way.
Today was okay. The morning kind of sucked and I felt socially stupid at lunch, but I'm in a good mood now because of gym. Specifically, I did nothing but pretend to be walking around the building while I hung out in the band room. Rob and Liz have an independant study there, and this girl in my gym class named Steph goes to visit them. She's not a musician, but she hangs out with the hardcore bandies because she works at the organic grocery store with Rob. She started talking to me after she saw me in the talent show, and she's been bringing me on her "walks" lately. She's cool. It's kind of wierd though, because I'm not clear on what my relationship with her is. You know - like, I don't know whether I know her well enough to talk to her in certain situations or to hang out with her outside of gym. Anyway, for a while I just sat there and didn't talk, because Rob, Liz and Steph were talking about the prom and working at the organic grocery store. But then I started talking to Rob about battle of the bands and this gig he has at the organic grocery store Friday. Turns out he's not in the battle because he always works with Jay and Jay's going to be away that weekend. This is a good thing.
Then we all talked about incompitant teachers and a good time was had by all. It made me feel cool and mature. Rob even asked if he could be in our band! (I refused, of course. We can't kick out a THIRD bassist.) I mean, it is an honor to have Rob Yonnick ASK to be in your band. And I said no!
Yup. I am fast on my way to becoming a musical elitist.
Anyway, I am not getting any less screwed project wise, and I have plenty of math homework too. This, of course, means that I will probably be on again later tonight.
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