I'm going to cry. No, not really.
So. Josh won't be at the band meeting tomorrow. Thus rendering it somewhat pointless to even meet. Or even practice, since we don't really have any reason to practice unless everyone is there. So I just called off practice. And I don't know if I did that because it's pointless to meet, or because I'm mad that it fell through.
I miss fireflies. And I don't like that very much.
This is not my night.