Life's our oyster and we're gonna suck that bitch down with a champagne chaser.




  • Behavioral Therapist
  • MA Developmental Psychology, Columbia
  • BS Psychobiology/ French, UCLA




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Sunday, September 28, 2003  
Hail to the hills of weessssttt wooood...lalalalaaaa....Yeh yeh....UCLA beat SDSU 20-10. (I think it's going to air tomorrow afternoon...) USC (booo hissss) lost to Cal...woo hoo....But yeah so tonight was our first game at the Rose Bowl after extensive rehearsals. All I have to say is that the band kicks ass, the trumpets dominate, the cheerleaders are hot, field shows are exhilirating with 65 billion people watching and college band is sooo much better than high school band. The SDSU band played Aztec Fire...which was, for those of you who don't know, a song we played in highschool....it was kinda stupid....They also played the Hey Song...(Whenever a college band plays that we yell "HIGHSCHOOL" instead of "HEY") But they sent over a trombone quartet who played a neat song...kind of oompaloompa-y for my taste...but all is good. Coach USA buses totally kick yellow school buses ass...es. Having a cape is so freakin cool...I still want a sword....Not having a shako rules, but the plume feather for our hat smells like death. I febreezed it and afterwards it smelled like carpets and death...soo..eew. If anyone has noticed yet, this entry isn't one of my more poetic, insightful ones, but I've been running around with the band for 12 hours so...leave me alone. So yeah, in conclusion, ladies and..jelly spoons, to anyone who is even thinking about joining the band...do it...now...seriously. BUM... bup bup bup BUM.. bup buh bum buh buh buum buum buum buum "GO" BUM... bup bup bup BUM.. bup buh bum buh buh buum buum buum buum "GO" BUM... bup bup bup BUM.. bup buh bum buh buh buum buum buum buum "GO U...C...LLLL....A....UCLA FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT"
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