2003-09-03 - 5:31 p.m.
I'm fucking angry about being put on 2nd once again... my, what, third year in band and all I get is fucking 2nd. Cherrie, Lorraine and Eddie all got 1st. I'm the only gr11 clarinet that gets 2nd, dammit. Pretty amazing, considering am the only one who can play C harmonic minor by memory. Even with the book, the others keep screwing up.
Made slightly better when I left and was lounging about outside with Adri and Sam. Heard my name along with, "top grade 11 students". So I'm in fact a trip organizer who was chosen because am one of the "top grade 11 students". Apparently we could go to Singapore or Shanghai this year. So maybe that's why I'm 2nd. BUT STILL.
Sometimes I wish I were a flute because there isn't any such thing as 1st and 2nd for flute.
Situation made slightly better with rendition of "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You" and general highness with Sam.
Bad again when I had to walk approx a mile because once again, the stupid afterschool bus didn't go to my place. Had to observe carnage of last night's typhoon, with uprooted trees and leaves strewn all over the roads.
Good again when got home to eat chocolate. Bad again when I realize have to do homework.
I always hated rollercoasters.
