I miss it. Very very much. Everything seems better when it's sunny.

And oh, I'm so, so doomed. So doomed. The all-band competition is Wednesday, and today the director declared, and I quote: "If you don't fix that part, it's going to kill us."

Hurray, I'm dead.;;

I KNOW the first few measures are bad. Telling me how inadequate I am does not help that. All it does is put a knot in my stomach and then the part is just worse. This is sooo not good for my stress levels, on top of yet another English project...oh man, if we didn't have Friday off this week, I think I would explode. Probably will anyway.

And I'm definitely not looking forward to tomorrow at all. Especially because we have to come early to set up for rehearsal...ugh. Summer can't come soon enough...but how can summer come when spring has disappeared behind walls of low gray clouds?

-Raia-