Ooh, oh oh ooooooh oh!!!!!! I MADE COUNTIES! Okay... yeah, I know, everyone keeps telling me that it isn't that big of a deal. What they fail to realize is that I've wanted to do high school county band since sixth grade -FIVE YEARS! Enough with the caps....
Tuesday's auditions were nerve-racking. I made the mistake of making myself nervous and antsy... hence, my scales sucked major a**. But that was okay, because after I effed-up my scales, I wasn't nervous anymore. I just naturally assumed that because I sucked so bad, that the audition was over. So, because all was lost, I was calmer-ish than I had been before and preformed the piece with little falter. Sure, there were some squeaks here and there, but I broke my reed right before my audition, so I didn't expect it to sound pretty.
After I finished, I rushed out of the room and broke down... I was sooo furious for screwing up my scales. They are supposed to be the easy part and I blew it.
Though, even after all of that, I hung around until freakin' 10:30pm to see the scores. It only took that long because of the freakin' flutes.. there were 23 auditioning. But yeah, we harassed Mr. Werner about our scores until he told us all who made it. I got 15th out of 17, so I made it, though I have a feeling that they took all of us and I really just tied for last place with the other two girls.
But I don't care... because at counties there will be a chair with my name on it, and that makes me happy.
During that long wait for the flutes to finish, I was talking with Rachel and we were coming up with reasons why it wouldn't be such a big deal if we didn't make it (though I knew she would). She said she has enough on her plate as is and that she's just happy about making district chorus, so counties matter little to her. I said that this would only count as my practice year so I'd have to get in next year.
Also, I had had a pretty awesome day, and nothing could have made it better (or so I thought, until I made counties). On Tuesday, all my homework was done before school, my trig class was absolutely insane and I aced the quiz, newspaper class was amazing (group conversation ), I believed that was the day that someone joined us in tutorial in the auditorium, I aced the physics test and the english text (beating Suzy both times), and many other great things... but yeah, counties made my week.
It seriously did. I mean, I didn't even care that Mike was gone all of Thursday and Friday... well, okay okay. Maybe I won't go that far. It was more like I wasn't absolutely devestated that he wasn't there. Yeah.
Thursday was quite the day though. I honestly don't think anything interesting happened until after school. That was when I walked down the hill with Dave and Matt... stupid little rich boys always drive to school. But yeah, that was funny. I mean, I wouldn't normally walk down the hill with them, but we came out of the high school at the same time and they were walking just my pace. We started talking about our physics lab and Mr. H's big car things and dumb jokes and boring classes. After we all parted (them to their fancy cars and me to the long lonely path of the elementary school) I continued walking home. But after a while, I heard someone behind me. I just naturally assumed it was Daniel and kept walking. If he wanted to walk with me, he'd catch up. It wasn't until four blocks later that I realized the person behind we was kicking leaves all over the place and that it couldn't possibly be Daniel.
... It was Shane and as soon as I turned around, he laughed. Apparently, he likes to follow people to see how long it takes them to turn around and see who's following them. He said his curiousity would get the best of him and he'd be forced to look.
Which made me realize something.. I don't care. I don't care about anything. And that perterbs me.
I mean, I honestly didn't care who was walking behind me. Imagine if it had been the little girl across the street struggling with her huge teno sax case. It's about the same size as she is and she would never be able to catch up with me to ask for help. She would have felt bad because I usually hear he and carry it for her. Or it could have been one of my old teachers (many live in my neighborhood) that I could have talked with and if I didn't turn around, I woulda missed the opportunity. Oooh, or it could have been a really hot guy... even though there aren't many (if any?) in my neighborhood, there's still that chance.
Fortuntately, it was only Shane... though I really need to start thinking about these things more often before I miss out on something.
I will admit to being zoned out alot these days. My mind just doesn't like to focus on anything for any lenght of time. It also seems that my short-term memory is non-existant... which sucks. Though, a wandering mind can come in handy. Like in boring newspaper.
Friday was sooo awesome. School was okay. Pepralley was alright, though I seriously can't stand our cheerleaders. They make me wanna cry... or die. I can't remember which. After school rocked.
First I took a nap. Then we went to Chinese for dinner. Trina and Kasidy sat together with Liz and Eric across from them, and Verbal and I sat at a different table. It was interesting to say the least.
From there we went to the game... which was awesome. We won, of course, and had a helluva good time watching the game.
After that there was our traditional Dunkin' Doughnuts run... though many people desertered us and went to ferking Burger King. That was when I realized I was hyper and proclaimed my love to just about everyone in the whole building.
And lasterly, Trina's.. which was freakin' awesome as always.
We attempted to talk in the gay chat rooms, as always..... though it didn't really work out without Liz, who couldn't make it due to her cold. Then we watched Alone in the Dark which was so totally awesome. I thought it would be super scarey but it was great. Even the gore didn't bother me as much as it probably should have. And, Trina, you shouldn't feel so bad because Stephen died nobley. And he was effing blonde! *insert girlish squeal here*
But yeah, it was great to be back with the girls... I've missed hanging out. I always forget how hectic the first marking period of school can be, but I think I've done a pretty good job.
I've already accomplished most of my goals for highschool that I wrote back in 8th grade. Hmm, lemme see if I can find them.
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- Be inducted into the National Honors Society
- Be a four year participant in Band
- Take up a new instrument
- ... and play it in Jazz Band
- Make county band with the clarinet
- Make district band
- Never miss a day of school
- Be a four year participant in IRC
- Participate in a different extracurricular activity- (drama, robotics, something of that sort) - Participate in school dances (with a date by senior year)
- Pass all AP exams I will ever take
- Get at least a 1300 on the SAT
- Pass my permit test on the first try
- Pass my drivers test on the first try
- Get a job
- Be on the student council
- Graduate with honors
- ... and get loads of scholarships
- Have a boyfriend
- Take 2 years of a foreign language (probably German)
- Take two foreign languages
- Decide on a definite major before senior year
- Take an art class
- Be in chorus
- Participate in a sport (probably tennis)
- Act in a play
- Learn to laugh and talk openly
- Join the parish yougth group
- Travel to a foreign country (Canada doesn't count)
- Make friends with more than just people in my grade
It's funny to see how much has changed since middle school. Like, I no longer want to be on student council, and my two years of a language we most definately not German (I also decided early freshman year that I'd take Japanese all through highschool and never got around to editing this list). Also, my sprt wasn't tennis, as I had always dreamed it would be.
Just goes to show you that no matter how well you know yourself... errr, you don't. So there.
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The list had half a million things on it but I only extracted the particular items that I thought weren't half as dumb as they could be. And some were really personal. God, I was a weird kid.
... and still am mrgreen
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