Math.... no

As I am typing this I am sitting in math class, supposedly doing a review for our final.

Well I will tell you guys, I am not doing the final review. No. Nope. Nopity nope no. Hell to the no. Not happening.

Today is not a day for math. It is not going to happen. Just no.

I mean really? I have to get up at 6 in the morning every single day and make it all the way to school. And they expect me to do math? With every other class having finals on the same day I end up having to stay up until three in the fucking morning just to make sure that my grades don't drop. And then they expect me to sit here and do a big ass math packet full of algebra and matrices at seven in the morning.

No thank you.

It's not that I'm bad at math, I mean I'm not good at it either. But in the middle of the day I think I would be much more willing to do math then I am first thing in the morning. I'm not awake yet! My mind still thinks I am happily in bed sleeping away. But in reality I am here. Sitting in a class with a million people I greatly dislike. Forced to do problem that solve no real predicament and just serve the purpose of making my brain hurt.

This post had no real purpose, good bye.

Quick Update

Just thought I would tell everybody. After my last post I know you are all dying to know the results.

Wait..... you're not?

You mean you don't care.......

WELL SCREW YOU!

I MADE WIND ENSEMBLE!!! I AM SUPERIOR!

The Suspense is Killing Me

Literally. I have never been more anxious about anything in my life.

Last Friday I auditioned for wind ensemble. The highest level band in my school. The band that goes to New York next year to compete in a national competition. The band with all the talented kids in it.

I must be a part of it.

So on Friday I played the piece I had been practicing none stop for the past two weeks for my band director. I played Bach's second Sonata in Eb. I never want to hear that song again for as long as I live. I have come to the conclusion that Bach is totally evil. I mean, his middle name is Sebastian! How can he not be a demon!!!

Yep..... That's a demon.

Anyway..... back to band. So I played my piece and I actually did pretty well. I was proud of myself. Even though I was super nervous I think I played it better than I ever practiced it. I got every single rhythm and run. The only thing I did wrong was miss a few accidentals. That's pretty damn good for me. Plus I have spent the entire year working myself to death by doing EVERYTHING I POSSIBLY COULD!!!! Seriously, you name it I did it. Marching Band, Pit Orchestra, Football Pep Band, Basketball Pep Band. I have 505 letter points!!! The requirement for a letter is only 450! I have dedicated my entire life to music!!! 

So when Mr. Band Director asked why he should put me in Wind Ensemble I pretty much vomited reasons why he owns my soul.

Yes. I have every confidence that I will make it. At least I did.

Then sight reading happened. 

Basically Mr. Band Director found the most impossible, evil, malicious, soul devouring, dream smashing piece of music he could find. 

So it went like this:

"Amanda, please play up to measure 42 for me." 

"Yes Lord Taylor!" *Salute and looks a piece*

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Soul is instantly crushed.

Dying Goose Noises Commence. 

Amanda Sad.

So yeah...... I spend all weekend freaking out about this. And next period I will be able to look at the list to see if I made it. If I didn't make it my life is over....... tell my family I love them. Audrey can have my guitar and I leave my manga collection to Lyndsey. Burry me with my clarinet. The instrument that ruined my life. 

Goodbye -.-