Venting before a Wednesday night should be illegal
Everything is sneaking up on me. It's one big ball of hate. And it seems so stupid to be so hurt by things that go on in band because i SHOULD care WAY less than I do. I can't help it that I'm hurt by Kim trying to take a Solo that I've waited three years for. I can't help it that I'm hurt by Terry trying to get my section to turn against me so that Yvette could take the solo that she has more right to than Kim. I can't help it that I'm hurt by tiny actions like these that make me wish i had ONE MORE year in high school without them to try to ruin my senior year. I hate it! And I know it's mostly jealousy...but jealousy of WHAT?! I've worked soooo hard for soooo long to get where I'm at with what i have right now. I didn't just become leaders of things by snapping my fingers or passing out cokes. I spent years preparing for it all. So i can't help it but want to kick people in the face when they give me crap for being successful. I WORKED FOR IT, JERKS! And I totally grasp the concept of a bump in the road...but three flipping bumps...come on. And that's just one sectional worth of drama. I hate it!