Stairs go up and down.
My life is like a staircase, always with its ups and downs. Yesterday, I fell down it.
There was an after-school theatre meet for the spring musical, so Krikstan could hear the vocal ranges of people trying out. I was looking forward to it for sooo long, and I was hoping to, well, impress people. It was my chance. So after the girls learned our first song, people started volunteering to sing it alone. I was totally fine with doing it alone, until I actually volunteered. I don't know what came over me, I just started shaking, and I could barely sing! Not that you could've called it singing, mind you. But it was so depressing, because that's the thing I take the most pride in, and I screwed it up so bad!! The choral director stopped me short, she didn't even let me finish. On top of it all, I missed dance. Miss Nicole's gonna be furious, especially when I tell her I can't do the recital.
Then I got up.
I found six bucks on the floor after the meet. Bought some pop-tarts.
And went up some more.
Sarah decided to go to Chuck E. Cheese's for her birthday! So it was Sarah, her little brother Jakey, Jakey's friend Ryan, Forest, her mom and dad, and me. I can't tell you how much I loved that place! I ate waaay too much pizza and drank waaaay too much cherry-vanilla coke, and even though Ryan stole most of my tickets and wouldn't admit it (grr), I still had enough for 5 things of glitter. YAY! Slept over at Sarah's, we got to talk and this morning we watched A Midsummer Night's Dream until dear Dad came.
My life is a staircase.
Anna