I'm BAAAACK!!
Just to prove to Evan that I have not forsaken lj for myspace, I am updating. (By the way, I haven't updated myspace either, I just go on there to see other people's stuff and to look at the comments they leave me, which is the same thing I do on lj, except people actually comment on myspace)
I am seriously starting to doubt whether anyone really reads my lj, because nobody ever comments, even when I ask them too.
Anyway, my life since I last updated.....
ummmm..... All of last week was pretty boring. I feel kind of empty not having to stay after school for hours on end to rehearse. I was, and still am, pretty upset that I didn't get cast because I can't think of a good reason that I didn't. I didn't do anything wrong this time. And they didn't have a set number for the cast. She said that she would make the cast as big or small as need be depending on the talent available. Does that mean I'm not talented enough? Whatever. Mostly last week I practiced choir stuff for solo and ensemble. which brings me to my next paragraph...
Saturday was FVA district Solo and Ensemble festival. The ensemble I was in was the only one from our school to get a superior, which means we're going to state. Th show choir I was in also got a superior. My barbershop quartet got an excelent, which I think was justified because we simply were not prepared enough. What really dissapointed me was that my solo recieved an excelent as well, which I do not beleive was justified. I worked for three months on perfecting those songs. No, an excelent is no something to be ashamed of, but I felt that I did so much better, and so did everyone else including my director. He said that I got screwed and that he was very dissapointed and that if I had had the judge that the soloists from the previous day had then I would have gotten a superior hands down, which made me feel a bit better. My confidence was really shaken, though. I cried all the way home. This just hasn't been my year. First was district for drama a few weeks ago, where I got an excelent (this one was deserved, however much I don't want to admit it) in my small group musical,then Chicago, and now this. I just feel so sub-standard.
Midway through Sunday my left side of my back, near my shoulder blade, started hurting very badly. I woke up Monday morning and couldn't stand up strait. It even hurt to breath. Needless to say, I didn't go to school. I did however read 300 pages of my book, so the day was not entirely pointless. It culminated in an interesting conversation with Evan. Sunday was completely uninteresting except for my conversation with Evan that night. He forgot about Valentine's Day, and hen proceded to ask why Valentine's day matters to me. I broke down. I didn't mean to, but I couldn't help it. I explained that Valentine's has never, not once, been a good day for me and went into detail on a few occasions until my voice broke and he told me I didn't have to say anymore. I could tell that he felt really bad.. And then he seemed to come up with a way to fix everything through his crafty ways, howver I have yet to find out how.
My back still kinda hurts, but it feels much better. I went to school today. I was kind of dissapointed in today. It was pretty unremarkable, which would be fine if it weren;t Valentine's day. I decided that next year I am going to make Valentine's Day special.
I miss Evan and Stacey more than I can say. I belong out in Arizona more than anywhere else in the world. Half of the people I saw when I was there I had just met, and I was accepted more than I ever have been here, and I have been here more than two years.
I am seriously starting to doubt whether anyone really reads my lj, because nobody ever comments, even when I ask them too.
Anyway, my life since I last updated.....
ummmm..... All of last week was pretty boring. I feel kind of empty not having to stay after school for hours on end to rehearse. I was, and still am, pretty upset that I didn't get cast because I can't think of a good reason that I didn't. I didn't do anything wrong this time. And they didn't have a set number for the cast. She said that she would make the cast as big or small as need be depending on the talent available. Does that mean I'm not talented enough? Whatever. Mostly last week I practiced choir stuff for solo and ensemble. which brings me to my next paragraph...
Saturday was FVA district Solo and Ensemble festival. The ensemble I was in was the only one from our school to get a superior, which means we're going to state. Th show choir I was in also got a superior. My barbershop quartet got an excelent, which I think was justified because we simply were not prepared enough. What really dissapointed me was that my solo recieved an excelent as well, which I do not beleive was justified. I worked for three months on perfecting those songs. No, an excelent is no something to be ashamed of, but I felt that I did so much better, and so did everyone else including my director. He said that I got screwed and that he was very dissapointed and that if I had had the judge that the soloists from the previous day had then I would have gotten a superior hands down, which made me feel a bit better. My confidence was really shaken, though. I cried all the way home. This just hasn't been my year. First was district for drama a few weeks ago, where I got an excelent (this one was deserved, however much I don't want to admit it) in my small group musical,then Chicago, and now this. I just feel so sub-standard.
Midway through Sunday my left side of my back, near my shoulder blade, started hurting very badly. I woke up Monday morning and couldn't stand up strait. It even hurt to breath. Needless to say, I didn't go to school. I did however read 300 pages of my book, so the day was not entirely pointless. It culminated in an interesting conversation with Evan. Sunday was completely uninteresting except for my conversation with Evan that night. He forgot about Valentine's Day, and hen proceded to ask why Valentine's day matters to me. I broke down. I didn't mean to, but I couldn't help it. I explained that Valentine's has never, not once, been a good day for me and went into detail on a few occasions until my voice broke and he told me I didn't have to say anymore. I could tell that he felt really bad.. And then he seemed to come up with a way to fix everything through his crafty ways, howver I have yet to find out how.
My back still kinda hurts, but it feels much better. I went to school today. I was kind of dissapointed in today. It was pretty unremarkable, which would be fine if it weren;t Valentine's day. I decided that next year I am going to make Valentine's Day special.
I miss Evan and Stacey more than I can say. I belong out in Arizona more than anywhere else in the world. Half of the people I saw when I was there I had just met, and I was accepted more than I ever have been here, and I have been here more than two years.