Like is a four-letter word...
So, I just wrote this little eight measure ditty for my composition class for our theme and variations project, and I really like it. And what's even better, the class really liked it. And something else that's even better than that is that our professor (who's a world famous composer) really really liked it. Yay for me!
In other news, tomorrow night I'm going to see the boy play again!!! Yay!!!! I've only seen him once, for twenty minutes, since that one weekend we spent together. But we've talked almost every night on the phone. Karen was actually with me the last time I saw him, and she really liked him. And she said he's way cuter in person than the one picture I have of him online. She thinks he really likes me, and I'm starting to think the same thing. Mmmmm....I hope he does....I really really really really like him...
Other than that, life pretty much sucks right now. I have a shit ton of stuff to do...I should be doing a lot of it right now, but I need to take a break before my head explodes. I'm so super stressed right now. I started crying on Monday while I was practicing, I cried after I slaughtered my piece in studio class yesterday, and I cried after my family left last night, but that one was mostly because my mother was being a giant bag of douche...I had just gotten done telling her how crazy stressed I am right now, and then she started in with the nagging......again....about the same damn thing that she's been nagging me about all week....I understand, I need to take care of something and I will. I don't need her telling me every five seconds, and treating me like I'm four years old. But the thing that really set me off was that she didn't even hug me when she left. She just gave me that stoney glare and left. And anyone that knows me well knows how much my family means to me, and how important goodbyes are. I never really got the chance to say goodbye to my father, and I don't want to have to experience that again...it kills me to this day...
Ugh, but enough ranting...I need to get shit done...mmmm, I hope tomorrow night goes well...
In other news, tomorrow night I'm going to see the boy play again!!! Yay!!!! I've only seen him once, for twenty minutes, since that one weekend we spent together. But we've talked almost every night on the phone. Karen was actually with me the last time I saw him, and she really liked him. And she said he's way cuter in person than the one picture I have of him online. She thinks he really likes me, and I'm starting to think the same thing. Mmmmm....I hope he does....I really really really really like him...
Other than that, life pretty much sucks right now. I have a shit ton of stuff to do...I should be doing a lot of it right now, but I need to take a break before my head explodes. I'm so super stressed right now. I started crying on Monday while I was practicing, I cried after I slaughtered my piece in studio class yesterday, and I cried after my family left last night, but that one was mostly because my mother was being a giant bag of douche...I had just gotten done telling her how crazy stressed I am right now, and then she started in with the nagging......again....about the same damn thing that she's been nagging me about all week....I understand, I need to take care of something and I will. I don't need her telling me every five seconds, and treating me like I'm four years old. But the thing that really set me off was that she didn't even hug me when she left. She just gave me that stoney glare and left. And anyone that knows me well knows how much my family means to me, and how important goodbyes are. I never really got the chance to say goodbye to my father, and I don't want to have to experience that again...it kills me to this day...
Ugh, but enough ranting...I need to get shit done...mmmm, I hope tomorrow night goes well...