Hm... nervous?
Yep, I am... and I have no clue why.
I'm going to be on a tour this weekend with about 80-90 other youngsters and some really good musicians. We've been practicing the melodies since... February, I think, and at least I know them all and know how to play them. But earlier today, when I saw the poster about the tour, I almost felt sick!
I have no idea why, really. I mean, I do get nervous for concerts and stuff, but not that much and definitely not so many days ahead. I usually feel a bit some hours before it all starts and that's enough to send adrenaline through my body and make me enjoy it. But this time I felt like I wanted to run to a toilet and throw up.
Man, what's wrong with me these days? I'm looking forward to the tour, I can't wait to meet everyone again. So... yeah, it's weird.
Oh, yesterday was also very weird, and my legs are aching from it. It all started regularly; I biked to school as usual and went to my first lesson (math). There I suddenly remembered that since we had our pictures taken, I should've brought the paper with the ordering-stuff. So during the 40-minutes break after math, I biked home (I have 3,5 kilometres to bike, so I was pretty stressed) to look for the paper.
When I got home, I realised that the paper was gone and then I also realised that you could nowadays order it through the internet instead. So I biked back to school, got just in time for a short English-lesson. After that, we walked down to have our pictures taken.
While we were waiting for the individual photos, I realised I had recieved a message from my old teacher. He told me that he could really need my help in school (my old school, that is). So after I had done the photo, I rushed up to find my drama-teacher. I talked to her about the situation and she said it was OK that I skipped drama and helped a friend of mine instead.
So, that meant I ended school right there. And since it was then 11.00 and I wasn't supposed to be at my old school until 12.30, I decided to bike home and eat. That's another 3,5!
And then, after lunch, I biked to my old school, helped with the lessons that were left. Honestly, I've never seen my old teacher and friend so tired. He was pale and not concentrated and I found myself fearing that he would collapse. He had a hard time explaining the simplest sum and he copied the wrong papers over and over again. So I believed he'd called me for the right reason.
Anyway, after being a teacher for some hours, I biked away to have my flute-lesson. And after that, I biked back home.
All together, these distances I biked yesterday.
3,5 x 4 + 4 x 2 = 14 + 8 = 22 kilometres
Yay! And I've been training right before writing this as well, so I'll be pretty numb tomorrow :P