It would have been great
Yeah, it would have been great... if it wasn't completely horrible. Practically blew the whole damn competition. At least I got up fast. Was up before I'd even realized that I had fallen. Except I heard it. And I felt it. And I heard the audience gasp and saw everyone backstage turn to look at me. Embarassing? Hell yeah. Finished the section, exited, and promtly began crying. Really hurt. But hey, I went back on and finished the piece. Quit? Never. I love pain... Turns out I slammed my knee down pretty hard. Stupid slippery stage. Quite a few people slipped. My case was just the worst. And that stage was fucking hard! So now I have a lovely bruise and it's *still* a little swollen. And this was Friday night, it's what? Monday? So much for ice and anti-inflammatories. But I didn't have to walk anywhere Friday night. Which would have been alright if I didn't have to be carried around like a damn invalid. And, of course, everyone wanted to go get food after the thingy. Were at the resteraunt until flippin' 12'30. Damn Kyle and Marvin. They eat too much. Kinda understandable... they did have to carry me around. SO did DJ, but amazing ADD boy never gets tired. Well I must be off... dance competition. Shall continue my sob-story later.