Life.
[EDIT: Somehow I accidently clicked delete on this post so I used the handy Back feature to go back and copy it. So now I'm reposting it. It should go before the next entry. Sorry!]
So.
Life.
Some things on my mind that I just wanna get out of my system.
The first thing that floats to the surface is Celebration Iowa. They aren't having very much luck finding people to audition this year, so the idea spawned that perhaps I could return and man down the sax section. That would be SO awesome. You don't even know. The people in charge were also considering accepting two college kids that I know, one on trumpet and one on piano. Tonight I found out that it's probably not gonna happen for me because they are slowly gathering more saxophones..which is good. But they are still strongly considering accepting the other two college kids. Which makes me sad. I would feel like a reject if they took the other two and not me. I shouldn't, but I do. I can't help the way I feel, even if I know its wrong. It's just my selfish human nature, I guess. I just really wanted another summer and to play some bari, but I really have other things I should be doing instead. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up...but you know how impossible that is sometimes. When something just sounds *too* good not to be excited about.
Next up is my friend. This friend loves to talk to me about her problems. Which is cool, I enjoy listening and sometimes advising. But when I try to unload my shit, she's just like "oh, that's tough..."....and that's it. She doesn't try to make me feel better or try to talk it out, just makes a meaningless comment and changes the topic to something relevant to her. I'm just not getting what I need out of the friendship...feeling all give and no take. It makes me sad.....
Moving on to Chemistry. I fucking hate that shit. Just when I start doing well (or well enough) on my tests, my lab report starts to fuck me over. Our group screws around a lot when writing and doesn't really put much effort into the quality of the report. I can't complain too much, because I'm just as guilty of slacking as anyone else. But it still sucks. We need to get our poop in a group and start getting A's on them.
Not happy.
So.
Life.
Some things on my mind that I just wanna get out of my system.
The first thing that floats to the surface is Celebration Iowa. They aren't having very much luck finding people to audition this year, so the idea spawned that perhaps I could return and man down the sax section. That would be SO awesome. You don't even know. The people in charge were also considering accepting two college kids that I know, one on trumpet and one on piano. Tonight I found out that it's probably not gonna happen for me because they are slowly gathering more saxophones..which is good. But they are still strongly considering accepting the other two college kids. Which makes me sad. I would feel like a reject if they took the other two and not me. I shouldn't, but I do. I can't help the way I feel, even if I know its wrong. It's just my selfish human nature, I guess. I just really wanted another summer and to play some bari, but I really have other things I should be doing instead. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up...but you know how impossible that is sometimes. When something just sounds *too* good not to be excited about.
Next up is my friend. This friend loves to talk to me about her problems. Which is cool, I enjoy listening and sometimes advising. But when I try to unload my shit, she's just like "oh, that's tough..."....and that's it. She doesn't try to make me feel better or try to talk it out, just makes a meaningless comment and changes the topic to something relevant to her. I'm just not getting what I need out of the friendship...feeling all give and no take. It makes me sad.....
Moving on to Chemistry. I fucking hate that shit. Just when I start doing well (or well enough) on my tests, my lab report starts to fuck me over. Our group screws around a lot when writing and doesn't really put much effort into the quality of the report. I can't complain too much, because I'm just as guilty of slacking as anyone else. But it still sucks. We need to get our poop in a group and start getting A's on them.
Not happy.