18Jun08

I can’t sleep, big surprise.
Right now, I’m panicking about the fact that tomorrow I have band practice and that Miss Sia said something along the lines of “I’ll be testing you on your Rhapsody For Hanukkah, especially clarinetists… oh and Double Eagle.”

Why the clarinetist? Why do we get it hard this time round? ):
and even worse, no sec 3s will be with the thirds because they have job attachments.

I am utterly petrified.
Miss Sia will chew me up and spit me out. Out of band. forever.
I have this silly fear of Miss Sia. Everybody does.
I think that I fear Miss Sia more than the rest of the band though.
I’m having a seizure here. she’s that scary.
She seems to have gotten nicer since my Sec One year but she can still be scary.

Gosh, I’m freaking out over an old woman.
If I ever saw her in public or something, I would do a 180 degree turn and run.

Okay, she isn’t a evil, puppy-eating monster. She can be almost but not quite nice and makes random jokes and comments that are not always funny but eh, amusing.

Anyway, what is up with all these strange tiny bugs on my wall. They are super tiny, like specks of black on the wall except they move and when I squash them with some paper, they leave a big and ugly stain.
I really hate insects.

I also have a whole lot of hate for someone right now that invovles ugly vuglarities.
Just ugh, really.
(don’t be worried/paranoid/afraid. if you’re reading this, it probably isn’t you)
(and psh, it isn’t my mother or brother or relative or the conductor)

tonight, I will have nightmares of screwing up horribly tomorrow during band practice and tomorrow I will screw up horribly.

On my desk, there is this neat pile of homework that is gathering dust. I really need to get to that soon.

I want to wake up early again because I have not seen the morning in a long time. I used to wake up early, as a cute little kid, and then if my family was still sleep I would wonder around my house like some ghost because waking up my brothers is like talking to a rock and waking up my parents would be taking a dive into hell.

Actually, now talking to one of my brother is talking to a rock. I just don’t bother anymore, but it sucks.

Off to bed now.

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