So I've been sitting here remebering that weekends here do suck...just like last year. Especially if you have to work on saturday and you don't want to stay out late. Sucky sucky sucky, on the plus side....the twins won and I got to talk to suzanne tonight for like 2 hours.....*sigh*

Yay! My only class for the day was cancled! Now I only have to choose between going to eat and taking a nap....hmmm....can you guess what I'm going to do?

I started working on a couple of homework assignments for my creative writing class tonight when I finally decided to give up on it and actually start one of my two short stories I have to write. I've had this idea in my head for about a week now and when ever I'm writing, I can only think of it. So I started it. I most definitly have a good start, but the problem is, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to have in the middle. There's not enough conflict yet. I think I need to change some stuff....but yea, I think this one's going to be good.

*sigh* I needed a good trombone lesson today...and I got it. After being beaten down so much, my lesson teacher raised my spirits....and now I'm confident in myself again. I think the reason I so horribly failed in that last audition was because I was looking for an easy way out. Subconciously, I wanted my self to fail so I could get out of the audition ASAP. Normally, I would NEVER quit in an audition. It's unheard of. Even if you screw up in any piece...ever....you ALWAYS finish it out and then go back and see what you did wrong. When I quit in the middle of a song in my lesson, my lesson teacher said "what are you doing? Don't just stop!" It made me realize that quitting was the easy way out. You don't get better if you just quit. Which is why I'm going to try and be more committed to my trombone this year....but we'll see how that goes.....more details to come.

Define Ironic: My nickname in basketball and through high school was "The Big Ticket." One of my freshman roommate's nickname in high school and basketball was "Tha Ticket."

Tonight was interesting, to say the least. It definitly had highs and lows....I'm not going to discuss the most significant one, sorry to be vague. The low part of tonight was my Jazz Band audition. It was literally the WORST audition of my life. For trombone or voice, this one most definitly won. I did pretty much everything wrong. I began with scales and it all went down from there. I began with an A(flat) scale (2 octaves) and ended up two notes too early. I didn't realize this until the next scale. The last scale, D, (also two octaves) I couldn't play the last couple of notes mostly because they were super high, but also because I was pissed off at myself. Then, I played a horrible, terrible, God-awful chromatic scale. At this point I was so shaken up and mad and disappointed, that I played poorly just for those reasons. No wait, let me take that back, I actually played the audition piece moderatly well....except it was supposed to be 2 pages long and I only had 1 page.....which makes it tough to play the piece. So then I had to end with sight-reading. Sight-reading is pretty much everybody's enemy...but even more so for Jazz because of the nasty rhythms. So I played this thing like a beginner trombonist. Litterally. It started out bad and then I got screwed up on some counting stuff and then stumbled along for several more measures, but when I held a whole note (in 4/4 time) for 6 beats and then skipped a couple of notes, missed a few rests and then played some wrong notes.....I just stopped. I didn't finish the piece. I just stopped. I stopped and said "Yea....I'm just going to be done now." The director didn't really want me to stop and even offered me a second chance. But you know what? After all of that I was soooo bummed out and pissed off and just sad....that there was no way that I would play it at all better. It would've been worse. I just wanted to get out of that room as soon as possible. I guess I wish I would've at least finished the piece, but my mouth was so dry and I was so very.....so very done. I was just done. I couldn't keep going anymore. As soon as I left the dude's office, I crumpled my music and threw it away....and then went on a long, long scooter ride around campus. It wouldn't have been quite as bad if my spirit hadn't already been crushed one week ago today when I tried out for Concert Band and got wasted by the freshmen class. I just couldn't take two auditions like that within a week...I'm just way bummed out tonight.........I feel like crap.

ugh...so I had a bowl of cereal today for lunch because thats about what i have any and every sunday for lunch. But then for supper, I thought the caf would have a normal meal. Yea, all they had was the salad bar and pizza, both of which had lines that were about 30 mins worth of waiting. So what did I have to eat? 2 bowls of cereal, thus making my total meals for the day: 3 bowls of cereal. That isn't good. This afternoon/evening I had 2 and a half bags (big grabs) of chips, a can of pop, 2 capri suns, some tang, about 3 or 4 packages of fruit snacks, and a package of nutty bars. Did that ease my hunger at all? Did it make me feel any better? No. I feel like I'm gonna puke. Stupid wartburg. Stoopid.

oh! Here's a good little story...but maybe not.....so I was at this party last night and I saw my old roomie. And I was like CRAIG CRILE! And he was like COREY! Now, I'm not sure if we've just gotten older or if it was summer break or maybe some...other....influence....but we got along soo much better than we used to. It was great fun. Once again....this weekend was good. yay!

All in all, I'd say it was a great weekend. Especially last night.....but you'll have to email or IM me for those details. The vikings one AND the twinkies won AND the Gophies won. I got most of my homework done, excluding a little bit of reading.....and I got going on some Astronomy stuff that had been looming over my head. Now I just need to read about 15 pages for Brit. Lit and I'm good to go. yea....this post kinda sucks once again.........i wish I had something better to share............