Today is not my day...

Let's see. My stomach is killing me, not just a bug. The muscles hurt, everywhere, it feels like I got socked in the stomach. So I either must be this drunk (and I don't even drink - can't stand the smell of alcohol, ew!) and someone socked me in the stomach, or I have ... I don't know, stomach cancer.

And my ears are ringing, so let's add ear cancer to the list.

I couldn't play a single thing at my oboe lesson today. Not gonna lie. I sucked. Everything I can usually play fine, I just couldn't play it at all, something as simple as... I don't know. I held trills for too long, ran out of breath in two measures, forgot to lift my fingers up and put them back down. Ergh.

And I can't walk in a straight line. So I really must be drunk. So drunk I don't even remember drinking. (Because last time I checked, I'm freaking fourteen and I don't drink.) But then... I never can really walk in a straight line. So does that make me a permanent drunk or a permanent clutz?

Well, let's think about it. I can't play my freaking oboe, I can't walk in a straight line, and I have ear and stomach cancer... Today flat out sucked!

I'm joking. Compared to lately this feels like one of my better days.


L*O*V*E said...

Hey! I love your blog. And thanks for posting a comment on my not-so-awesome one!

Taylor said...

I TOLD YOU! You were in a ditch in Peru drunk with Skylar, and he got you so drunk that you don't even remember it!!

HAHAHAHAAAAAA I TOLD YOU!! You didn't belieeeeve meeeeee.

Anywho. Don't worry, I'm sure you don't have ear/stomach cancer. Is it here now? No. If it is, you're creepy. CREEPER!

Anywhooo, everybody has these days, don't worry. I'm with you. Not today, perhaps, but past and future.


Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]

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