Too Much School

This last week I went to only three days of school because I went to a preview of the college I'm going to next year. Also Friday we didn't have school the end of the quarter so it was a grading day for teachers. On Tuesday, our principal decided to have a tardy sweep of course I was late. Part of this tardy sweep is you go to the attendance office and write your name on a piece of paper causing you to be even later for class. It makes tons of sense right? All of this is to give you detention for being late to a random class period, and they do this tardy sweep about every other month so the whole thing is kind of dumb. Especially if someone is rarely late and happens to be one or two minutes late. Later that day I went home to work on a paper and came back before lunch to print it off at the school. As I'm walking down the hall I get stopped by the same idiot subsitute who stops me in the hall every time he's there during the same class period. Tuesday, he asked, "have you been wandering the hall this entire time?" I said, "no, I just got here." He of course had to ask why I just got to school so I told him I had a free period and went home. He then left me alone. The whole thing was so irritating. I don't even know why that dumbass is allowed so much authority at our school when he doesn't even work there full time. I can't wait to graduate. It's less than two months away, but that's too much time for me. I am ready to move on. After the preview, I'm actually kind of excited to go to college.

Easter Daze

Easter was a long day with way too much consumption of nothing but ham and sugar. My nephew was here so we had to have an Easter Egg hunt with probably thirty eggs just for him. My Grandma was also here. She likes to get here early so she can walk the dogs. I had to work yesterday for the part of the day so everyone could go home early for Easter. When I was driving home I passed my grandma walking the dogs. It was kind of a funny site because my grandma is on the corner with my two dogs. My dogs are sniffing around and trying to pee while my grandma is trying to move along, but she stops just for them and waits. I don't know why she didn't just pull them after her like my dad and I do. To the truth my dad doesn't really use the leashes with the dogs. He puts the leashes on them but just let's them roam around while he listens to Wall Street Journal and drinks his coffee.
I had to dye to eggs for the egg hunt as well which I had forgotten to do until 9:30 at night. I still had to boil them when I remembered them. I don't know about anyone but back when we dyed eggs when I was a little kid we used to put the dye in a cup from a cupboard and put the eggs in that. I guess now they provide these little plastic-like foldable cups that look like half-sized female condoms. I couldn't believe they actually put those things in the egg dying kit. I threw them out immediately after I was done with the dye. Before I put dissolved the tablet in the water, I laughed for about five minutes at the site of my five half-sized female condoms. The only reason I know such things exist is because of Health class my sophomore year. I hadn't know so many forms of birth control were available until then. Most of which sounded completely disturbing to me. I don't like needles or having little pieces of plastic contained inside my body all the time. I remember when one of my friends got one of those birth control plastic stick things shot into her arm. It freaked me out the way she would move it around underneath her skin. I get that it's easier than remembering to take a pill everyday, but is it really worth it? I think I'd rather take a pill everyday.

Black Buggy

I went to the coast with my dad for a couple days. I just got back today. It was really fun and surprisingly sunny. We played Skee Ball, rented a pedal, found part of a pine tree and stood it up in the sand and decorated it with sand dollars. Ate way too much food as well but that's okay I'll be skinny someday or not that's okay too. On the way back we stopped at an Amish furniture store which was pretty interesting. We bought a wooden marble toy as well as a wooden loon that has leather feet that flap against the floor when you push it. My dad hadn't wanted to go, but I was curious. I thought it might have real Amish people there, but it didn't just a guy pretending to be Amish. My dad thought the owner's little boy was blind and kept saying his name was Malachi.
I have decided that Courtney Barnett is my new favorite female musician. She has some really good lyrics. She also has a sort of Nirvana sound. Anyway, I like her music I've been looking for a female songwriter that I feel I can connect with, and I finally found one thanks to the Rolling Stone.

Something is Amiss

I was driving home the other night after Sinfonietta, and I had a plastic water bottle that I was drinking out of because I am always super thirsty after playing for so long. I had set the water bottle back in the cup holder and picked up a few minutes later to another drinking. It started to drip all over my seat, so I turned on the light in the car to find out what was going on. I discovered there was a hole in the bottom of the bottle, and that a fishing lure was in the cup holder where I had previously placed the water bottle. After some thought I decided to put the water bottle in the coffee cup I had been drinking out of earlier that day. I went to take a drink this time with the support of the coffee cup. Having forgotten that I hadn't finished my coffee from that afternoon, my pants were soaked through with coffee too. When I got home I went to change my pants and saw I had been wearing white underwear so now my underwear has a large coffee stain on it.
In our town, a guy recently committed suicide after receiving eviction papers because his house was being foreclosed. The police heard gunshots from inside and brought in a bunch of manpower because they had no idea what was happening. There's video online of this little robot that has a camera on it, but it didn't seem to do anything useful. His house caught on fire, and they let it burn for quite sometime before putting out the fire. The two elementary schools near the house were on lockdown, one of the schools was where my mom works. I have no idea why the high school wasn't put on lockdown since you could see the house from the front of the school. Apparently, they don't care what happens to the high schoolers. I guess I can't blame them. Anyways, it turns out the guy had shot one of his dogs but not the other two or himself even though there were five gunshots. He set his house on fire and died of smoke inhalation. The whole thing was really messed up. Something must have been really wrong with the guy.

Sick Day

Being is sick is no fun. I went to school today for three classes, and went home before lunch. I was able to take a nap for a little bit around 1:00ish. I watched the Pink Panther Strikes Again to get me to fall asleep. Also it was one of the only things on TV. I am having awful luck as of late. My shoulder is still bothering, but I have a doctor's appointment set up now. It will be next Monday in the morning. I really hope this can be resolved easily. I have to be able to play for my last Sinfonietta concert ever. If I can't play for that concert I swear I will sink into a deep depression that will last until my shoulder is healed forever. Okay, I could be a little dramatic, but that's kind of my purpose in life to seek the dramatic side of life. I'm a musician we thrive on the ways of human kind.
So because of my being sick, Saturday I made myself a cup of tea to soothe my sore throat. I accidentally made it way too hot, so I rested it on my shoulder while lying on the couch. I hoped it might help relieve some of the pain instead I ended spilling the scalding substance on my chest. I have burn now, and it's blistering. I am honest to God just laughing at myself for how stupid that was of me. It's just one of the weeks where it seems nothing is going right, but instead of getting bogged down in it I'm finding it slightly humorous. Although I did receive good news today. I found out Mumford and Sons is releasing their new album on MAY 4th. I got so excited that I sent myself into a coughing fit that lasted way too long. I still am so excited for this. I just hope some other people release new music in the months to come. That would make me so happy if The Lumineers and Of Monsters and Men came out with some new stuff.

Musician Pain

I think I have to go to the doctor. I can't live with this pain in my shoulder. If it continues like it is right now I won't ever be able to play violin. I don't understand why it's getting worse. I've been stretching and trying to do things that should strengthen it, but it just keeps hurting. When I tried practicing this morning there was sharp pain in the front of my shoulder every time I lifted my bow. I can't live without being able to play violin. I have to play.
I also still have to finish my scholarship essays. I don't know how I'm going to get all of this stuff done, but I guess I'm going to have to. I would be less stressed out right now if the pain in my shoulder would just go away because I can't play while it hurt but I don't have the time to go to a doctor and find out what's wrong with it. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. I still have one more Sinfonietta concert left over not to mention these next few months are the only ones I have left with my violin teacher. I haven't taken a lesson from anyone besides her since I started seven years ago. I don't need my shoulder to be hurting right now. It sucks.

Alternate Universes

I was on my home today from my violin lessons at the music store when I saw an ex boyfriend of my mom's. I was driving downtown, stopped at a red light when I saw him. I felt like blowing the red light and hitting him with my car. He is one of those human beings that I truly believe is a waste of space on this planet. I guess you could say I haven't quite forgiven him for everything he did. In a way. I supposed I don't think he's worth the energy to put much effort into forgiving or loathing him so most of the time I ignore his very existence. Besides, I rarely see the man as it. Today was the first time I have seen him since my 8th grade promotion which was almost four years ago.
I sometimes wonder what my life would've been like if he'd never dated my mom. Would she be less crazy? I think she would. I think he exhausted what little remained of her sane moments. She didn't drink much before him. I remember the summer after they broke up she was making margaritas at home, and most mornings she had started drinking before I even woke up. Maybe things would have been different for my mom and I. Maybe we would be on better terms, but it's hard to tell. I wonder if in an alternate universe my mom is less crazy, and we are the almost perfect mother-daughter duo everyone once thought we were. I do think there are alternate universes, but what I'm most curious about is what I'm like in these alternate universes. Above all, what I want to know is what my family is like. I think if given the right chance we would all be closer as a family.