i quit. And I'm serious this time.

Ok, maybe not, but I was so close to giving up, skipping all my classes and going home. It also doesn't help that I woke up at 7:59 today. My alarm went off at 7am, and i thought I hit snooze, but it was off instead. I rolled over after what felt like 9 minutes and realized it was 59 minutes. I usually leave the apt. at 8am. That started things off really peachy. Then I get to the CMA on time and we switched instruments in strings methods. Now I get to play the bass. After standing there for about a half hour I started feeling like I was going to pass out, i got the cold sweats and my face was turning pale. So that didn't go well, then I found out that the music that was supposed to be stuffed for University band didn't get stuffed Friday and I forgot to transpose the Eb horn parts to F over the weekend. So that needed done during the time I was supposed to be practicing for my lesson at 1:30. I got that done, ok, Brian did it for me, Then I went to my lesson. It was bad. That's all I will say. I started crying (yes, me) because I was so pissed. I played the stuff fine last week, but because I was so flustered from the days events my mind was somewhere else, not on Hindemith, that's for sure. Pelletier must have thought I was sight reading. Oh well, as Norah Jones would say, "the long day is over." Actually that's the song I'm listening to now. Now I must eat for the first time today (its 6pm) and write a couple lesson plans, and study for my Japanese culture midterm that is tomorrow.