Ok so all this pst week was afterschool drumline practice for tryouts and it went pretty good, I think I’ll do good at tyouts and the two upperclassmen cymbal girls think I’ll make it but I’m still really aaAa abt it ya know. And yesterday at practice I couldn’t make my brain think to make myself do the warm ups like I’ve done greAt on every other day and I kept thinking about all the šhįt that happened the day before and right before practice and one of the upperclassmen girls told me to go take a break and I just went into the bathroom and cried for a while and my friend who’s also trying out for cymbals came in there like are u ok?? And she looKed over the stall (the doors are hella short) and I was like *in a crying voice* I’m fine- if you’re looking over this door- and I looked up and she was peepINg over the door at me just standing there with my face in my hands bawling my eyes out

and me and my friend talked a little bit and i went back to practice looking like I definitely just had a breakdown in the bathroom and everyone asked if I was ok ajkhshshshs but the rest of practice went fine

!! anD then after practice I put in my first job application!! to Ga Bobs!! it’s not my dream job but it’s close and convenient and they’re hiring sO hopeyill get the job aaaH

this low key turned into a tiny life update oOPs

YOURE GONNA DO GREAT

^^^^^^youVE GOT THIS

YOU ARE AMAZING AND YOULL NAIL IT

we play oye como va in our jazz band and we all groan whenever we hear any mention of it lol

i love it but it is boring to play yo