BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

I am sooooo sick. And not getting better. I have ensemble practice tonight. I will probably go. And bring my sax home to attempt practicing (yes Burnsy, you actually guilted me into something...you're one of the few people capable of such a feat). I am going to the doctor afterwards. I have so much homework...you would think I would get started on it. You'd be wrong. Big bio test tomorrow...gonna fail. Didn't take enough notes, don't understand shit, so I'm just gonna fail. Otherwise, Geometry test was easier than crap, got called out in Jazz Band for being too loud, took English quiz and got caught up there. I need to do a study guide tonight. Test tomorrow. Why are all the tests suddenly on Wednesday??I will probably get in trouble for this later, but some people need to learn that the Drumline are not actually Gods. Sometimes there are more important things. Oh but that is not all I have to complain about. How about Webb calling me out during WE today?? ...At least it was to take the blame for my crappy test scores. Then everyone went through the A Major scale...only like 15 people got sent out (me among them), which is BS because 3 trumpets and a trombone were the only brass players. DAMN YOU BRASS CHEATERS!! *shakes fist* *bursts into coughing fit* Not to mention perfect little Brittany Wilkerson fucked up her scale but got to stay anyway. WHAT THE HELL?? I hate it when Webb has favorites!!But it's all good because Chris and I were amused in the "scale room". Goofing off is so much fun. If that hadn't been fun, I might have been angry about getting kicked out. Mr. Burns wouldn't let me get my sax out though : (. I'm pretty sure the whole WE who's not in Jazz Band must think I really suck, and doubts that I'm any better at my sax. I am guys, I really am!! Then I came home and accidentally fell asleep (this always happens to me on Tuesdays), but luckily woke up around 4. Been online ever since, coughing and hurting and being cold. Why is it every time I think I'm close to happiness, something horrible comes and kicks me in the face with an iron boot? I am tired of this...when do I get to be happy?1 day until dreaded concert.3 days until Christmas Break. 8 days until Christmas.